(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?"
YOU ARE READING
As the pages turn
RomanceNot your average tale of romance. Kinda like a John green story but won't leave you in tears because of one of the characters died and make you upset because john green sunk your ship by killing the otp that he made. Overall pretty good book