CHAPTER 6

Mark's POV

I left the station with Jack and we began walking back to his house together. The walk was quiet and uneventful, but all of a sudden I looked back to see that Jack stopped walking. With clenched fists and a small shiver, he slowly lifted his gaze of off the ground and stared at me straight in the eyes.

I raised my eyebrow in slight confusion but quickly lowered it as Jack unexpectedly ran towards me and tightly gripped behind my back. I stood paralyzed for a moment before hugging him back.

He wasn't crying, he just looked troubled. I understand though, it must be hard for him to come to a new school and all of a sudden everything starts falling apart. The lack of tears is probably a good sign though.

"...Sorry, I just needed a hug." Jack said shyly. I just ruffled his hair and gave him a kiss on the forehead to cheer him up. "Thank you Markimoo." Jack giggled quietly.

"Come on, let's go home." (I'm so sorry Tokyo Ghoul fans). We walked back to my house together and spent the rest of the day doing homework and talking about nothing in particular.

I have an idea. I should ask Jack on a date sometime.

Meanwhile… (Felix's POV)

Cry and I talked for a while. It was smaller talk like how our days are going so far and what we are learning about in school so Cry wouldn't fall behind. Well, if he ever gets out that is. I am rather optimistic that he will get out though because I still refuse to believe Cry is a murderer. He must have been framed right? I mean, this is Cry we are talking about. I know him, he wouldn't hurt a fly let alone a person!

Eventually, Cry stopped talking and starting looking at the ground and refusing to make eye contact with me.

"Cry?" I asked both calmly and in concern. "What's wrong?"

He looked up at me with a wicked grin and gleaming red eyes. What the Hell? This isn't like him… it's like he is a totally different person right now.

"What's wrong, friend?" Cry asked with a ghastly inhuman sounding voice. The confusion on my face somehow made him smile harder and expose his teeth. Which looked like razor sharp blades in his head.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you Cry?" I stammered.

He gave me a disgusted look and shriveled his nose. "Are you talking about that weakling?...Oh sorry, we never met haven't we, Felix. You can call me Mad."