cliff

Jackson POV

I can't believe it.

I just

Can't.

I stare at Mark. His head is low.

I can't see his face.

His sweet innocent face.

How could they do that to Mark?

They bully him mentally, physically and fucking sexually.

Sexually

I've never been so disgusted.

Hold up.

Did they

Did they rape him?

"Mark?"

No response.

I look at the beautiful waterfall.

I look back at Mark.

His head is still down.

He probably doesn't want to talk or

Does he feel disappointed in himself?

Fuck no.

What they did to him is not his fault.

"Mark?"

He curls himself into a ball.

He moves away from me.

He's trying get away.

I can't let him get away.

Be his friend. Let him use your shoulder to cry on. He's lonely.

He's lonely

I can't let him be lonely.

Mark stands up.

"I'm sorry Jackson. You're disgusted with me right?" Mark starts to cry once again.

"No. I'm not."

I'm disgusted with those fuckers.

"Yes you are! Don't lie!" Mark's breathing gets erratic and heavy.

I stand up.

"No no Mark. I'm not lying. I'm not disgusted with you. I'm disgusted that they did they that to you." I go towards Mark but he backs away.

"Are you? They're your friends. Maybe you work with them." He looks at me skeptically.

Shit.

Did he take his medicine?

He has a wierd look in his eyes.

"Did you take yo-"

"Medicine has nothing to do with this!"

Damn.

"Mark its okay. Calm down. We can talk about this."

"So you can go tell those bastards all about my problems?"

"No Mar-"

"You told me yourself that your working with them to get answers out of me! You just want to tell them what's wrong with me and then put me back in Platnium so you can go back to living your normal life! Fuck you Jackson!" Mark cries and then he runs off into the woods.

"Mark!" I run after him.

"Stay away from me!" His voice is far. How fast is he?

I don't stop running.

I don't even know where I am.

I just run.

Branches, leaves, twigs, they all hit me as I run.

There's finally an opening. No trees in sight.

I bend over to catch my breath.

I've been running for at least 5 minutes.

I hear crying.

I look up.

Thank God it's Mark.

"Jackson? Why'd you have to work with them?" He looks lost and alone.

I go closer to him.

"Mark. I-I don't work for them. I'm just helping them." Mark cries harder.

"But I don't have to tell them anything! We can keep this between us."

"How do I know you're not going to tell them?"

It pains me that he doesn't trust me.

I won't tell them.

I can just tell them he told me something but I won't give them any details.

"I won't tell Mark."

"Yes you will! Just like doctor Im told me Jinyoung would never leave and he's the one who told Jinyoung to leave! Liars! All of you!"

He doesn't know what he did.

He doesn't know he killed someone.

I guess we are all liars but it's for the best.

He can't know what he did.

"Mark, sometimes you have to lie. Lying is practically part of life."

"Being fake is part of life?"

I've never seen Mark like this.

This is what the doctors experience.

"It's not being fake."

"Yes it is!" Mark pulls his hair. He stumbles back. That's when I realized where we are.

Rock cliff.

This park is a mystery. It has a suicidal waterfall and a cliff called rock cliff where people mysteriously fall and either break a bone or just straight up die.

Mark's standing right by the edge.

"Mark please don't move back anymore." I move closer to him.

He steps back.

"No! Don't come closer! I'll let myself fall. No one would miss me anyway. I'll just do everyone a favor if I fall." He turns and looks rock cliff.

It's a 100 feet drop into a pit of rocks.

Not little pedals of rocks.

Big sharp edged rocks.

The fall down this cliff is no joke.

"Mom, Jinyoung, Yoongi, the doctors, you, you'll all be happy when I'm gone."

"Mark sto-"

"Mom won't have to worry about bills."

"Mark-"

"Jinyoung can move back home."

"Stop-"

"Yoongi always wanted me dead.  I'll just make his wish true."

"Mark!"

"The doctors get to have one less patient. I always was such a nuisance to them."

