Baby, we're just daydreamers (Markimash)

18~ Monsters in Men

~~Aaron's P.O.V (Trigger Warning)~~

"Well, well, well, isn't this a nice surprise." The man said with an interesting smile on his face. He flicked his messy brown hair from his bright blue eyes and walked towards us. Mark backed up against the wall in absolute horror.

"Mark, what's wrong? Are you okay?" I asked as I scooted closer to him. He was paralyzed with fear as the strange man approached.

"Oh he's alright," the man answered me, "long time no see, huh darling?" He asked Mark wickedly, excitement in his eyes. I reached for Marks hand as I stared at the man in front of me with confused fear. Mark gripped my hand tightly and pulled me close to him.

"Who is he?" I asked, I was starting to get scared not only from the mystery man but by Marks behavior.

"H-he's, he, h-h-he-"

"What's the matter sweetie, cat got your tongue?" The man sneered. "Come on, spit it out. Who am I? I know you can do it." He played. I looked at Mark and gave him the everything-is-going-to-be-alright look but the only thing I got back was fear, and a heart stopping answer.

"That-that's uhm, t-that's Tim." He choked out.

My heart stopped and my eyes widened. That's Tim? The Tim? The one I've heard to much about? I looked to Tim and gave him a horrified look.

"Y-you monster!" I yelled. The man smiled.

"So he's told you? About us and everything until the end? Well that's no surprise, that little piece of trash likes to run his mouth." Tim growled making Mark wince at his words. He started to walk around the room like a villain in some movie, talking to himself, cursing and giggling all in a few minutes.

"Just let us go you sick bastard." I muttered and gripped Marks hand. He turned to us and laughed.

"Yeah, not happening. You already know to much so you have to go. As for Mark, he isn't supposed to be here but it will be fun to dispose of him." He smiled and reached a table with different items on it. He picked up some rope in one hand and some duct tape in another. He giggled again.

"Oh I'm going to have so much fun with you two." He said and turned to us a little with a wide smile.

"Aaron, we h-have to get out of here." I heard Mark whisper from beside me. I nodded and we looked around for some way out.

"Oh no, you're not going anywhere you little brat." My dad sneered and approached me. He grabbed me by my hair and yanked me away from Mark.

"Let him go!" Mark yelled and reached for me but some other man held him back. I winced as I was dragged away and tied up at one end of the room and Mark was dragged off to the other.

"Now that you two are separated, we can get down to business." Tim said from the table beside me now. I looked up to him tears filling my eyes. "Sam! Billy! Where are you two?" Tim yelled angrily around the room. Two men came through the door.

"Sir." They both said in unison. Tim turned around and smiled.

"Take care of this brat right here, do what you want with him I don't care." He said walking away from the table and I. The two men smiled evilly and walked towards me. I squirmed around and breathes heavily. One get behind me and held my up as the other sent a fist straight into my face. My head flew to the side and I groaned.

"S-stop!" I managed to get out as the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. I looked up at the man in front of me and spit at his face. He took a step back and looked angrily at me.

"Hold him down." He spoke harshly as he wiped his face. I squirmed around trying to get out of the other mans hold as he pushed me to the ground on my stomach.