[warning; selfharm, curses and a lot of things will coming soon]

Disgusted.

And that word started everything – Mark decided to cut himself, he made scars on his arms, he punched the wall until his fist bleed and he does it almost every night. His parents seem never cares and that made him even angry, disgusted of himself. It wasn’t his wish to become a homoual in the future. It’s not his wish. When his mind is polluted by the fact that he is homoual and his parents never cares about him anymore, he would ended the bad thoughts by cutting so that his mind will be full with the pains of the cuts.

At least that stopped him from thinking too much.

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“You'll never know how I feel,”

“At least I do just by looking at your scars,”

“It’s more than that,” Mark continued.

“I know,” the guy stares into Mark’s eyes. “Let me fix you.”

Mark was clueless for a second before he spoke, “What do you mean by fix me? I’m broken enough and it’s too late to fix me.”

“Then, let me enter in your life and be a part of your life.” the guy said, clear, too clear much to Mark's disliking.

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He hated the fact that Jackson really knew how he feels.

Translation:

Russian version