Denial ( Mark Lee × Reader )✔

divorce case

"Baekhyun wants a divorce".

My friend jessy said. I blinked twice, not really knowing what to say. I blink three more times, to now process what shes saying. I blink four more times to get a reaction out of myself.

"Oh...hell..NAH" I said while my bestfriend is in my arms crying her eyes out.
Mark notices a dark aura around me.

"Kill him".

He then panics because he knows how I get. Mark and I never heard of these news, I mean we thought everything was fine.

After hours of just her crying out on her lawn, we sit on her comfy brown sofa and make her some snacks to nibble on. What in the world was Baekhyun thinking...

She then goes on to explain that she saw a lot of women bras underneath the side of his bed. At first she thought it was her lost ones, but as the months go by, there were more and more. And what really topped it all off was getting calls from multiple women on his phone in one week. The more I heard it, the more I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It didn't sound like Baekhyun at all.

At this point it's not about the what he did nor why, its about how he did it.

Lord give me strength, I'm gonna kill my own brother. Never thought I would have to do this. I can't fathom around the fact she's talking about my brother. The one I've known for years, but I can only imagine how jessy is feeling, being married and all.
I mean if Mark did the same thing he wouldn't be able to leave the house with his two legs. It would be by an ambulance.

Now she goes on to talk about her exploding about a divorce. She confronted him a few days ago, and he spilled everything he has been doing behind her back. And then Baekhyun says he wants a divorce. She begged him to stay, but stopped once she realized he would never love her again.

Her mark and bond with him was broken ever since he started loving others more than he loved her.

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[The next day]

We let her stay at our house to get her away from the toxic environment. It's not like he was still staying at their house, there was memories sewed into the ivory walls.

I decided not to contact my brother. But mark did. He said the conversation didn't go well at all. Well I mean I did hear a lot of yelling so I figured.

"He's not coming back is he.." she said in a quiet voice.
"No...no I don't think he is. Even if he did come back. It wouldn't be right", I said in the same tone as hers.
She couldn't cry anymore.
Mark had to cover my ears because he didn't want me to hear Jessy next door yelling and wailing in the next room.

"Jessy I think this is for the best. I'm sorry I'm not a comfort person. You already know that. I like to comfort people with the truth. And the truth is, your better off without him". I mean I couldn't just hope he'd come back to her, actually I want him far away from her.

She nods her head, "your right.... it hurts but... your right". Now my heart is breaking even more.

I ask her to stay with us for as long as she wants. And so she did. It's temporarily, until the whole divorce thing becomes settled.

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[2 months later]

The divorce was still in action and I was trying my best to keep Jessy away from all of that. Anything to put her mind at ease.
Mark has also been my therapist this whole time.

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[5 months later]

Took a while,  but they are finally settling it in court. This whole thing was just poking at my anxiety. I kept shuffling myself and my body was shaking with anticipation.
Mark noticed and clasped his cold hands around mine.
Damn isn't there at least a heater in this building, my bum is freezing off. My arms are gonna fall off like twigs if anyone touches them.

"Case closed!" The judge shouted out loud.
Crap I was too focused on my anxiety I didn't even get to hear-

All of a sudden there was a noise.
The noise of the wooden court doors being opened up.

And then gun shots.
My mind was blurry.

"Mark....mark..MARK!!"

I kept shouting his name. And then a swirl of pain came to me. I wasn't sure if it was the mark .... or the gun shot in my side.
Mark was beside me bleeding.
A hole in his head.
He wasn't breathing....
This can't be real.

WAKE UP Y/N!

WAKE UP!

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A/N: Nothing else to be said here.

Only an apology for being gone for so long. Lagging is my specialty 🤠✋
One more chappy to go~
See you soon!

Like I said , this whole book is a joke about FF writers, I am one myself now, so I'm also making fun of myself 💀💀💀