Chapter 2 - Suffering in wet concrete

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Work was the usual for Mark,get up,ready and build,the usual day to day life of him,he had everything he could ask for.

His tool belt.

His tools.

And...someone waiting for him when he got home after a long day.

His husband,his son.

A nice hot nice plate of food for dinner he adored.

A nice cosy bed where he can snuggle with his husband.

He opened the door,walking into the living room,the smell of sadness ran through the air,Mark walked to the kitchen,a plate of cold food waited for him,something to be microwaved.

Mark walked upstairs seeing the bedroom door open,peeking inside he saw Wallter was not there,sighing,he grabbed his phone and scrolled down.

William's number laid there,an old friend of his way back before Mark first met Wallter.

He debated on calling him,he didn't want to upset him with such petty things,knowing how William's temper was.

He looked through his memory gallery of photo's,when they first started dating,when they got married to when they first officially adopted Lampert.

He sighed,turning off the phone,and laying in bed,he wasn't hungry,he didn't want to eat.

He felt something sit on the opposite side of the bed,turning over and seeing Folly,sitting at the end,red eye staring at him,he yelled stumbling over and off the bed.

Folly couldn't help but laugh at his silly reaction,causing Mark to stand up.

"What er' you doin' here?!" Mark yelled.

"Just thought i would pop over to see,it's funny how through everything,you see yourself as someone different when your not,your a out of line mannequin,a failure,your body isn't of what was once flesh,every thing you do feels like a chore now does it? your only goal in this life is to suffer." Folly sneered.

"You've pushed away your lover,your son,every friend and family you once held dear haven't you?" Folly laughed.

"Shut up! you know nothin' about me! you just say those things to get in ma' head!" Mark yelled back,he backed up and Folly laid on the bed,seemingly bored by his yelling.

"Relax country boy,the only reason i'm not ripping you to shreds is because i made a deal" Folly sighed.

"Rip me to shreds like you did with Melanie?" Mark questioned.

Folly went silent,and stared into plain air,then nodded.

Mark sighed.

"I ain't one to ask,but tis' ain't like you" Mark whimpered.

"Are you okay?" Mark questioned.

Silence.

Folly didn't want to tell Mark what they did with Wallter,it would be amusing to see the look of his face,his suffering,realising he had been replaced.

Mark slowly sat on the edge of the bed,sighing.

"I know you're only just doing your job" Mark said to break the air.

Folly hummed in agreement,gently grabbing Mark's arm and forcing him to lay down on the bed with them.

Mark laid there in shock.

Folly was being so,semi-nice to him,something was up.

"What if i told you,that something you would least expected it to,happened?" Folly said.

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