If You Don't Know (septiplier) Part 3 by ilovejackaboyxx, literature
Literature
If You Don't Know (septiplier) Part 3
Go ahead rip my heart out,
Show me what love's all about,
Go ahead rip my heart out,
That's what love's all about...
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It had only been three days but it felt like three years. Time seemed to have almost stopped and never once did he leave Mark's mind. He cried, screamed and slept. That was it. He hadn't eaten for three days, but he didn't feel hungry. He hadn't even moved from his bed, from their bed, except to go to the bathroom.
He had cried until he ran out of tears and now he just lay there, not crying, not moving, barley existing. The pain was the only way he knew that he was still functioning, still a human. He didn't want to be.
If You Don't Know (septiplier) Part 2 by ilovejackaboyxx, literature
Literature
If You Don't Know (septiplier) Part 2
If I could say the things that I wanna say,
I'd find a way to make you stay,
I'd never let you get away,
Catch you in all the games we play...
Mark opened his eyes the next morning and to his surprise saw Jack, fast asleep and wearing nothing but joggers, his lips parted slightly, green hair sticking up all over the place, his chest rising and falling with his breaths. He looked so peaceful, so content.
It was difficult to believe that less than twelve hours ago they were screaming at each other outside the restaurant. The restaurant which really had just been a part of Jack's plan, his way of telling Mark everything...
Jack sighed in his