(Mark's P.O.V.)

As soon as I walk through my apartment doors I'm engulfed in a hug. 

"Oh my god, thank god you're okay." Tom says, chuckling. I just stand wide eyed. 

"I thought you had class." I say. He shakes his head. 

"As soon as I got your text I left. And I called into work. Neither of us are going in today." He says. I nod, hugging him back. 

"Thank god." I whisper. He nods. We just stand there hugging for a minute before he pulls away. 

"Okay. Okay. Are you sure you're okay?" He asks. I nod. 

"Yeah. Physically I'm okay. Mentally... Not sure." I say, chuckling a bit. That was scary as all hell, and I'd be surprised if that didn't scar me for a while. Whatever damage it did to me though, it did like triple that to Jack. Even when I dropped him off at his house he was still a mess, though as soon as his parents opened the door he stopped crying, went back to the Jack I know. 

"Do they know what happened?" Tom asks as we both go to sit on the couch. I shake my head. 

"No, not yet. They didn't find a gun or anybody with a gun. Tomorrow they'll be doing searches, metal detectors are gonna be installed along with more cameras, better security." I answer. Tom's eyes go wide. 

"Wait, they're gonna have the school open tomorrow?" He asks. I nod. It surprised me too, but I understand. I mean, school's important and no one got hurt. He shakes his head. "You don't have to go if you don't want too." He makes sure I know. I nod with a bit of a smile. 

"Alright. Thanks." I say. He nods. I get up to go but he hugs me one last time. 

"I'm so glad you're okay." He says quietly. I nod. 

"I am too." I say. And with that he lets go and I walk to my room, sighing. I collapse on the bed, closing my eyes. I don't know how much sleep I'm gonna get tonight. That was terrifying, that whole thing. Absolutely terrifying. I hope Jack's okay, maybe I should Kik message him. I yawn. Actually, I'm really tired... Before I can do anything or think anything else I'm fast asleep.

(Jack's P.O.V.)

I've been upstairs, sitting in the corner of my room with my knees up against my chest, hugging my knees and rocking back and forth, for the past half hour. I can't stop thinking about what happened, I can't stop thinking that I'm gonna be sitting here listening to music and all of a sudden I'm gonna hear a gunshot from downstairs, I can't stop thinking that maybe I won't get so lucky and I'll die, or worse, Mark'll die. Oh my god... 

I bite my lip, and I stop rocking. You know what? Music. I've been sitting here in silence. Music'll help. Yeah. I get up slowly, walking over to my end table and plugging my phone in. I then start music but not my normal music. No, I play the one playlist on my phone that isn't metal or rock but the few slower songs I actually like. 

Then I just go back to my corner, though this time I take a blanket cause dear god it's cold in here. I wrap the blanket around myself and I sit down again, just leaning against the wall. I pull the blanket tighter around my shoulders, remembering what it felt like to be in Mark's arms. I hated breaking down in front of him like that, but I'm so glad he comforted me and held me. 

And he said he forgives me. Does he really or was he just saying that to calm me down? I hope he does. I really hope he does. Cause I really don't know what I'd do without him at this point. A month ago if this happened I would have been hiding on my own, trying so hard not to cry, I'd be snapping at everyone... I'd be without Mark and I don't want that anymore, I don't want to think about that anymore, what it would be like without him. God... I hear a knock on my door and I sigh, wiping the newly formed tears away. 

"Sean? Sean are you okay?" I hear Ma. I nod a bit. 

"I'm fine Ma." I say. She enters my room anyways. It's just her, Dad isn't here. As much as I love him, I don't want him here. I don't even really want Ma here, but if one of my parents are intent on comforting me, I rather it be Ma then Dad. She sighs and closes my door behind her, sitting down next to me. 

"You're sitting here in the corner with a blanket wrapped around you. And don't fake it, I can see you were crying." Damn it Ma, you can always see everything. You can always see through me... "You aren't okay. When will you just let me comfort you?" She asks. I close my eyes. 

The real reason? Because the only comforting I want right now is Mark's but he isn't here. The fake reason "Because I'm seventeen." It's a lousy excuse, but it's better then nothing. Ma sighs. 

"It does't matter sweetie. What you just went through... You deserve someone to comfort you." She says. I bite my lip, letting a tear slip. Soon enough Ma has her arms wrapped around me. "I'm so sorry that happened. But I'm so happy you're okay." She says, and I nod. I can't get myself to say anything, I just hug her back. And we sit there in the corner of my room hugging for the first time in years. But, even though it's nice, I can't help but want Mark to be here too.

A/N: And there ya go! No deaths, no terrible nuclear wars, just a shooting at the school. And we got to see another side of Jack! Anyways, the real reason I wanted to put an A/N here is because I wanted to say... I JUST FINISHED THIS!!! 

So for those of you who don't know I write my stories on Pages first so I have the stories personally and then I copy and paste them onto Wattpad. Just today I finished the last chapter of this story, so look forward to it because you are only half way through... Literally! This is a 50 chapter story, 135 pages on Pages. I'm very proud, and I hope you all enjoy it!