I walked into Mark's room. He was in the shower. I was bored. Usually when I'm bored I snoop through peoples things. Mostly computers. Lucky for me, Mark lets me go on his computer whenever I want, unless he's recording.

His fans know we live together. That of course, outraged all of his super crazy fangirls. I'm sorry! No, not really.

Mark walked in with a towel on, not really noticing, or minding, that I was just sitting in his computer chair, playing The Beginner's Guide. Man, that game is depressing. But plot twist at the end. (Seriously, if you hadn't watched Jack play it yet, please watch. The feels man, the feels.)

Mark began to get dressed, still not knowing I was in the room. Better not freak him out I suppose. I didn't let him know I was in there, I just tried really hard to concentrate on the game, and not sit there like an idiot, blushing profusely when I daydreamed about a perfect relationship with him. Of course I don't want this to be one of those "perfect relationship" fanfictions where Mark and the main character always end up in the most perfect relationship... Uh-oh breaking the fourth wall, well anyway, I got up and went downstairs to find Mark buttering some toast. I went to the fridge to get a bottle of water.

After playing more games on Mark's computer, I decided to go to the park to relax. I wasn't there for more than 1 hour, and I decided to head back. On my way back, I got a phone call from an unknown number. I don't normally answer calls from people I don't know, however I had a gut feeling that this was important.

I slid my thumb against the screen and put the phone up to my ear. "Hello?" I said cautiously, curiosity flowing through my veins.

"Hi. Is this Jadyn?" Yeah, that was me... What's going on...?

"Yes, I'm Jadyn. Is there something wrong?"

"Unfortunately, yes. We have your friend, Mark here today. He was found in the kitchen of your guys's house today by a Wade Barnes." My heart skipped a beat. "It is with aching hearts that I inform you, that Mark had accidentally stabbed himself with a knife, while cutting vegetables. He had lost a lot of blood, and when we ran some tests, it was confirmed that he has brain cancer." Then came the words that made me almost pass out. "Mark is currently in a long-term coma, and will probably never come out of it. As i said, he had lost a lot of blood, and his cancer is doing much to help." "Yes, thank you. I'll be right there." Then I hung up.

I felt my life being sucked out of my body. Why did all the bad things happen to me? I bolted towards the hospital, awaiting my worst nightmare.