CHAPTER 1
Jack's POV
I laid down on Mark's bed. The small size of the bed forced us to cuddle together just so we wouldn't fall off. That is okay though, either way I would be snuggled up against Mark. I rested my head and his chest, the thumping of his heart acting as my lullaby.
I have been staying at Mark's house for two days now. I don't want to return to my shack anytime soon. Not only is this place nicer, but Mark is also here.
Put that is only part of the reason why I am staying here. To be honest, I feel like it is my fault Cry was arrested. If Bailey and her squad never picked on me in the first place, I don't think Cry would've killed her.
Mark put his arm around me and we fell asleep together in that position.
Author's note: I AM BACK. Did you miss me? Short chapter I know, but don't worry. I will write long ones in the future. Do you guy's think I should spice this story up with a little bit of Pewdiecry?