mark sliced his skin once more.
he stared blankly at the wall in front of him.
he was pretty sure he was sitting on some blood but that was fine.
he heard the loud bangs on his door but ignored them.
mark just started playing with his blade after he was done with his last slice.
he heard the shouts of "mark" through his door, but again, he ignored them.
he didn't know anymore.
all the memories came back to him.
he didn't know what to feel anymore.
the emotions came back to him.
he didn't want that anymore.
the pain he felt.
mark slowly started to raise his pocket knife.
he shouldn't feel them anymore.
the mocks and punches he went through.
mark slowly rose the knife higher and higher, directed at his heart.
his heart can't take anymore.
mark quickly dove the knife.
BANG.
before the knife could enter his chest, his door broke down.
mark looked at the now broken door laying on the floor in shock.
he looked up to see his furious, crying younger brother.
mark dropped the knife, caught red-handed...literally.
joey quickly ran towards mark and embraced him, as he sobbed on mark's shoulder.
"why did you do it again, mark??? why?" joey cried out.
all mark gave him was a blank stare in response.
he was bound to do it again sometime.
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Fanfiction{SEQUEL TO HATE ME} fake smiles, teary nights, and two broken hearts is the literal definition of mark and jackson started-july 27,2017 ended-august 3, 2018 - - - thank you -soulitamed for my cover (: ©jacks_hiswang
