This is chapter two, readers POV.
Warning: Thoughts of suicide, mentions of rape and drugging. emotional break down. And I'm sorry if this is not what you had in mind when you requested a second chapter.
"Please please please." You beg as the man grabs your arm and drags you out of the car. You catch sight of Mark walking out of the front door, you begin to shake with fear struggling harder against the blue eyed man's hold. "No please!"
"Sorry laddie." He said dragging you forward towards Mark.
"I really owe you one Jack." Mark says seriously glancing at his friend who smirks shoving you forward into Mark's awaiting arms.
"It was no problem really."
You shivered as the cold air nipped at you're bare skin, you're arms were chained to the ceiling above you. You're arms were so high up you had to stand on you're tippy toes to get some of the pressure off you're upper body.
"I'm sorry!" You say as Mark slings the whip forward, crying out when it strikes you're skin leaving red welps in it's wake.
"Why are you sorry?" Mark hisses slinging the whip harder.
"I'm sorry i tried to run away!" You scream as blood begins to drip down you're back..
After the 'punishment' Mark had left you alone in that dark cold room. Cold naked and alone.. you hate to admit but when Mark finally opened the door to that room you were happy to see him. Happy to no longer be alone..
You stare down blankly at your food. Despite not eating anything for.. however long you were in that room, you did not feel like eating.
You stiffen when there's suddenly a hand on you're thigh, you glance down in panic your gaze following the arm up until you're eyes meet dark brown ones. He smirks at you and your stomach twists.
His hand moves higher and your breath hitches in fear, you had to get away-
A cough fills the room and you and Mark turn to the owner watching as Jack shifted in his seat getting more comfortable. "Mark. Can you maybe not finger your girlfriend while I'm sitting right here?"
Mark blinked before grinning widely at his friend as he removed his hand from your thigh. "Sorry Jack. I forgot how easily you get jealous."
Jack scoffed his gaze briefly meeting yours before it turned back to Mark. "Oh please."
You hold your breath as cold lips meet you're warm ones. Your hands twitch with the urge to shove him away but you can't. A tear slides down you're cheek if you reject him he'll beat you again. Or worse.. your eyes snap open when you feel fingers touching your side. And against your better judgement you jerk away from him.
You breath catches in your throat at the look he gives you. "I'm ticklish." You blurt hoping he isn't angry with you.. 'No please don't be angry..'
You relax when his gaze softens slightly and he brushes off your rejection turning his gaze to Jack. "I trust you can keep an eye on her while I'm gone?"
"Are you doubting me?" Jack says grinning slightly.
"No i just-" Mark starts but is cut off.
"Don't worry about it i got 'cha." Jack said patting Mark's shoulder. "The things love does to a man." He sighed.
You watched as Mark walked out the door a small part of you urging you to try and escape. But you can't.. you turn your gaze to Jack. He was looking at you with a odd expression.
"I wouldn't try and escape again.." You frown and he goes on. "There's only so many times he'll forgive you for it. And you don't want to end up like the last one."
Your heart skips a beat. The last one? "..He's done this before..?" You ask with wide eyes.
"Of course." He said looking at you like you were a idiot. "Many times. And you won't be the last." Jack said a knowing look crossing his face as he walked to the couch and sat down.
You want to ask more, get all the information from him that you can. But before you can ask anything the tv clicks on.
"-body of Jackie Brown has been found. The forth victim in the past 6 months all apparently the work of 'septiceye' as he calls himself. Her body was found behind Freddy's fazbea-" Jack changed the channel before you could hear anymore.
Jack's words echo in your head 'You don't want to end up like the last one'
You suddenly feel like throwing up.
Time seems to pass in the blink of an eye. The days blurring together in one giant mess.
You glance at yourself in the mirror and your heart sinks as you realize you no longer recognize the woman in the mirror. She looked so.. beaten. You rake you eyes over the naked flesh in front of you your gaze lingering on all the newly formed scars.
You flinch as your other self glares at you as if every scar was your fault.. well maybe it kinda is-
"No!" You cry out covering your ears and closing your eyes.