"Mark stop it!" I grab Mark's uninjured shoulder.

He turns around.

Tears fall from his solemn eyes.

His lips shake.

Are they shaking because it's cold or from his crying?

Does the pain inside of him make him shake?

He stares at me with so much care and love.

I feel so bad that I can't return his feelings.

He has trust issues and I have trust issues when it comes to relationships.

Tis why I don't date anymore.

Someone broke my heart.

That someone practically ripped my heart out of my chest.

They cheated on me.

And every relationship after that is the same.

They all cheat.

I understand Mark now.

Liars.

They always tell me they love me but then they go and cheat.

I know Mark wouldn't do that to me.

But I feel like he could do so much better than me.

"Mark. Stop saying those things. Don't think like that."

"It's true though." He puts his head down once again.

A super gush of wind comes out of nowhere.

It shakes Mark.

His body tilts back.

I grab his arm and pull him against my body.

He almost fell over the cliff.

I grabbed him just in time.

He rests his cheek on my chest.

"I didnt finish." Mark says.

"Huh?" I look down at him.

Finish what?

"If I were gone, then you wouldn't have to do all of this."

He's still going on about this?

"Mark please st-"

"No Jackson. Just. Just listen to me."

I close my mouth. Okay.

I'll listen.

"I know this is too much for you. It's like your babysitting a 17 year old." I groan. It's hard for me to not say anything.

"I feel as if I'm a burden to you. You can go and do so many things but instead you're stuck with me.  And all I do is cry. I cry and cry because I'm so damn pathetic!" He grips my shirt tightly with his hands.

His tears soak through my shirt.

"I'm so pathetic. Yet you're so kind to me. Maybe the doctors told you to be kind but I don't care. Your kindness is nice even if it might be fake."

"It isn't fake. I'm genuinely starting to care for you Mark."

He whimpers.

"But." His voice shakes.

"But what Mark?"

Why can't he just accept my kindness?

"But even if you truly care about me. That doesn't mean you love me."

Shit.

"I love you as a friend."

"I'm glad but I love you more than friend."

"I know."

"Why should I be on the Earth anymore if the person I love doesn't even love me back?" Mark's crying echoes in the night.

The sun is setting.

It's a beautiful scene but with a crying Mark in my arms the beauty seems bittersweet.

I watch the sun disappear below the horizon.

I squeeze a still crying Mark.

He stops crying.

He pulls away.

He turns to look at the now dark sky.

He stares down at the cliff.

"Mark?" I take a step forward.

Is he okay?

Mark slowly turns around.

He's

He's smiling.

Why is he smiling?

He was just sad a minute ago.

Now he has his beautiful smile on his face.

I'm so confused.

Mark takes my hand in his.

He's cold.

"Geez your cold. We should go back home. Do you want my jacket? I don't want you to get sick." I squeeze his hands.

Mark giggles.

He fucking giggled.

"What's funny?" My lips slowly form into a smile.

"You're so kind. You always put other's before yourself."

Mark steps closer.

So close our faces are inches apart.

Mark runs his hand down my face. His eyes follow the movement of his hand.

His hand stops at my chin.

His eyes slowly creep up my face.

He bites his lip as he stares at my lips.

He pokes my nose as he stares at my nose.

He stares into my eyes.

His stare.

It's intense.

So much emotion is in his eyes.

"Jackson?" Mark caresses my hair.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

Then I feel it.

Mark's lips.

They're soft.

And warm.

His cold hands hold my face and his warm lips captivate my lips.

He pulls away and puts his forehead against mine.

I'm shocked. I'm frozen and shocked.

I never expected him to kiss me.

He stares into my eyes and he smiles.

"I love you Jackson."

He leans back.

Why is he-

The cliff.

"Mark! No!" I rush to Mark. I grab him but

It's too late.

We're already falling 100 feet below us.

I'm sorry.Tell me what you think happens to them. I already know. Thanks for reading! Anyoung(: