Back to School

                                    

                                          
Hello lovely's! Sorry I havent updated in a while. I've been busy. This chapter talks suicide. Read at your own risk. Anyway, here you are!
                          
—1 week later btw—
                          
"Are you sure you want to go back to school yet Y/N? We can still wait another week!" Dad said. He was so worried about me going back, but I was ready. I needed to catch up on all the work I missed anyway. 
"Yes dad, I'm ready." I gave a soft smile and pulled him into a hug. "I'll see you when I get home." He nodded and waved me off as I walked to school. For what seemed like the first time In years, I walked alone. Sam said she needed to be there early for something today, I didn't pay much mind to it though.
                          
After about 10 minutes I made it to the doors. People were scattering everywhere, trying to get in. I on the other hand, was star struck. It felt just like it was when I was a freshman, it felt new. As if it was the first time I ever stepped in that building, I took a deep breath and paced through the doors. As I was walking to my locker, a thought hit me. Mark. He was my homeroom..I had totally forgotten. I hadn't seen him since the day I left. My stomach began to turn and I became very nervous. My anxiety almost got the best of me, but I took a few deep breaths and closed my locker. 
                          
Making my way to his door, i tried to avoid looking at him at all times. I could see him through the glass of the door, just standing at his desk waiting for everyone to arrive. 
                          
The door was slightly cracked, so I pushed it gently and walked in. Everyone's eyes including his locked on me. I kept my head down and before I even got a chance to move, I felt a pair of arms wrap around me tightly. I looked up to see bright green hair and teary eyes.
"Y/N! You're back! Oh god I was so worried! Once word got around that you..you know..I couldn't stop thinking about it!" His arms only grew tighter around me, and I latched onto him as well. It distracted my mind from Mark, at least for the few seconds we were in embrace. He let go slowly and stared into my (e/c) eyes. "Jack! I've missed you too! I'm so sorry..I don't know what came over me I just-" I was immediately cut off by Mark. 
"Y/N, pleasure to see you back. But, hands to yourself please." Mark smiled, but I could see the jealousy in his eyes. We let go of each other and Jack apologized, making his way back to his seat. There were whispers flooding the room. I heard many things, all about what had happened. 
                          
"Yes, Y/N is back. But please, refrain from gossip. It is her first day back, it must be stressful. I'm cancelling our plans for today. I have a new lesson that should be taught. Starting with Y/N, if you're okay with it, mind sharing your story?" He gestured toward me and I nodded. I was a little nervous, I knew everyone knew. I couldn't even look at Mark. I just walked over to the chalkboard and scanned the room. Sam was smiling and nodding for reassurance. I took a deep breath.
"About a week ago, I had told someone something very serious. What they said, or as a matter of fact, didn't say, shattered my heart." Sam's smile faded. She had no idea what was going on. Jack tilted his head, and everyone else stayed silent. I could feel Mark's eyes just staring at me. I took in another breath, this time it was shaky. My eyes became glossed and a single tear fell down my cheek, memories invading my mind. 
                          
"I went home that day, in tears. I couldn't stop crying. For hours I cried, over and over again. Until I had enough. I entered my bathroom and grabbed a bottle of sleeping pills, pouring as much as I could fit into my hand. I popped them in my mouth, washed it down with water, and cried, again." At this point I was full on crying. It looked like I was in a movie and someone just died. Although, someone did. A huge part of me died. I still felt completely numb and it grew into a deep depression. 
                          
"Next thing I know, I was in the hospital." The whole room stayed quiet. Sam was looking down at her desk, Jack was looking at me directly, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see a blurry vision of Mark. He was crying. He turned to me, took a shaky breath, and began to speak. 
"I had heard rumors, Ms Y/N. I didn't know it was true. I honestly thought you were going to shut them down, I was wrong. I didn't even expect you to be here today." I still couldn't bring myself to look at him. I bit my lip and breathed heavily, my body shaking. I heard the sound of a chair grinding against the floor and felt a pair of arms around me. They were smaller this time, it was Sam. 
"When I found you, I was so scared. Y/N, I'm just so sorry. But, if you don't mind me asking, what was said? Or..what wasn't said, and by who?" She was crying too. In fact, most of the class was. She pulled away and my breaths hitched. My mind brought me back to what happened, causing me to cry even more. 
"I-I-I- shouldn't have come here.." I choked the words out the best I could and left the classroom. My hand covered my mouth and I sobbed. I heard the door open behind me, and a voice. 
"I'll be right back. Stay put."
I knew that voice all too well. It made me want to vomit. I felt a hand on my shoulder slowing me down. 
"Y/N..what the hell?! Are you serious?" He spun me around and for a split second our eyes met. His were insanely red and puffy. "I-" "You had me worried sick! First you storm out of my house without giving me a chance to speak, then I hear rumors the next day about you, which by the way turned out to be true! And then you show up unexpectedly after a week of no signs or anything. Why?" Hi tilted my Chin up forcing me to look at him. It was only us in the hallways, reminding me he could say anything he wanted. A lump formed in my throat and it hurt to speak. I somehow managed to get these words out. "I'm sorry..Mr Fishbach..What I said at your house..I shouldn't have an-" His lips embraced with mine, it was soft and passionate. 
"This isn't about what happened at my house. I could care less about what happened there. It's the fact that you tried to kill yourself, you tried to leave me. Y/N, I don't want to lose you. I could never bare with myself if I lost you. Fuck Y/N, I love you. I love you to death! I'm in love with you. I don't give to shits about this job. Y/N, I want you to marry me." And with those words, I fell to my knees. My tears suddenly became tears of joy, and I couldn't speak. He kneeled infront of me, looking into my eyes. All I could do was nod, and wrap my arms around him. I could feel his smile in my neck. "I love you too Mark." He let go and helped me off the ground. "I'm going to go back to class now. I kind of have to..I forgot we were in school..here," He pulled a silver key ring with two keys out of his pocket. "This one is to my car and the other to my house. I'll see you when I get home Okay?" I hesitantly took them from his hand and pulled him in for a kiss. "Okay..bye Mark." He smiled and turned. "Bye my lovely wife." The way he said that made my heart skip a beat. This was all too perfect. 
                          
IMPORTANT PLEASE READ
Yes, they've only known each other for like 2 weeks. I know. This is all moving too fast. I know. Just trust me, it will be worth it to keep reading. I have a major plot twist planned. Trust me on this one!!! Okay, bye my lovely's!