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|Monday|

~ Mark ~

"Hurry sweetie you'll be late for school!" Yelled my mother. I yell back an 'okay'  as I grabbed a piece of toast from the plate on the counter and rush out the door.

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~ Jack ~

"Get up you piece of shit!" My mom yelled from across the hall.

I let out a big sigh, school. Before Mark, school was the safest place for me. Ya there's bullies but what they do is nothing compared to what my mother does. Their punches are like flys, my mother's are like a train running into my face. Big difference.

I get my shit together without another word and get to school.

At least I get to see Mark.

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~ 3rd person ~

*Ring!!!*

The school bell rings as the last few students of Cassville high enter their assigned classrooms. Papers flying through the now empty hallways with the 'skippers' occasionally exiting the building with no one to care.

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Mark looks around in his English room to see almost every student present. He looks beside him where he would usually see a green headed boy but to no avail, none other than his own boyfriend is not there.

He starts getting worried and remembers what Jack had said the last time they saw each other.

"The next time you see me.. I won't be.. The same"

Mark had hoped he meant a haircut. But his heart knew it was something worse.

He took out his phone quietly, making sure not to disturb the grumpy ol' teacher who was teaching the same boring lesson that everybody already knew, and sent a text to Jack.
(Mark)

|_Jack_|

Jack, you're not in class so where are you?
Hello?
Jack you're worrying me
Where are you?

It took Jack about 15 minutes to answer Mark. Jack was at the school the entire time but too afraid to show his bruised face and body to Mark. Jack thought he was ugly and useless, he thought Mark would think that of him too, so he avoided going to class. Where was he you ask? He was silently crying in the boys bathroom, knees to his chest and head buried in his arms, sitting on the toilet in a locked stall.

|_Mark_|

Jack, you're not in class so where are you?
Hello?
Jack you're worrying me
Where are you?

I'm not leaving where I am right now, but if you promise to not freak out and I mean it, then meet me on the school roof

When?

Lunch.

Okay.. I'm glad you're safe, you really scared me

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