Mark and Jack were driving home after a long day at VidCon. The couple were laughing and telling jokes. Mark was driving, and Jack told a hilarious joke.

   "All right, Mark. What starts with 'S' and ends with 'Y'?"

   "I don't know. What?"

   "SCREW YOU, BILLY!" Mark was laughing so hard he let go of the steering wheel, and then crashed into an upcoming vehicle. The crash killed Jack instantly, and Mark fainted. Mark then awoke in the hospital, and his mother and brother, Tom, were there. Mark had a broken arm, and a broken nose.

   "Mom? Tom? What happened to Jack?" Mark was really concerned. After all, Jack was his boyfriend. His mother began to tear up. Tom looked at Mark and began speaking.

   "Mark, I'm sorry to tell you this but..." Tom began to cry, and so did Mark.

   "What? Tell me! What happened to my little Jackaboy!?"

   "The car crash... killed him instantly... I'm sorry, bro." Mark sat up in bed, and began crying. He ran out of the room and outside. He was sitting on a bench, and his glasses were covered in tears.

   "Jack, why did you leave me so soon. Come back. Please." His voice cracked. After he calmed down, he went back to his room, and sat on the bed.

   "Mark, honey. I'm sorry. Things like this happen. If I could bring him back, I would." His mother said. Mark smiled, and hugged his mom.

   "Thanks mom. I love you."

~FAST FORWARD TWO WEEKS~

   Jack's funeral was the week before, and Mark couldn't stop thinking about it. He still had his cast on, and was trying not to scratch it.

   "Heh. If Jack were here, he would scratch it carefully for me." Mark's eyes filled with tears. Then, he got an idea. He grabbed his car keys, and drove to the only place he could still see Jack. The cemetery.

   It was raining, and Mark didn't bring an umbrella. He walked over to Jack's grave.

~Sean William McLoughlin~
       1990-2016

   The sight of those words made Mark cry. He ran back to his car, opened the trunk, and pulled out a shovel. He dug up Jack's coffin and opened it. The body wasn't rotted at all. Jack still had his bright, green hair, and his formal suit on. Mark blushed, and hugged the body tightly.

   "Jack, it's all my fault you're gone. I'm so sorry. I love you." Mark placed his forehead on Jack's and closed the gap. Jack's lips were cold, and dead. Mark then felt two hands hug him back. He looked at the body, and it looked good as new. Jack smiled as his left eye turned green. He then whispered something in Mark's ear.

   "I've been waiting..."

~AN~
The feels. They're too real. I'm not gonna post another one tomorrow, because I'm posting this late at night. I couldn't wait any longer to post this so I hope you enjoyed it!!! :D