It Seems That Mark Has Lost Jack For Good.... He's Given Up. Mark Sighed As He Walked Home, Regretting Even Asking Why He Wanted Jack To Move In, Regretting Everything He's Done To Hurt Him. Mark Sighed And Left A Note On Jack's Door, It Read:

"Dear Seán, I've Been Thinking You Should Just Move Back To Your Old Home. I'm Sorry That I've Been Hurting You, And That I've Been So Horny Lately. I Just Have A Crush On You.... And That I Love Every About You... So You Can Move Back If You Want To..."

Mark Sighed And Went To His Room, Crying.

«A Few Weeks Later...» Jack Was Done With His Stay, His Eye Was Healed, And He Waved Goodbye To Cry, Marzia, And Felix. Mark Hadn't Been Dealing With The Fight That Well, He Was Still Emotional About It. Jack Made His Way Up To The House And Opened The Door, All The Lights Were Off And The Place Was Dusty. Jack Got Worried, "Mark?" He Asked Softly. Jack Walked Up The Stairs, Seeing A Note On His Door. He Read It And Immediately Ran To Mark's Room, Seeing That It Was Dark And He Wasn't In There. Jack Started Crying And Fell To His Knees, Letting A Few Tears Drop Into The Carpet. "Marky...." He Whispered. Mark Was Busy Talking To Bob And Wade, Explaining That Throwing The Can At Jack Wasn't His Intention. "I'm Sorry That He's Gone, Mark..." Bob Sighed, Wade Nodded. "It's Fine." Mark Said, Waving And Leaving. Mark Opened The Door, Hearing Faint Sobs And Banging On The Floor. "Huh?" He Asked Himself, Walking Upstairs. He Saw Jack, Banging His Fist On The Floor While He Lay On The Carpet. "Seán? Why Are You Crying?" The Older Male Asked, Making The Smaller Male Startled. "Hi, Mark..." He Wiped Most Of His Tears, Mark Knelt Down And Held His Arms Out, Jack Crawled Into His Arms And Was Lifted Up. "I'm Sorry I Hit You..." Mark Sighed, "It's... Okay." Jack Mumbled. The American Began Walking To Jack's Bedroom, Placing Him On The Bed. "I'm So Sorry." Mark Kept Saying, The Small Male Chuckled. "Mark, You Can Stop Apologizing!" He Exclaimed, Making Mark Sigh. "I Want You To Feel Comfortable." The Older Male Said, Pulling Off Jack's Sneakers. "Um... Okay?" He Said. "What Are You- AH!" He Was Covered In A Mass Of Sheets, Muffling His Speech. Jack Popped Out Of The Pile, Frowning At Mark's Actions. "Mark! Stop!" He Yelled, Standing Up. "Why?" Mark Asked, "Because It's Too Weird!" The Small Male Left His Room. Jack Sighed And Felt The Need To Sleep, So He Slept On The Couch.

«Time Skip...» Jack's Vision Was Blurry. He Just Saw This Blob Of Color. His Eyes Began To Adjust More, Then Seeing The Blob Was Mark. "GAH!" He Screamed, Jumping Up And Cowering Behind A Pillow.