Chapter 5: Maybe I Should Just Leave
About a week has passed. Jack hasn't left his room during that time unless it was to get food. His eyes have black circles around them from the serious lack of sleep. Anti keeps him awake all night by shouting horrible things at him. Lies upon lies upon lies. He even tried to tell Jack that Mark was in love with him. That one really bothered him the most. Jack really cared about Mark, but the thought of love...he always pushed that thought away because it was ridiculous.
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"Shut up Anti! I know yer lying to me! You think I'll go out there and tell Mark how I feel and Mark will just reject me! Well i'm not fallin' fer yer tricks anymore!" Jack says, covering his ears as if that will keep Anti from speaking. Anti was in his head, always whispering, always taunting. It drove Jack insane. Jack cowered in the corner of his room, staring at the still broken mirror. He curled up into a ball and starting rocking back and forth, trying to calm himself down, but nothing seemed to work. Anti's voice was still there, constantly taunting him. Telling him he was worthless and pathetic and worse than Anti himself was. Anti said Jack wants to feel the pain. Maybe that was true. At least for the few moments he was in physical pain that was all he could focus on. He forgot Anti was there and that all of his problems were because of him. He could only focus on the pain. He kept the shock collar on just in case Dark decided to come back and fight he wouldn't have to put it back on. Anti had decided to provide Jack with his very own set of Exacto blades, the sharpest ones he could find. Jack finally broke down again, crying hard. "Shut up...please Anti...leave me alone!" He drags a triangular shaped blade across his wrist and his side. The cuts are deep and bleed pretty badly.
There's a knock at the door.
"Jack...Please...let me talk to you...please...there's something I have to tell you..." Mark says, his voice sounding desperate.
"Mark...mark please...go away...leave me alone..." Jack says, his voice barely audible. "I don't want to hurt you...Yer better off without me..." his voice cracks when he tries to say more, so he just goes silent.
"Jack...I can't let you do this to yourself...We haven't spoken in days! Jack I need you..." Mark says through the door. "You have to talk to me..you have to let me..."
"No! All I ever do is hurt ye Mark! I can't do that anymore..Maybe...Maybe it would be better for you if I just left...I'll make sure that Anti is never a threat to you again..." Jack closes his eyes, fighting back tears.
"Jack!" Mark yells. "Okay fine.." Mark walks into the storage closet (It used to just be a broom closet but they kept everything in there) and grabs a sledge hammer. He walks back to Jack's room and uses the hammer to break the door handle off. He rushes into the room to see Jack sitting in a pool of blood. "Jack...Jack what the hell?! Why would you do this to yourself?!"
"Ye don't understand Mark! If the pain is all I can focus on...then it's like Anti isn't there..he keeps lying to me and hurting ye and i'm tired of it! I don't want to hurt you anymore Mark!" Jack yells.
"I don't care if Anti and Dark hurt each other! I can't lose you!"
"I'm not worth it Mark! I need to leave for yer safety!"
"Screw my safety! I love you and I'm not going to let anything take you away from me!" Mark shouts and then quickly shuts up. "I-i..i..uh..."
"You...what...?" Jack says, his voice full of confusion.
To Be Continued...