𝘖𝘩, 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘴𝘦.

Cry Your Heart Out.

Jonah stumbled inside the house, he was weak and tired.

"J-Jonah!-" Mark ran to Jonahs rescue as Adam went over to the two.

"I-Im fine..I'm fine!-"

"No you aren't, Jonah! Look at you!..Your.."

Adam didn't wanna say 'weak', but Jonah knew what he wanted to say at that time, the demeanor of him..Shifted.

"What? I'm weak? You can call me weak, Adam."

"No- that's not what I-"

"Who do you even take me for!?— some kinda pussy!? I SURVIVED DOWN THERE AND ACTUALLY FOUGHT BACK UNLIKE MARK!-"

Jonah cut himself off before things got worse, Mark froze in place, surprised.

"Do you think I didn't try?"

"Mark- no, I'm sorry it was just in the heat of the moment-"

"No, no. It's whatever! You wanna blame ME forgetting kidnapped? Y'know what. FUCK YOU, JONAH."

Adam was stuck between the two, they were yelling at eachother back a forth, Adam began to panic.

"YEAH, YOU TRIED. I TRIED TOO! I TRIED SO HARD TO GET OUT OF THAT STUPID FUCKING BASEMENT AND YOU WANNA PUT THE BLAME ON ME!?- I CANT BELIEVE YOU!"

"MARK, I DIDNT MEAN FOR IT TO EVEN SOUND LIKE THAT!-"

"NO, YOU-"

Mark was getting angry. Jonah was just trying to talk it out with him but the brunette ruined every chance, cutting him off multiple times.

"JUST!— LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Mark went back outside, slamming the door.

"WAIT!-"

..

Crunch..

..Crunch.

Shuffle..

Mark decided to take a walk to clear his mind, he was so pissed off. Why would Jonah say that?..Why.

"Ugh."

He stood still, admiring the sky..

Painted in black with a couple glowing white stars..It looked..Amazing..He felt at peace for a moment, calming himself down.

He heard shuffling nearby, and slow glitched giggles.

"Huh?.."

Marks lungs fought to breathe and his hands started shaking..Violently.

"Maaaaark..Maaaaaarrkkkk..Oohhh..Mark.."

"W-Who's there!?-"

"Do you not remember me?.....Ooohhhh..Mark.."

"S-Stop it! Stay away from me!"

Mark felt a cold leather feeling on the back on the neck..Gloves?

"Maaarkkk..Oh I've missed this so much..You're so dear to me.."

"C-Ces..-.."

Mark couldn't make out any words, he also couldn't move.

"Stay quiet for me..Okay?"

The brunette felt a stinging pain in the side of his neck.

He was tranquilized.

..

...

SLAM !

..Shuffle..

..Shuffle..

..Creeeeaaaakkkk.

Creeeaaaaaaaaakk..

SLAP !

"Nn..Nnnhh..H..N..No..-"

Mark was tied up again, in..In that basement. The basement that traumatized him.

Two people, kidnapped back to back.

"Mark! You're awake!"

"C-Ces..Ar?.."

"The one and only!"

Cesar caressed the poor brunettes cheek.

"N-No..No.."

Cesar bit Marks shoulder quickly, sinking his teeth deeply in Marks shoulder.

So many cries had came out of the poor brunette, he hadn't felt this type of pain in forever.

Mark dared to not speak, because he knew what would happen.

"And..This time, so you hopefully don't die, I got something for you, okay?"

"N-No..- no..No please..C-Cesar..Nn.."

Cesar pulled out a closed bowl of charred meat, he smiled, opening it.

"W-Wha.."

He tried to feed it to him.

"Say ahhh..!"

Mark shamefully opened his mouth, letting Cesar feed him.

"What..Wh..What is this?.."

"Evelin."

Mark froze, spitting out the food. He started to hyperventilate.

"W-WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?"

Cesar just smiled, and giggled.

"Look at you..Getting all mad at me for feeding you."

"I DONT WANT IT ANYMORE! GET AWAY FROM ME!—"