Shattered dreams (Jacksepticeye fanfic)

Chapter 1: hate

Jack's POV

  *RING DING* my eyes slowly opened, he pick up his phone to turn off his alarm, it was 6:28 am. Jack slid out of his bed and walked downstairs. He pulled out some leftover pizza and ate it. (duh) I suddenly felt a cold breeze, as if somthing bad was going to happen, i shivered. Huh weird,Well since It's only 6 am guess I'll make a video. But first let's browse the Internet! I then hop into my recording room and open up my computer. "What the?" I say in shock. There was a bunch of notifications, and all of them was hate. From youtube,Tumblr, twitter and instagram. "HOW DARE YOU JACK! THAT SO DISRESPECTFUL!" "YOU SCUM BAG" "YOU CUNT. THAT'S WHY SIGNE BROKE UP WITH YOU!" there was much more hate comments, but the last one cut deep. My eyes started to sting But out of nowhere I get logged out of youtube. I just sit there in shock. What had I done? Was it a joke I made? Was it a tweet I accidentally retweeted? What did I do? I just shook my head and went to twitter to find out what I did wrong. There it was, the tweet. It was pinned, so everybody could see. My eyes started to water, there was 1,347 comments, on one tweet. The tweet was horrible and racist and sexist at the same time. I didn't post this. I know I didnt, did I? I took  deep breath and clicked to see the comments, that was one of the Biggest mistakes of my life. So many of the comments  blaming me for something I didn't post, fans, viewers, celebrity's even my youtuber friends.
Nobody's POV.

  Jack just sat there, tears streaming down his cheaks, in shock scrolling down threw the hundreds of hate he was getting. Soon jack had enough, he slowly closed his computer and sat there, choking on his tears. After a moment he got a text from someone. It was mark. Jack was going to read it then remembered that he was one of the people who commented on the tweet.  Jack held his breath and read marks text.
-Text mode-
Mark: Jack what is wrong with you!
Jack: What do you mean?
Mark: Oh you know what you did and so does everybody else! How dare you Jack!
Jack: Mark I did not do that! I promise!
Mark: uh huh, so you mean to tell me that all those replies to fans are not you too? Bullshit.
Jack: I SAID I DIDN'T DO IT!!
Mark: Look how your acting! The same way you were on that tweet! I can't believe you Sean.
-texting mode off-
Jacks blood began to boil, How dare he accuse jack of a tweet he didn't even write. Jack thew his phone at the wall out of Rage, *CRACK* Jack stopped, his eyes widened. "SHIT!" Jack ran to his shattered phone on the floor. Jack began to cry again, not because of his really expensive phone, because of what he was becoming. Jack took a deep breath, he wiped his tears, and threw on some outside clothes and walked outside. A few minutes after jack walk outside he heard this. " HEY ITS THAT RACIST CUNT FROM YOUTUBE." Jack stopped, "Shit." Jack looked behind him, Jack suddenly felt a unbearable pain on his left cheak. A man had punched him across the face. The man didn't stop there, he punched jack in the chest and kicked jack down to the floor, the man didn't stop hurting jack until he saw blood, and he did. He eventually stopped and walked off, on the other hand jack was still on the floor. Jack sat up and hovered over his eye, blood began to pour down his cheak. Jack got up ( barely) and limped his way back to his house. He eventually arrived and collapsed to the floor next to the door. Jack began crying, Which stung since he had a cut on his eye. Jack waddled upstairs to the bathroom and cleaned his self up.   

Hai mah peoples! So uh anti doesn't have anything to do with the story, I just liked the pic, and it was the only pic of jack looking depressed. K baii!