Part 4

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I woke up and stretch then looked at my watch for the time. '10:48 A.M.' it said "Ugh welp I guess I have to get ready and get stuff for the place. I went into my room and grabbed a shirt and pants and got dressed then went into the bathroom and started to brush my hair and teeth until I smelled something.....unusual, *sniffs* "what the heck is that gosh awful smell!"  I said while slowly following the smell, there was a REALLY strong sent coming from outside the door and the smell, that smell I smelled it before, it was the same smell I remembered when I was camping with my family and Mark.....The same night they disappeared on  me, I shook my head from the terrible memory and slowly unlocked the door and opened the door.....Oh the terror that I saw "AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I yelled as loud as I can and ran up to Mark that was on the floor and was c-covered i-in blood. I got on my knees and shook him slightly to see if he was still awake and I saw him look at me and slowly opened his eyes. He was badly stabbed in the chest and he was also stabbed in both legs multiple times.....oh what the terror. I quickly got my phone from my pocket and called 911 while I had Mark in my arms covered in blood.

911 CONVERSATION 

911: Yes what is your emergency

You: MY FRIEND IS ON THE GROUND HELP *starts to cry*

911: Ma'am please calm, tell me where you are

You: I'm at *insert apartment building and number here.....I'm to lazy don't judge*

911: Okay they will be on their way now what happened to your friend

You: He g-got sta *cry's harder*

911: It's okay sweetie you can say it

While the call is going on Mark is pain while watching you on the phone and freaking out and not controlling herself no matter what. He couldn't take it anymore so he got up and looked towards you and wiped of the tears on your cheeks "(Y/N) please stop crying...I'll be okay" then the paramedics came and pushed me to the side and took care of the Mark, they wouldn't let me go in the Ambulance with them so I called my Aunt and told her what happened "Sweetie was was his name again?" My Aunt question " *sniffs* It was Mark Fischbach I believe" "OMG okay do you remember your best friend you had when you were little and he disappeared the same night as your parents" she said "umm yes what about it" I said not trying to cry harder than I was now "Well that's the same kid remember! OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FOUND HIM AGAIN!!!! I'll send you pic so you would see" and then she hung up. After a couple of minutes I got the pic,"oh my gosh" I said and backed up while one hand was covering my mouth and the other I just dropped the phone and I immediately fell to the floor shaking. After awhile I walked outside since people was getting out of their apartments to see what was happening. I went to his apartment and realized it was open and I walked in. I noticed a old picture on his refrigerator and walked towards it and got the picture and just  stared at it. "She was right" I mumbled and went on the floor and went to a ball and just stayed at it for awhile. The picture was from when we where kids and we looked SO happy then, no care in the world, "WHY DOES THIS HAVE TO HAPPENED TO ME" I yelled and ran out of his apartment with the picture and kept on running until I went up to my car. I drove to the hospital and rushed to the front desk and then they told me to wait in the waiting room, I nodded and there....'I hope he is okay' I thought while I was looking at the picture.

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