Since its technically the next day for me and I just finished typing this.

Jack's POV
I nervously crawled out of bed, feeling groggy from the lack of sleep I had. I didn't go back to sleep after I get the messages. I just couldn't.

Making my way to the kitchen I was met with a lesser tired blonde. He had a half smile resting on his face as he wrote on his arm? I didn't question it.

I grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and made myself some breakfast with a side of black coffee. Mmmmm.

"You look exhausted," I jumped at the sudden noise of the teen next to me.

"Y-yeah, didn't sleep," I replied yawning.

"And why's that?" He asked as he took a sip from his own cup. I recalled the events that happened just hours ago that caused my lack if sleep.

"Well, uh, I got a text from someone I don't know and it kinda... Triggered a.... Memory...," I drifted off, rubbing my neck nervously. Felix's eyes lit up with excitement but he contained himself.

"What of?" His voice was calm but his joy was clear. I looked down and fumbled with the long sleeves of the shirt I was wearing.

"Um... The first time I tried to...," I stopped and looked at him, not wanting to go any further. He seemed to understand what I was saying and quickly ran over to me, engulfing me in a hug.

"Oh Jack, I'm so so so sorry you have to remember all this," he said quietly. I pulled away and wiped at my tears with the end of my sleeve.

"It's okay Fe, but I remember you. You were, are, my best friend," I corrected myself. His eyes lit up and he hugged me again, this time tears of joy running down our faces.

"What's going on?" I heard a deep husky voice call from behind me. I squeaked as I jumped and spun to face my red haired roommate.

"Uh, n-nothing," I responded quickly, giving Felix a side glance. He looked confused but didn't say anything.

Mark nodded sadly and poured himself a cup of coffee before silently leaving the room again. As soon as he was gone Felix gave me a looked that screamed 'explain yourself mister' and I let out a tired sigh.

"I don't remember him Fe. If I remembered you and not him then he must not be as important as you," I said quietly. He gave me another look that said 'if only you knew'.

"Look, Jack. Mark is the most important person in your life. I won't tell you why, but know that he is. You need to figure out why on your own though," he said before leaving.

I let out a groan and leaned against the wall. My phone dinged and I realized I had pit it in my picked earlier.

Unknown Number
Breaking poor Marky's heart are we?

This again!

Me
Who are you?!

Unknown Number
Someone who knows a lot about you but you know nothing about me.

I didn't answer back. I didn't care. If they were just going to speak in stupid riddles then I wasn't playing their game.

Unknown Number
Awe, playing the silent treatment are we?

Sean has changed Unknown Number to Stalker

Stalker
Don't be like that Jack

Me
Then why don't you start explaining a few things to me?

Stalker
Like what aye?

Me
Like, who are you? How do you always know what I'm doing? How do you even know me?

Stalker
Now now Jack. You have to solve those for yourself. I can't tell you them.

Aaaarrrgggg. Why does everyone do that? Why do they leave me to solve this horrible situation alone. I can't do it alone. I can't...

Oh god, I can't breath. Not this again. I don't want to remember. I don't but I do at the same time...

Wet. That's the first thing I remember. It was raining and I had to walk home in the pouring weather. I didn't mind though, I loved the rain.

I got home but when I walked in I was greeting with horrible shouts from my parents. They told me I was useless and that gays like me shouldn't exist.

Running. That's the next thing I remember. Running and never looking back. I was running away from my parents.

My eye still stung from where my father punched me. His wedding ring had made a cut above my eye and blood was nixing with the rain and tears that raced down my face.

How could they do this to me? I thought they accepted me? But now they don't. I ran to the only place I knew I would be safe. Felix's

His family always welcome me into their house. And when they heard the story they were even more horrified. They gave me fresh clothes and told me to have a warm shower.

I remember getting sick afterwards and having to stay home with Felix's mum. I remember a pen? And writing on my arm.

I remember more writing magically appearing on my arm as I continued to write. I don't remember how or why though.

I gasped for air and fell to the floor, my cup hit the ground and shattered, sending shards everywhere. I heard footsteps running towards me and voices all around me. Then darkness. Complete, peaceful darkness.

Then, after what felt like forever, I finally felt my eyelids lightening and I was able to open them. I was on my bed again. How? I have no clue.

"Glad you're up. You scared the shit out if us." I jumped at the voice. But calmed down when I realized it was just Mark.

"Uh, s-sorry," I muttered and tried to get up but stopped when a sharp pain came from my arm. I let out a hiss as I gripped it, seeing it was wrapped in bandages.

"Careful! You sprained your wrist when you fell," Mark said quickly. I glared at Mark, giving him a judging look.

"Nah Dah!" I exaggerated. He rolled his eyes and helped me to my feet. I thanked him quietly before looking up at his deep chocolate brown eyes. I could easily get lost in them. And right then and there, I felt like I did...

Dan, dan dan, ba daaaaaaaa! Idk shush