Your pov
Jack...DEAD?! If this has anything to do with that fight after school I swear to god, that stalker won't ever wake up. I walked down the hall, waiting for him. It had been about ten minutes and still no sign, "Maybe he died in the fight as well" my friend (friends name) said to me, I instantly turned "how about you learn that when someone important to me, is also the person I'll never see again and that you should shut up about it" I turned back crying. Then, there he was. Mark.
Marks pov
There she was. Y/n. I couldn't help my self but go see her. I was waiting for her to be really pissed of, but she wasn't. She hugged me and said she was sorry. I don't know what for though... I did everything bad...but it was for her~
Your pov
Omg...what is wrong with me. Hug the guy who 99.9% sure killed your boyfriend...but the thing was...I couldn't stop myself. My body was saying I love him! but he rest was saying I hate him! I was confused and didn't know what to do. suddenly I pushed off, and went to class. I couldn't even focus on my work, "focus y/n!" The teacher told me when class was done. I can't believe she didn't give a shit my boyfriend was dead. Since it was last period, I went to my locker to grab some stuff. But when I opened my locker, a note fell out. I picked up the note and read it
Meet me at the west end park
I put the note in my pocket, grabbed my bag and started heading to the park.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
For her~{MARKIPLIER}
FanfictionIt's high school, and this 11th grader has been acting kinda weird around you...who is he?
