Sorry I haven't been updating lately

I'm so freaking tired and done with life

Also I started writing this when I was upset about how septiplier would never happen thanks to Amy and singe but now I really like them and I feel bad writing this

And Amy followed me on Twitter so I love her even more now 😅

OK back to the story

Marks pov

I saw it on the laptop we shared.

Those messages,

They were sick.

Absolutely disgusting.

Jim: hey little girl

Amy: hi daddy

Jim: have you been a good girl?

Amy: yes daddy

Jim: then let me see

Amy: should I show you in person or send you a picture daddy?

Jim: in person, just like last time

I was furious.

She only loved me for my fame and money.

What the hell? You don't just say you love me and post it on instagram for likes and followers. I was already planning on breaking up with her before that kiss.

I started to drive back to my hotel to de-stress in the hot tub and pack my bags. I was going to stay over night at the hospital to care for Jack.

Time skip brought to you by the disappearance of I-Hate-You-Kiss-Kiss

Such a sad story

I was packed and dressed when I got a call from the hospital. "Hello this is Mark."

"Hello mr. Fishbach. Jack isn't eating. And he doesn't want to drink water either. He tried to sneak bleach from the janitorial closet. We're suggesting either he goes to a mental hospital or he stays with you. He has been healing very very well and can leave the hospital but he should definitely be under supervision at all times."

"He can stay with me. Is he okay to fly?"

"Yes"

"I'll be there in 30 minutes."