Runaways | Mark Hoffman x Reader (SAW)

A Night To Remember

Chapter 33
A Night To Remember

Its been a week since you saw Marks plans, you still awaited the announcement of his leave, to set out and complete his plans. You pretended as though you had no clue, as if everything was going on like normal, but his plans were the least of your concern, something else was stressing you to the max.

You sat on the floor, infront of the washing machine, sorting through both of your clothes to prepare a load. Mark had been in his storage unit all morning, as you did some chores humming to yoursslf. You loaded the washing machine, closing it shut snd starting it, putting the rest of the clothes into the washing basket. You then go to your sink, picking up your watering can and filling it up with cold water, preparing to do your daily plant watering, once it was full you took it outside, watering the plants lined up against the wall near the main doors. As you reach the last one, you hear the sound of a tape rewinding, then the sound of Marks voice. You stop watering it, and try to listen in, but the static of the tape made his voice too hard to make out.

You sigh, continuing to water the last plant. With them all watered, you go back inside, but you stop in the doorway, looking back at the outside world. It's been 6 months since you left this warehouse. You knew you had to go out while Mark was gone, but you also wasn't sure if you would be able to manage.

You shake the thought, and go back inside. You place the watering can back besides the sink, as you do, the urge to throw up hit you. You stay still, breathing steadily to pass the urge. Normally you can hold it back, but this time, you couldn't. You feel it come up your throat, making you run to the bathroom, throwing open the door, instantly throwing up in the toilet, all coming out in one hurl. You spit the rest out, before flushing.

This is getting harder and harder to hide... and its making my suspicions worse...

You go to the sink, turning on the tap and washing your mouth out to get rid of the taste. You hold the sides of the sink, looking into the mirror.

This is the worst timing...

Breaking you from your thoughts was Mark coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "Everything okay?" You smile as he asked you.

"Yeah, Everything's fine." You lie, praying he didn't hear you throw up.

"Just felt like staring at yourself in the mirror?" He chuckled.

He didn't hear anything... thank god...

"Well if you REALLY needed to know i was using the bathroom and washing my hands, nosey." You play it off as you spin yourself around to face him. He smiles, kissing you lightly.

"[Y/N], I need to tell you something." You nod, he let's go of your waist, taking your hand to go to the living room. Once there he sits you down, still holding onto your hand tightly. He sits himself besides you, facing you.

"Whats wrong? And whys it so sudden." You awkwardly chuckle, but you think you already knew what this conversation is going to be about. Mark took a deep breath, then looking directly at you.

"You've waited long enough for me to finish these Jigsaw Tests. I start the the build of the final round tomorrow, and I will finish business with Jill Tuck." You nod slowly. Playing dumb.