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Mark POV

I'm so happy.

Jackson did so much for me.

He told me everything that happened.

All he did during these years.

He heard my past.

Dammit.

I hate it.

My past.

But Jackson did something.

He managed to put the people who've hurt me the most in a jail cell.

I'm so damn happy.

He doesn't know too much about him.

The bastard.

Should I tell Jackson?

Would the bastard really hunt me down like he said he would?

I probably won't tell Jackson. I'm too scared.

But maybe he forgot about all of that.

That was months ago. Now it's July.

It's almost been a year since we've been living together.

This is the happiest I've ever been in my life.

Me and Jackson have gotten even closer.

I still can't believe he actually said it.

He loves me.

No one has ever said they loved me. It warms my heart to know how much he cares for me.

I love Jackson. I always will love him and I'll never stop loving him.

I smile to myself.

I look at the building in front of me.

This place holds my past.

My sickness.

My pain.

My loneliness.

I never wanted to come back. After I told them everything I told myself that I need to stay sane.

I didn't want to come back to this place but I have to.

I need to see someone.

I walk into the building. It's cold as always.

It's strange.

I'm here as a visitor.

I'm no longer the patient waiting for my visitor. My visitors were the doctors and nurses.

My family doesn't like me. They never visited me. Neither did mom. Dad used to visit.

But then.

"Mark!" I look up to see Dr. Kim.

"Hi Dr. Kim." I wave to him.

"What is that I see? Is that a visitor sticker?" He looks surprised.

"Yes Dr. Kim. I'm visiting today."

He nods his head in a rythemtic pace.

"Let me guess. Youngjae?"

"I visited him last week."

"Oh. Who else is there for you to see? Did you miss us that much?" He grins.

"I don't miss y'all." I frown deeply.

"Damn. You never joke do you?" Dr. Kim shakes his head.

"Depends." I shrug.

"Well who are you trying to see?"

"Park Jimin."

Dr. Kim's face contorts.

"Jimin? Really? After you guys had that big fight? You two almost killed each other."

"We had our reasons. I want to talk to him."

"Um.."

"I need to talk to him."

"Well Mark-"

"Just let me talk to him."

"Alone."

"Alone? Sorry Mark. We have to supervise."

"No you don't."

"Yes we do. It's the rules and you can't go bending the rules."

"Look Dr. Kim. I need to tell Jimin some things before I go."

"You go?"

"Yes. Me and Jackson are moving. Far far away from here. We're leaving tonight. I just wanted to talk to Jimin before I go." I nearly beg.

I have to tell him.

He has to know.

This talk is for him.

"Please Dr. Kim." I plead. I never cease eye contact.

"Fine. You can have a private visitation."

I smile a great big smile.

"You smiled. Wow. I could get used to that." He chuckles and leads me down a hallway.

He radios all the other doctors on his walkie talkie.

I wait for 5 minutes.

I stare at a wall.

A white wall.

"I hate this place."

So many memories are coming back to me.

I don't want to think of them.

"Mark." I turn to the voice.

Dr. Kim.

"Come. Mr. Park is waiting."

"Ok." I get up from the cold chair. I follow Dr. Kim down another damn hallway.

It feels like I'm descending into a dark abyss.

Nothing but our footsteps sound the cold corridor.

Our shadows loom on the walls.

One door.

"Here it is. He's in there."

I stare at the door.

I look at Dr. Kim.

He gets the message and unlocks the door. Then he starts to descend down the hallway.

I open the door.

A hand slams the door shut behind me.

I lock eyes with brown eyes.

I can feel his breath on my face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He growls through clenched teeth.

"I came to talk to you." I push him away from me. I walk over to one of the 2 chairs.

"Come. Sit." I pat the seat in front of me.

His eyes burn through me. I won't give in. He needs to hear this.

"Sit. You really need to hear this."

"I don't need to hear shit from you."

I sigh.

I'm getting annoyed with his persistence.

"Just sit."

"No."

"Just. Sit. Your ass on a seat isn't that difficult."

"I don't want to fucking talk to you. Or listen to whatever you have to say. Bullshit only comes out of your mouth." He tries to open the door.

"What if it involves Yoongi?" He freezes.

He slowly turns around.

"Why? Yoongi? What the hell! He's not important to me anymore. I don't care about him!"

"Stop denying it Jimin. You still love him."

He grabs me by my shirt.

"Shut up! How are you going to tell me how I feel! You don't know me like you used to know me Tuan!"

"But we did used to know each other! Guess who was always there for you whenever you were sad? Guess who was the one who actually treated you like a human? Guess who was your only friend? Guess who saved you from killing yourself?"

Jimin shakes as tears stream down his face.

"Guess who made you always smile?"

"You." Jimin cries on my shoulder.

I hug him and he hugs back.

"Let's sit."

He finally sits down.

He wipes his tears with the sleeve of his sweater.

"What do you need to tell me?"

"First I want to tell you bye. I'm moving. Far away. I probably won't see you for a while. I just wanted to let you know that I'll always be there for you even if you hate me. I've learned from someone very special. He never gave up on me even though I was a nut case. I'll never give up on you even though you're broken."

Jimin smiles weakly.

"Thanks Mark."

"The second thing I wanted to tell you is that Yoongi is in jail."

"What?" His eyes quiver.

"Why? What did he do?"

"I already told you. He did those "things" to me."

"I thought you said you'll never tell!"

"Some things can't be left a secret."

"Yes they can! He doesn't deserve jail."

"Yes he does."

"You're fine now aren't you?"

"That's not the point Jimin! You can't just be "Fine" after that kind of thing happens."

"You seemed fine after what happened with Dr. Wook." Jimin sneers.

How dare he.

I grab Jimin's throat.

