Don't Wake Me Up || Septiplier
I looked up at Mark, his soft brown eyes stared back in a caring manner. My eyes fell back down to my feet, not wanting to look at Mark in this situation.
"Sean," he whispered, trailing his finger along my jaw line to my chin, lifting it up a bit. His hand gently wrapped around my wrist and pulled it up to our faces. "Please, tell me who gave you these. I've asked you a million times, and I need to know. Please." His voice came out soothing and gentle, but it also held a tone of seriousness.
My eyelids fluttered as I held back my tears, and I looked over towards the bruise covering my left arm. I couldn't tell him. That would get me killed. My parents wouldn't hesitate to kill me.
They've made that clear.
Sean McLoughlin had a horrid life. From abusive parents to being bullied in school, he felt like he was alone.
But when one day, he accidentally bumps into one of the most well known guy in the whole school, Mark Fischbach, he wasn't expecting his whole life to flip upside down.