Its been about a week since I've told Jack about what started my cutting. Things have gotten tense between us, even the kids & Mark have noticed. I sigh for the 600th time this day. The kids are asleep & Jack & I are sitting at the kitchen table across from eachother, drinking Jack Daniel's Whiskey. "Alex..." Jack says, breaking the silence. "Don't. I finally told you & now I can't stop thinking about it." I snap. He's been trying to fix this every day for the past week. "Alex, I never should have-" "Its not your fault." I say, getting up & throwing away the empty bottle. "I'm going to Mark's... Don't wait up." I tell him. I grab my jacket & leave to walk to Mark's. He only lived down the street, which was convinient, seeing as how drunk I was at the moment. Once I got to his house I knocked on the door. Right after I knocked the door opened. "Alex! You look horrible!" He said, I walked inside & saw my reflection. He was right. I hadn't slept properly in a week due to nightmares & flash backs. "I told Jack about everything." I slurred. "Are you drunk?" I nod. "Tsk tsk tsk." "I know, I couldn't handle it anymore Mark. I don't know what to do anymore. The flash backs won't stop." Mark hugs me & tries to calm me. "M-Mark, I-I need to get o-out of here." I stutter, feeling a panic attack start. Mark holds me closer, stroking my hair. "Shh, its okay." He whispers. I push him away. "Its NOT okay Mark. /I'm/ not okay!" I shout before running into the kitchen. Quickly I grab the knife & bring it to my wrists before anything could happen. "Alex!" Mark screams. Wait, that wasn't Mark's voice... I look behind me. "J-Jack!" I shout before falling to the floor, passing out.

Notes

This chapter is mainly just a filler, I didn't want to leave you guys hanging again. Sorry for Alex cutting again. :\ Yay! Almost 300 views! Thank you guys. Shoutout to MeowKittehMew.