WARNING!!!!!! IF YOU DID NOT LISTEN TO THE LAST WARNING YOU MUST LISTEN NOW!!!! VERY SENSITIVE TOPICS COME UP SO PLEASE BE ADVISED!!!! 

(Mark's P.O.V.)

I walk into the school building just like any other day. I go to my locker and I get my things just like any other day. I go to the empty classroom to check on Jack just like any other day. But Jack isn't there. Not like every other day. I frown as I open the door, looking around the room completely. He isn't here. He's gone. Where could he be? Could something have happened? Is he okay? Oh my god... 

My breathing starts to become irregular and before I know it, I'm leaning against the wall on the brink of a panic attack. Oh god, with the state of mind he's in, he could be anywhere doing anything. Or god if something happened and someone took him, or hurt him, he'll let them. He won't fight back. He'll cry and cower, but that won't be enough for some people. 

He could be hurt. Or dead. Oh god, what if he's dead? I swear to god if he's dead, I'll murder whoever did it. Oh god, please be okay, I swear if he isn't okay. What if he's home? What if he's crying? What if - I gasp, my head snapping up to meet blue eyes. But not Jack's blue eyes. 

"Felix." I breath. He nods. 

"Listen to me Mark. Focus on me. It's okay. Just breathe." He speaks slowly and softly, taking deep breaths. Before to long I start copying his breathing pattern, calming myself down. He nods more, smiling. "Good. Good. You're doing great. Just keep breathing." He says, breathing more, and I follow along. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Over and over. Until finally, my breathing is once again regular. "Alright. Now tell me, what's wrong?" He asks, his soft expression falling into one of concern. I shake my head slowly, inhaling deeply before speaking. 

"Jack isn't here." I say simply. Felix's eyes widen and he steps back a few steps. 

"We gotta find him. You search the back of the school and the classrooms, I'll check the hallways and bathrooms." He says, determined to find his friend. I nod, running down the halls (despite the rules) and only stopping once I get to the back of the building. And in only ten minutes, Felix and I are back at the empty classroom. Both of us still have no clue where Jack is. 

"I'm going to call his mom. If she doesn't know where he is, we're screwed." I say, speed-dialing Hannah. And in only a couple rings she answers. 

"Mark? Aren't you in school?" She asks, but I ignore the question. 

"Is Jack home?" I ask. It's silent for a few seconds before she answers. 

"I wouldn't know. I left on an emergency business trip last night." She says. My eyes widen. 

"You left him alone?" I ask, voice catching at the end. 

"Yes. I had no choice! I would have been fired if I didn't go! Why? Is something wrong?" She asks, worried now. I shake my head. 

"I'll tell you if it is." I say, hanging up. "He might be home alone. I have to go." I say, and Felix understands, letting me run away and towards Jack's house.

***

I open the door quickly, running into the house after closing the door behind me. 

"Jack?" I yell, running through the first floor of the house. No answer. "Jack!" I yell again, but I get nothing in return. "Seán!" I yell finally, fed up. Please be okay... Nothing. I run upstairs, immediately going to his room. It's a mess, but no Jack. I cry out in frustration, before turning and running down the hall only to stop when I see the bathroom door open just a crack, the light from inside pouring into the hall. I stop. 

"Jack?" I ask. Nothing. Oh fuck... I open the door, gasping. Tears come to my eyes immediately, as I fall to the ground, taking Jack's head into my lap. "Oh my god! Seán!" I yell, shaking him. Trying to get him to wake up. But to no avail. I look around, only to see many, many spilled pills on the floor. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. 

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I grab my phone, tears pouring down my cheeks as I shake Jack more, trying to get him to wake up but to no avail. I dial 911, and in one ring they answer. Oh my god...

***

"He'll be fine. Lucky you got to him when you did though, otherwise he'd be gone. However, he is in a coma state and we don't know when he'll wake up. He took a lot of pills, but it's impossible to tell exactly how much, which makes it harder for us to say when he'll wake up... Or if he'll wake up at all."

***

"Why?" I ask quietly. Wade looks over at me with a quizzical look, as I just stare at the floor with tears in my eyes. Apparently Felix asked him to check up on me, so I told him we were at the hospital and now we're just sitting in the waiting room together in silence. That is, until I broke the silence. "Why would he do it?" I ask, even quieter than before. It's silent for a moment more, before he sighs. 

"I heard him talking yesterday." He says. I look over at him with a sharp turn of my head, now extremely curious. He keeps talking. "He was muttering about how you were a traitor. And how he hated you, but then how he didn't mean it. He kept asking over and over why you would say such a thing, but I didn't know what he was talking about." Great, so another dead end. 

"Until I remembered what you said that first day we found him." My eyes narrow, but I still say nothing. What did I say? What made him think I was a traitor? "Seán. To the best of his knowledge, you were the only one that knew that name. And yet..." Wade shakes his head, looking at the ground now. "When he walked in, and saw his desk, there it was. Seán. He was so broken already, he thought you wrote it." And I do remember. 

On the desk. I completely forgot about it, skimmed past it. But no wonder. 

"The person who did write it must have heard me say it at some point." I whisper. Wade only nods in agreement, and once again it's silent. God, I hope he wakes up...

A/N: I warned you <3