You will not blame yourself for this! You take in a shaky breath turning back to the mirror relaxing your shoulders when the reflection is no longer glaring at you with accusing eyes.
You glance once more at the scars you no longer feel sad about them. These scars and anymore you may gain while trapped here will not be a sign of weakness and failure. They will be signs of how strong and brave you are!
Knock knock knock
"Hey you alright in there?" You hear Jack ask from the other side. "Did you put the dress i gave you on?"
You frown for a second wondering what on earth he was talking about before you remember just why you're in the bathroom. "Just a second!" You yell turning your eyes to the pink dress on the sink. You wonder over to it trailing fingers lightly over the fabric. It was very soft and probably costed a pretty penny. It wasn't too fancy tho, just a simple dress.
It's sleeves were elbow length and it went down to just below you're knees. You glanced at yourself in the mirror one last time before leaving the bathroom.
"Mark will be here any second." The Irish man says to you as you both head into the front room. "Mark told me to give you that dress said-" You tune the rest of the mans words out as you recall being told Mark's friend that lived rather far away was coming to visit and meet you. You clenched your teeth recalling Mark's very detailed warning about what would happen to you if you didn't behave.
It was almost an hour when they finally got there. Mark greeted you with a kiss as normal though his lips lingered longer then normal. With a wide smile he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to his friend.
"This is Cry." Mask said gesturing towards a man with a blank faced white mask. The man was a somewhat slim hardly any muscles on him.. At least compared to Mark. He had light brown locks that looked like they hadn't been brushed in weeks.
"Nice too meet you." Your eyes widen slightly. Cry had a much deeper voice then you expected.
"Nice too meet you too." You mutter and when his head titled you could of sworn there for a second you saw bright blue eyes shining threw the holes at you. You stared at the eye holes with narrowed eyes.
It must of just been your eyes playing tricks on you.. You turn your gaze to Jack when he walks over to y'all three wine glasses in his hands. He hands one to Mark and then much to your surprise he hands the second to you. You eye the red liquid not trusting it one bit.
"Want one?" Jack ask and the masked male Cry who simply turns his masked face towards him saying nothing as Jack laughs.
You glance up at Mark feeling his gaze on you. You flush slightly at the hungry look he's giving you, you quickly glance away and sip your drink.
As you get lots in your thoughts of escape you do not notice the weight of all three men's gaze's on you.
Drinking the glass was a mistake you realize as the room around you starts to spins and your body begins to feel awfully heavy. You glance at Jack in horror, had he drugged your drink? Or was the wine really that strong? Questions buzz around in your head as a cold hand wraps around your waist. Your breath catches in your throat and your cheeks flush as you make a rather awkward noise.
You hear Mark purr your name as he leans closer to your ear, you struggle to understand his words most going in one ear and out the other. However the ones that do linger send shivers threw your body. You turn scared eyes to Jack who's looking at you and Mark with pity and jealousy..?
"J-jack-" You start wanting to question the man on just what was in that glass but the feeling of sharp nails digging into your side gives you pause.
Mark was looking at you with anger and hunger swimming in his red eyes.. wait since when were his eyes red?
The world spins faster and faster around you, your stomach lurching with the urge to throw up.
"W-what.." You gasp as there's suddenly a very warm tongue on your throat. How can his touch be so cold yet his tongue so warm? You faintly think as you're lips struggle to form words correctly. "Was in that d-drink?"
Your head lolls back and you blink heavy eyelids at the sight of a upside down Jack and Cry who seem to be further away then before.
"Just something to help you relax." Jack mutters glancing at you with bright green eyes. Cry's mask cracks slightly bright blue eyes staring past you at Mark.
"Don't worry." Mark's voice rumbles against your throat as everything starts to go black. "I will be gentle." He says then despite his sweet words he releases you and watches in barely hidden lust as you tumble to the floor with a pained cry.
When you wake the next day there's claw shaped cuts all along you're body, on you're hips thighs and sides. You take in shaky breath as you try to remember what happened last night. But once you do remember you wish you could forget.
