The Maid

He cares.

Mark gave me a bunch of water to drink, while he rushed me to the hospital. I was silent the whole time. I didn't say "ow" when the nurse pulled the glass out of my arms, not even when she did the stitches.
After we discharged, he started driving me home.
"(Y/N), please say something." He begs.
I play with the rough textured bandages in silence.
He pulls my hand and lock his fingers with mine, but I quickly let go.
He drives into the parking lot of my apartment, and park the car. We sit there for a while, then he undoes his seat belt. I do the same, and get out of the car. I walk to the stairs with my arms crossed.
"I don't know why you're rushing, I have the keys." He laughs.
I wait as he unlocks the door and open it for me.
"Thanks." I say quietly.
I go inside and sit on the couch with my knees to my chest. He sits down next to me, so I flee to my bathroom. I lock myself inside and sit in my previous position.
Rage and sadness are taking over my body. I wanna cry but I also wanna smash JB's face into this goddamn wall. But I slept with Jaebum, after I slept with Mark. After Mark made it clear that I was his. I'M the one that deserves to be punished. I face the nearest wall and bang my head against it. That's for being naive, thinking that JB will want me for me.
I do it again. That's for ignoring the fact that I'm Mark's.
Again. That's for not caring about Mark.
4. That's for no reason.
The next few bangs are for no reason, as well. I just wanna feel pain. But I can't.
All of a sudden, I hear Mark, banging on the door.
"(Y/N), open the door!"
I look down, while unlocking the door. I look at the wall and see my blood. He opens the door, so I move to another spot, still not looking up.
He kneels down in front of me and lift my head by my chin. He sighs and look down, while taking his shirt off. I squint my eyes when he adds pressure to my forehead wound.
"I'm sorry." I tell him.
"No, baby." He begans. "I'm sorry."
"Why are you sorry?"
"I didn't protect you... and I showed JB the tape."
"WHAT !?"
I push him down and start punching him! He doesn't budge or flinch, he just sits there. He sits there and take it!
I then bury my head in his stomach and stop punching him. The tears automatically roll down my cheeks, making my face heat up. I pick up the shirt and scream into it, so he sits up and wrap his arms around me.
"Why, Mark !?" I snap. "Why !?"
"He came to the house, asking why you were upset, so I told him how I felt about you. Then he just laughed, because I said that you were mine, so I showed him."
I slap him and he looks away, so I grab his face and make him look at me.
"Did you know that he was going to do that to me !?" I ask.
He doesn't answer, so I ask again. He shakes his head.
"Why did he do that to me !?" I ask, crying. "Why !?"
He hugs me tighter and shower my face with kisses. I hug back and he kisses my forehead.
"I'm sorry for tonight, just... please don't hurt yourself anymore." He begs.
He pulls away and kiss me on my lips. I kiss back and cup his face with my hands.
"Can we shower?" I ask.
He laughs and take off his pants. I stand on my knees and unzip my top, while he does my shorts. He turns on the water, while I strip completely. When he turns around, he bites his lip at the sight of me, naked. I remove his boxers, and push him into the shower, then join him and close the curtain. He instantly attacks my neck with kisses and bites, while groping my butt with both hands. My mouth hangs open from the feeling.
After the little intimate episode, we "bathe." The reason for the emphasis is because we, oh so playfully, squirt soap on each other.
He takes the shower head and rinse the soap off of me, then he pulls me closer. I rinse him off, then spray him in his face.
"You better run!" He warns me.
I playfully scream and grab a towel. I run while wrapping the towel around me. I hide behind my bed, laughing, and he finds me. That was quick!
When he found me, he picked me up and threw me on the bed. My towel was raised above my waist, and my boob popped out, so everything was visible.
He snatches the towel off of me. I don't even cover myself, I'm so comfortable with him.
"Are you wet?" He asks, getting on top.
He brushes his fingers over my hole, just enough to feel how wet I am.
"You're not wet enough." He said while shaking his hair really fast and get water all over me. "There we are."
I sit up and push him down on the floor. He lands on his naked butt. His dick is hard and red, begging to be touched. Then a light bulb, in my head, comes on.
"Hey, I bet I can make you cum in 30 seconds."
His expression changes into something sexual.
"But," I began, "only my mouth and my hands are being used."
He groans and roll his eyes.
"If I don't cum in 30 seconds, I get to fuck you." He says.
"Deal!" I said while setting my timer to 30 seconds.
I get on the floor with him and immediately take his cock down my throat.
"Ah (Y/N)~"
I look up and see him biting his lip, so I smile. I bob my head up and down on the tip, while pumping him with my hand. I tease the slit with my tongue and he goes crazy!
All of a sudden, his cum spills into my mouth. I swallow it all, and come up for air.
I check my phone. He only lasted 10 seconds!
"That's embarassing." I said, laughing.
"Shut up!"
I stand and go to my closet, then change into my big white t-shirt and black panties.
When I come out, I see Mark at the door.
"Can I borrow a pair of boxers? I know you have some."
I sigh and point to my drawer.
I crawl into the bed and get under the blankets. Then a clothed Mark pounces on top of me.
"Even with all of these wounds, you're still beautiful." He tells me.
I smile.
He rolls us over, putting me on top, then grab my butt. I lay my head down on his chest, while he rubs my back.
We sit in silence, until he sighs.
"Penny for your thoughts." I say.
"I love you, (Y/N)." He confesses. "Ever since you were known as 'The new girl', I've had this fat crush on you."
"Mark," I sit up, "believe it or not, I liked you, too."
"I know."
"How?"
"I look in the mirror." He laughs.
"OK, Jackson!" I roll my eyes. "But, on a serious note, I would've dated you if you weren't... you."
"What does that mean?" He asks.
"You have sex with so many different girls. That's disgusting!" I explain. "It turned me off."
"Well, lately, you're the only girl that I've been sleeping with. And you're the only one that I want."
I sigh and laugh.
"It's because I suck dick like a pro."
"Good night, (Y/N)!" He laughs.
He turns off the light, so I lay my head back down on his chest.
"Oh, and thanks for being there for me. Had you not brought me home, I think I would've killed myself."
"That's why I was here for you."
"And I'm sorry for sleeping with JB." I tell him.
"Believe it or not, JB sleeps with as many girls as I do. I just chose to stop at you."
"I hate him." I confess. "I wish he was the one that fell in glass and banged his head on the wall."
"Well, you did knee him in his balls, and kick him in the face."
"Correction: I KICKED him in the balls and KNEED him in his face."
I bury my face in his bare chest and bite it, which makes him hiss and moan.
"Girl!"
I laugh then say good night. It doesn't take long for us to fall asleep.

⭐️The Next Morning⭐️

I wake up, the next morning, to emptiness.
"Mark!" I yell.
No answer. I guess he's gone. Why am I surprised?
My phone starts ringing, so I pick it up and look at the caller ID. It's JB.

👊To be continued👊