Mark's POV
I lay on my hospital bed tapping my finger against the bedsheets. I had been trying to relax but I just couldn't. I was too worried about Jack.

Its been almost two whole days and the police haven't found a single trace of Jack. It was tearing me apart.

My parents took away all my pens so I couldn't try to contact Jack even if I wanted to. And I wanted to so badly.

"Mark?" I heard a soft weak voice call. I looked at the source if the notice to see Felix leaning on the doorway. His face was pale and tear stained. His eyes were tired and heavy and his hair was all over the place.

"How much sleep have you gotten?" I asked him concerned. He looked to the floor as he slowly and weakly walked over to me.

"None. I can't sleep knowing Jack isn't safe." his voice clearly showed how tired he was.

"Me neither. I can understand his you feel. He's your best friend and doesn't leave your side too much," I tried to comfort him but it didn't really work out right.

"I know you're trying Mark, But... You suck at comforting people," Felix said laughing. I giggled slightly before frowning.

"I'm sorry. If I hadn't have changed my mind and gone to the shops then I would have been there to help protect him," I said as tears formed in my eyes. He pulled me into a hug, rubbing my back gently to comfort me.

"It's not your fault Mark. You couldn't have know Jack would have been captured. Hell, you got stabbed in the leg. You should be worrying about your health more then you are!" He said frantically.

"How can I? My true love has been kidnapped by a fucking psycho!" I snapped at him angrily. He jumped back and looked at me scared. My expression shortened and I looked down.

"Sorry. I guess I'm just paranoid. I've been talking to Jack for ages and now I got to talk and see him in person and he gets taken away from me. I'm sorry I yelled at you. I understand you're feeling the same since you grew up with Jack and that I shouldn't just make it about myself. Its just... Difficult," I said quietly.

He put a hand on my shoulder and gave me an understanding look. I nodded and carefully lay down on the uncomfortable bed and sighed. 

"This place sucks so much. The food is bland and tasteless, the bed is extremely uncomfortable and a doctor or nurse is constantly walking in and checking on me and it's just driving me insane," I said closing my eyes.

"I know, but you'll be out soon and we will find Jack. Don't worry about it too much. It isn't good for your health," he said sitting in a chair near me.

Felix is a legend. Here he is, broken and clearly distressed and he's comforting me. How is he holding it together so well? I know he has probably been crying a lot at home but he is holding it together so well right now. And for that I look up to him.

"Yeah, we'll find Jack. In sure of it."

Yeah, these are going to be a lot shorter sorry. I am getting way too much homework like omfg!

I hope ye liked me storeeeee. I'm so sorry I haven't written more. FORGIVE ME!!!!