Jack cries out, feeling fingers wrap around his throat. His boyfriend turns, hearing something Jack did not hear.
"Are they still on call with you? IS IT THE POLICE?" Tyler continued to choke Jack, punching him everywhere his arms could reach. Jack whimpers, trying to speak but the pressure on his throat made his vision swim. Jack feels himself slipping, so he does the only thing he knows to do. He cries. He screams. He pleads. Then, silence. A thud echoes, making Mark's heart stop. Jack hits the floor hard, and goes black.
Mark yells for Jack, hearing Tyler walking away. Mark screams Jack's name repeatedly, his voice breaking. He then steels himself, whispering reassurance to his friend. He will get him out of there, he promises to a barely breathing Jack. Mark immediately orders tickets to Ireland, and hangs up the call.
AN: OOPS! I completely forgot about this story. I'll try harder, promise!
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Bruises - Septiplier
FanfictionOh Jackaboy... What have you gotten yourself into... ((Tw: Rape, Abuse, Depression, Self-Harm, Eating Disorders, the whole shebang. Sorry.))
