Jack smoking weed was something I wasn't expecting, but I'm not surprised. A part of me can just imagine him using a bong and laughing all throughout his high, ready to eat a s'more like he used to before all this happened, but I can't think about that now. That's something I'll have to talk with him about later, when we're out of this mess, but I can't help wondering if it's making him act differently. He certainly seems a bit more bubbly, maybe he's not extremely high.
I shake the thoughts away from my mind and find Ida's number, grabbing Jack's hand and dragging him alongside me as I started in the opposite direction, away from the voice calling for Jack. I needed to keep him away from Felix for as long as I possibly can. I call her and hold the phone to my ear, waiting for her to answer.
"Yes, I am aware, Dark and Eli have gone rouge. I am already on my way. Hold tight, sweet babies," She said shortly and hung up. I sighed deeply and gave Jack his phone, continuing to guide him away from where it sounded like Eli was.
"Can we hide?" Jack asked, hinting he was tired. I nodded and searched for a good spot, when I heard leaves crunching nearby.
"Fuck," I hissed quietly and saw a hallow log nearby, dragging Jack over to it and shoving him inside it. There wasn't a lot of room left for me, but I made myself fit.
"Oh, Jack," Dark sang, his voice echoing through the night. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..."
"We killed Mark, Jack. He's dead. We had him in this hole and buried him alive, he's long gone, you might as well come out," Eli tried and I felt Jack grip my arm tightly, as if making sure I was actually there and not a ghost or something. Damn, that'd be a crazy plot twist. "We only did to him what he tried to do to Felix."
"There's no point in hiding, Sean," Dark urged, Jack trembling slightly at the use of his name. I bet his high is entirely destroyed and now he's freaking out internally more than he would've if he was sober. "Come out here and talk to me, sweetheart."
"I'm not your fucking sweetheart!" Jack snapped and I froze as he pushed me out of the way to get out of the log, looking more confident and fed up than I've ever seen him. "I'm Mark's sweetheart, not yours, and you can go fuck yourself! I'm sick of the same song and dance, what the hell do you want from me?!"
"You, Jack. I just want you. I love you," Eli came through and Jack shook his head roughly. I wasn't sure whether or not to intervene.
"No. You don't love me. If you loved me, you'd want what's best for me - what would make me happy and Mark does that! He's the love of my life, my soulmate, my everything. I don't even get why you act like you love me so much! I'm only human, I'm just another guy getting tossed around in this fucked up world. You're ruining me and you don't even see that! Yeah, I've smoked some weed before, but I haven't felt like using it until you came back in my life! I'm sorry, Eli, I really loved you at one point, but you need to fuck off and leave me alone!" Jack went off on him, I've never seen that side of him before. I came out of the hiding place, seeing Eli's shocked expression when he saw me.
"What...? I killed you!" He defended himself from the sight of me and I shook my head, looking at Jack to silently say he saved me. "Fuck. Jack, think what you will, but I do love you and that's why I can't let you go."
"Why though? I'm not special."
"Yes you are, don't you fucking say that, Sean!" Eli snapped, then calmed down. "I never felt anything for anyone, I just assumed I always had the worst upbringing in the room and that no one would understand me. Then you came along and changed all that, you understood that I was in pain and that I needed time to heal, even though you had no idea what was wrong with me. You didn't know anything about my past and yet you still stuck around. No one has ever done that for me before."
"It's called being nice, asshole," I rolled my eyes, but Jack elbowed me in the gut.
"Yeah, I really cared for you, Eli. I still do, but I don't love you anymore, I can't. Everything I have is being taken up by Mark and you need to move on. There are other people out there who can understand you."
"Not like you can, Jack. No one can help me like you did. You're still the light in my eyes, the reason why I can manage a smile-"
"It didn't seem that way when you were hitting him," I shot back and silence surrounded us for a few moments. I took the time to actually look at Eli, the moonlight exposing his body that seemed as though it was decaying. He looked like a walking corpse.
"I fucked up," He admitted and frowned, making eye contact with Jack. "But... We're soul-mates."
"Uh, no-" I immediately started to say.
"Yes, we are. I have Dark in me and he owns a chunk of Mark. I'm your soulmate."
"Damn, how many soul-mates am I going to have?" Jack sighed, shaking his head. "But you need to realize that I don't want anyone else, just Mark."
"I can't take that," Eli shook his head and looked down, his body seeming to pulsate like a heart, beating consistently. It freaked me out and I took Jack's hand in mine, ready to start tugging him along if shit hits the fan. Eli seemed to be shaking before suddenly looking up, glancing straight at Jack, his eyes pure black. "I'm sorry."
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Release - Septiplier
Fanfiction[Sequel to 'Don't Ever Leave'] Mark and Jack were finally living their happily ever after in their cabin, far away from civilization, in fear Mark would forget to take his medication and Dark would be released once again. The only problem with their...
