A/n: it's long so hope you enjoy :)
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-Lunch-

~Mark~

I shove all my books in my bag as the lunch bell rang while other students rushed eagerly out of the treacherous classroom.

I don't even bother looking at my phone to see if there's any texts or missed calls, I just rush to the school roof as fast as I could because I know there is something wrong with Jack.

~ Jack ~

Guess there's no going back now. No matter what, Mark will see how hideous I am. I sigh miserably as I hear a door open and shut, I tense up when I hear a deep worried voice.

"Jack!"

~ Mark ~

I inch closer to him and I see him tensing up, he looks okay by what I can see. I sighed in relief as I now knew that my Jacky was okay.

And for one moment everything was perfect, and then that moment ended. He sat up and turned around, now facing me I see something I'd never expected to see.

Eyes widened, heart beating faster I ran towards him and hugged him tight. Tears started forming in his eyes as we break apart.

"Jack, what happened?!" I say frantically as I delicately swipe away a stray tear falling from his bruised icy blue eye.

"You p-promised you wouldn't freak out.." He whimpered.

"Of course I'm gonna freak out! You're hurt! Who did this to you?!" I say frightened and angry.

"I don't want to stay here.. Can we go somewhere else?" He whimpered once more.

"U-uh ya ya sure, I'll bring you home-" he cut me off.

"No!!" He yelled with fear in his eyes.

"P-please, can we go to your house..?" He said as more tears began to well up in his eyes.

I nodded curious and worried as to why he doesn't want to go home but I shrug it off as I help him walk to the exit since he is limping.

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We get to my house and get inside. We go up to my room and I help him sit on the edge of my bed while I pull up a chair from my desk to sit in front of him, taking hold of his hands.

"Jack, please, tell me what's going on" I say desperately not breaking contact with him.

He sighs and wipes more tears away from his eyes and looks up at me, I notice his grip on my hands get tighter from fear.

"This is going to b-be a lot.. And please p-promise me you won't do anything you'll regret" he said.

"I promise"

"M-my uh... The reason why I-... I have-..Ugh.." He stutters.

"Jack, it's okay... You can tell me" I say softly, rubbing my thumb over his pale hand.

He nods.

"I don't know.." He said defeated as more tears began to fall.

I hush him soothingly as I warmly hug him, rubbing circles on his back.

"I know this is tough, but I promise you, nobody will hurt you anymore. I won't let it happen, You're safe okay?" He breaks from the embrace and sniffles.

"How about I start off simple?"

He nods.

"Who did this to you?" I gently push strands of his faded green hair away from his eyes.

"M-my..Mother.." He said tensing up and shutting his eyes tight.

HIS MOM DID THIS TO HIM?!?!? Oh so help me if I could go knock some sense into that bitch right now then I would but that wouldn't be best for Jack at the moment.

"Why did she do this to you?" I say trying not to burst with anger.

"Y-you aren't mad..?" He asked very surprised.

"Baby, I'm furious right now but I made a promise didn't I?" I said calmly on the outside when meanwhile I feel like a volcano about to erupt on the inside.

He nods.

"U-um...she does t-this to me..cause...well, I don't know w-why.." He says unsurely.

"What do you mean you don't know?" I ask.

"She's always drunk... Come to think of it I've never seen her sober since we m-moved here" he sniffles.

"Why is she aloud to do this to you? Where is your dad in all this?" I must have struck a nerve because he let go of my hands after I asked that.

He brought his knees to his chest about to cry but winced as he did so and clutched his side in pain.

"Hey hey hey take it easy, what's wrong" I say holding one hand on his shoulder and the other by his injured side.

He sighs looking into my eyes with instant worry and fear. But he slowly lifts up his shirt, wincing and whimpering to reveal a big bloody bandage that's the length of his left side to his right and dark black and blue bruises surrounding it.

I gasp at what I see and my heart sinks.

"Jack! Oh my g-god hang on I'll get the first aid kit" I run to the bathroom, grab it out of the cabinet and run back to my room.

I frantically get the necessary bandages and cleaners ready and gently approach his bloody bandaged area but he backs up, his eyes flickering between my hand and my eyes.

"I won't hurt you Jack, please let me help" I say softly.

He hesitates but let's me continue. I take off the bandage as best I could without hurting him too much, I see scratches and scrapes around little holes spread around the damaged area. I furrow my brows, I thought I saw a tiny piece of something but wasn't too sure what it was.

I look back up at his teary eyes, "Jack I hate to ask you but... What was all this from?" I say, grabbing tweezers trying to distract him from what I'm about to do.

"...My mom likes to smash empty alcohol bottles everywhere, we uh..got in a fight and I slipped...landing on the glass" he says full of sorrow.

I sadly nod.

"Can you take a deep breath for me Jacky?" I ask getting ready with the tweezers.

"Why?" He asked puzzled.

"Please?" I said.

He nodded and did as he was told, as he inhaled I quickly pulled out a tiny piece of glass and held a cotton ball with peroxide to the open wound.

"AHH!" He screamed in pain and looking at me with a 'why the fuck did you just do that to me' face.

"You missed a piece" I say showing him then putting it in the garbage along with the old and bandage he was wearing.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you baby" I said finishing wrapping the new clean gauze around him and pulling his shirt down, kissing his forehead.

"It's okay" he said looking down at his fingers in his lap.

I put the kit elsewhere and sit next to him on my bed. He leans his head on my shoulder as I do so.

"How bout' we take a break and watch a movie or something, hm?"

He nods and gets comfy in my bed as I turn on my tv and put on Doctor Who. I get in bed beside him and wrap my arm around his small frame as he rests his head on my chest. I smile to myself knowing that he is safe in my arms and nobody will ever harm him again.

"Mark..?" He says tiredly.

"Ya?"

"I love you"

I smile, rubbing my fingers gently through his soft hair.

"I love you more"