Untitled Part 7

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(Warning mild violence)

~MARK POV~

I walked home after my date and I had to admit it was fun but we agreed nothing would ever happen between us. I opened the door and was greeted by a familiar scent , cigarette smoke and cheap cologne. I cautiously step inside to see empty bottles strewn across the floor. No he can't be.

I hear heavy footsteps coming towards me and I look for anything to defend myself with. He takes a swing at my face but I duck just in time. He takes another swing but I catch his fist in mine. Oh shit, why did I do that?

"Fighting back are we?" He slurred obviously drunk then  he laughed saying " oh boy you're gunna get it now ."

He grabbed my hair and lifted me into the air so obviously I struggled and twisted around.

"Hold still" he shook me a bit and I just moved even more "HOLD STILL GOD DAMNIT." He hit me over the head with an empty beer bottle which shattered causing me to bleed. He dropped me and I curled up into a ball on the floor as he kicked me in the ribs for good measure. So there I lay on the floor silently crying  as a small pool of blood started to form and eventually the room went black.

(Next morning)

I woke up with the worst headache ever...  Oh yeah I got hit by a bottle. Well isn't that wonderful I'm bleeding. So I got up and ran up the stairs into my bathroom to see what my face looked like now.   Shards of glass shimmering in my hair with a few random pieces stuck in my face. I opened my sister's makeup bag she had left me , took out a pair of tweezers and began to pull out the glass and clean up my face. After a losing battle with my concealer I decided that it was as good as it would get so I opened the window and climbed out. My phone started to buzz.

It read (incoming call ){Marie} ,I answered.

"Hello"

"Where are you?"

"Walking, why?"

"We are waiting at the dinner for you"

"Ok give me five minutes" I hung up and ran like hell. By the time I got there I was surprise my face didn't melt off from the sweat. 

"Thank god for water proof concealer." I whispered as a looked at the mirror inside the dinner.

"What?" 

"Oh nothing, hi Chris." Chris waved unable to talk due to a mouthful of waffles. Seeing everyone smiling , laughing and eating together made me feel like everything was right whith the world.

~MARIE POV~

Somthing looked slightly off about Mark , I just didn't know what.

"Hey wanna hang out later?"

"Uhm" he hesitated "sure why not?"

The hours seemed to pass in a blur of laughter until we all had to say our good byes. Mark tapped my shoulder.

"Hey so what do you want to do?"

I glanced outside the window and grabbed his hand

 "come with me." I said as I ran outside, dragging him behind me.

"Where are we going?"

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