Tears stream down your face as you curl into a ball trying not to think about the ache inside you and the stickiness between your thighs.
Why even bother trying to get away now? A part of you whispers He already tainted you.
"No." You croak you're voice coming hoarse from all the screaming last night.
"I am not tainted.." You whisper to the darkness around you.
Yes you are. The darkness coos back as shivers go down you're spine. You should just end it all.
You shake you head. "No!"
You hold you're breath as the person next to you on the bed shifts mumbling slightly in his sleep. 'He's still here?' You'd expected him to slip away into the night after he finally forced you into bed with him.
You slowly sit up and glance at him feeling yourself go blank. He appeared to be out cold.. you narrow your eyes before slowly and quietly slipping out of the bed.
The walk to the bedroom door was tense and heart stopping. The slightest noise from the floor or the man in bed made your heart stop and your gut curl. After one final glance at Mark you slip out of the room and tip toe down the hall.
You glance over the knifes which one to use..? You slowly reach out and pick up the biggest one staring back at yourself in the reflection.
You smile a real smile for the first time in months as you head back upstairs. Couldn't keep Mark waiting after all.
You push the bedroom door open setting cold eyes on the man who causes all your troubles. You clutch the knife tighter as you walk over to Mark feeling your lips once again pull back into a wide smile.
I'm going to end you Mark. You think happily as you slip into bed next to him climbing onto his cold lap. He groans in confusion opening tired eyes to glare at you.
"What are you doing..?" He asks annoyed at having been woken.
You simply smile leaning down and pressing you're warm lips to his cold ones. He tenses under you for a moment before he happily returns to the kiss lifting cold hands to run them lightly along your sore sides.
You lift the knife high into the air being careful not to break the kiss. You drive the knife into his chest as hard you can watching in glee as he jerks back looking at you in shock. You pull the knife out before driving it right threw his throat.
"Die." You hiss as emotion after emotion swirls in your chest. You drive the knife in even harder when you feel guilt roll threw you. You close your eyes tightly as you cut him open leaving his organs bare for all the world to see.
Your chest heaves as you drop the knife staring down at your work with wide watery eyes. What had you done..? You'd just killed a man. Though he very much deserved it..
Time passes in a blur one second you were standing over Mark's dead body the next you were wondering aimlessly threw the woods. Your feet were cracked and bleeding from all the rocks and you're skin began to itch where Mark's dried blood remained.
You pause an grab onto a tree for support as your body dry heaves desperate to spit out something.
Snap
You jerk you're head up all you're 'happiness' draining out of you at the sight of Jack.
"I told you, you don't want to end up like the last one." He shook his head making little noises like he was scolding a child.
"P-please." You say with wide eyes and you back away.
Jack's quicker, he darts forward and you scream as he grabs your elbows in a tight grip. You struggle as tears and snot stream down your face, hiccuping as you beg and plead for him to let you go. Why'd this have to happen? It had finally been over!
"I'll never understand what Mark sees in you humans." Jack says in disgust as his eyes flash green his grip getting stronger and your weak bones crack under his hold. You cry out as you're knees buckle, Jack's hold the only thing stopping you from crashing to the ground.
"All y'all do is hurt him. Over and over again." He releases your arms in favor of squeezing your throat. "Why do you hurt him!?" He yells as you claw at his wrists desperate for air. "He's such a amazing being. You human filth don't deserve his love and affection!"
As the life slowly leaves your body and death takes you in his loving embrace you realize.
There is no escape.
Woah! I feel so evil for writing that! Sorry i put you threw that dear Reader. :x Also A few people requested a wrote more of that one shot and tho it took me quite a while (Since i hadn't had any plans on it being more then just a one-shot) I'm sorry if this displeases any of you. But i really couldn't picture the reader getting out of this alive. And of course Mark is alive ;) no one can kill Darkiplier.
PS: Let me know if you notice any spelling mistakes!
Updated: 11/3/17 spelling errors.