"I was not fine. I'm still not fucking "fine". Don't you ever say that bastards name again."

"You didn't put him in jail yet? After what he did. I bet you liked it. You want him to do it again don't you? You little sl-"

I punch Jimin. Right in his face.

I'm boiling.

I don't even know why I even bothered coming here.

"Fuck you Jimin. You insensitive fucker. You want to talk shit about me. You want to call me names for something you damn well know hurts me! I never did it to you!"

"You ruined my life!"

"It's not my fault that you fell in love with an asshole!  Head over heels for a fucking sadistic manipulating asshole!"

Jimin punches me.

I punch him back.

We're fighting.

No doctors are watching.

No doctors are here to stop it.

Jimin has me in a choke hold.

"Yoongi is not any of those things!"

"Yes he fucking is! He's the one that put you in this place! Did he even love you? He treated you like shit!" His grip tightens on my neck.

"Shut up! Shut the hell up! He loved me dammit!"

"Did he? The only reason he even paid you any attention was because of a dare!"

"And then he caught real feelings for me!"

"No Jimin! You're not in a cliche movie. This is real life! Face the facts that he doesn't love you!"

"Fuck you Mark!" His grip tightens more on my neck.

I can't breath.

I pull and tug.

I step on his foot.

He yelps. And I grab his hair and slam his face on the wall.

He groans.

I pant.

I hold his head against the wall.

"Jimin. We don't have to fight about this. Yoongi is in jail. There's nothing you can do about it."

He growls and tries to move off the wall but he fails.

"But there is something that you can do for yourself."

"What." He growls out. His brown eyes meet my brown eyes.

His eyes look as if they're pleading.

Pleading for me to continue.

"Get better Jimin. Don't give up. I know it's hard in here but you have to fight. You need to get out of here. I want to see you happy again. I want you to find Yoongi and save his sorry ass. You guys are the same but opposites. You say he loves you. He says he doesn't love you. I don't know what goes on in his sick head but I do know what goes on through your head." I release him.

He falls to the floor. Tears run down his face.

I crouch down to him.

"Jimin. You need him. I'm leaving and I'm not sure if I'm ever coming back. You're going to be alone. I don't want you to be alone. It would've hurt me if I didn't tell you how I felt. You need to get better. Fight your urges. Control your anger. Take your medicine. Get out of here. Go to him. Surprise him. He'll never think that you would come and visit him."

"Please Jimin." I take his hand.

His body shakes.

He can't control the tears falling out of his eyes.

"Save yourself. Then go and save Yoongi." He finally looks up. His eyes.

Those solemn eyes.

I used to have those eyes.

But then Jackson saved me.

But Yoongi can't save Jimin.

Jimin has to save Yoongi.

The only reason he started bullying me is because he saw how close me and Jimin were.

We used to be best friends.

Then all this shit happened in our lives.

We both ended up here. But we hated each other.

Our friendship.

Ruined.

Just from love.

Me and Jimin both had obsessive love. We relate to so many things.

Bullies.

Abuse.

Loneliness.

No love.

And pain.

We've both suffered. I don't want to be the only one victorious. Jimin deserves a victory too.

I hug Jimin.

I feel his arms return the hug. His hands grip my jacket tightly. He cries into my shoulder.

Now I see how Jackson felt.

He felt my sorrow. Now I feel Jimin's sorrow.

"Save them. Save Jimin and Yoongi." I look Jimin in his eyes.

"I will. I'll save them." His voice shakes.

I smile. He smiles.

I help him up.

"Sorry for saying all of that stuff. I'm such an ass. I know how much "the bastard" hurt you. Shit. I'm really sorry." Jimin rubs his face with his hands.

"It's okay. I'm sorry for saying that shit about Yoongi. I know how much you love him."

"You can say shit about him. What he did to you was horrible. I'm disgusted with him. But I still love him. Even after he did those horrid things to you. Damn. Love sucks."

"It doesn't suck. Love is a blessing. Once you work everything out you'll see how wonderful it is to be loved. You got this Chim Chim." I rub his shoulder.

"You haven't called me that since we were in middle school." He smiles.

I take my phone out of my pocket and text Dr. Kim.

A minute later the door swings open.

"What the-" Dr. Kim looks at us. He looks shocked.

Me and Jimin look down at ourselves.

There's some blood on his sweater. There's some on mine too.

Our clothes are disheveled.

Our faces bruised.

I'd be shocked too.

"This is why I said no private visitations." Dr. Kim shakes his head.

"We're fine aren't we?"

"Just come on." Dr. Kim ushers us out of the room.

We walk to the lobby.

"Thanks Mark."

"Thanks for knocking some sense into me. I really needed that."

"I know you did. You're welcome."

I make my way to the door. Before I walk out I wave my hand.

"Bye Jimin. Bye Dr. Kim. Bye Platnium. I'll see you guys some other time." I smile and wave.

"Bye Mark. You better only come back for a visitation. A public visitation."

I chuckle.

"Bye Mark. You better come back to see me."

"You're gonna be here still?"

"Hell no. You're gonna see me as a new man." Jimin has a toothy grin.

I give him a toothy grin.

"That's what I like to hear."

We hug one last time.

Now it's time to go home.

It feels good that I've helped Jimin.

I got something off my chest.

There's still this one thing that's bothering me.

Him.

The bastard.

I've finally decided.

I'm going to tell Jackson about the bastard.

I'll tell him what he did.

Then I'll be even happier.

And Jackson will finally know.

He's not going to like it.

Not one bit.

But he has to know.

Sorry for the booty updates! I slick had writers block:') But anyway...Mark and Jimin connected!:) Should I write the backstory for Yoonmin? Type lost if you want me to write the backstory.This story is nearing its end.Will it be a happy or heartbreaking end?

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