Rumors

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(Jack's POV) 

God, I love this raven-haired boy... I fell hard fer him. I was about tuh' kiss him until my ma walked in. I felt Mark tense up and blush, not knowin' who she was. 

"Oh," I chuckled nervously. "Hi, Ma..." 
"Sean?" she began. "Who is this?" 
"Oh... this is my boyfriend, Ma. Mark, this is my mom. Ma, this is Mark..." 

She just looked at him for a minute, then smiled wide. 

"I'm so happy fer ya both!" she grinned. "Nice tuh' meet ya, Mark!" 

She then hugged him and he did nothin', being a little shy. I giggled lightly at the scene, seein' my mom and boyfriend gettin' along somewhat. But I know Mark'll warm up tuh' her sooner or later. Almost everyone does... 

The next day... 

When we left school that afternoon, I saw that Mark was a little nervous. I understood perfectly, but I would make sure that Ace didn't mess with him. 

"Merk, it'll be okay," I tell him. 
"I hope so," he sighed. "I pray to God that rumors haven't been spread althroughout the day..." 
"And if they have, I'll shut 'em down REAL quick." 

He smiled up at me and I held his hand as we got off the bus. Just then, a blonde guy walked up to him. I recognized him, and it was Felix Kjellberg. 

"Mark, come with me," he began. 
"Why? What's going on?!" 
"People have started several rumors about you... I've heard quite a few." 
"I fucking new it..." 

He started freakin' out, but I held him and stayed with him, whisperin' sweet nothings into his ear, tryin' to calm him. 

"I'll make sure this ends... TODAY." 

I then saw Jeremy Pittman, tha' school quarterback, comin' over, smilin' and gigglin' at Jack. Once he came over, he scanned over Mark and I saw him lick his lips.
I growled towards Jeremy lowly, but I wouldn't do anythin' until they did 'er said somethin' tuh' Mark. I don't need tuh' get in trouble...

"Well, hello, Mark-y," Jeremy snickered. 
"Fuck off, Jeremy," Mark scoffed at him, not in the mood. "I'm not in tha' mood fer yer shite!" 
"Aww... are you just denying you like me? I know you do..." 
"Fook off, buddy," I growled at him, backin' him away. "He's mine..." 
"Oh, so you're fucking Jack now, huh?" 

I saw Mark's eyes begin tuh' tear up as he was about tuh' start cryin', and I was DONE. 

"SHUT THA' FOOK UP!!" I growled, grabbin' him by his collar. "Ya ignorant little shit! If ya would actually take the time tuh' fookin' listen tuh' Mark's side of the story, you'd know what Ace did tuh' him was not fuckin' consensual!! But then again, ya don't have tha' fookin' decency or audacity tuh' do that, now do ya?! Oh, wait! I forget, ya don't even have the fookin' BRAIN CELLS tuh' think, do ya?!" 

Jeremy just looked at me, along with tha' crowd of people. Their mouths were hangin' open. And I wasn't even done yet. I saw phones whipped out and recordin', but I didn't care at this point. 

"And ya always go off of what other little gossipers and social medias say! Is there ever a fookin' time where your head isn't stuck in social media or up someone else's ass?! I swear, ya have tuh' be the most incompetent, vapid, lummox cretin that I've ever come into contact with!! And I swear to God above, if you EVER make fun of Mark again, I will kick yer ass so bad that ya won't be able to sit fer two months straight! AND THAT GOES FER ANYONE!! THINK I WON'T!" 

I threw him on tha' ground, angrier than a hornet's nest. Mark held my shoulder, tryin' tuh' calm me down, tellin' me it's okay, that I need to calm down some. I looked at him and took a deep breath, startin' tuh' calm down...
I saw Jeremy get up out of tha' corner of me eye, and he hit tha' shit out of me. I got up quickly, however, and shoved him into tha' wall.
He now had a thin line of blood goin' down his head. As did I from that punch, but I couldn't feel it. However, I felt my veins pressin' against my head as I leaned up tuh' his face, growlin'. He stared at me in fear. 

"Ya EVER come near me or Mark again," I growled into his ear. "I'll make sure that ya won't set FOOT intuh' this school again. I have so much fookin' dirt on ya, it's not funny... Understood?" 

He then nodded in fear, a few tears runnin' down his face. I dropped him, and he rushed over to his friends. I then took Mark by the hand and tha' crowd parted, lettin' us through... 

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