Chapter Twenty - Safe

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Before I get to this chapter, I felt I should mention that I am making a normal book as well. I'm not gonna stop working on this book series, I'll just be updating two things instead of one. The book I am working on is called, The Undertake of Annabel. I suggest you guys read it! I think you all would love it! Anyway, thank you. Onward with the chapter-

P.S this is a shorter chapter... Sorry...

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Mark's POV

She hugged me, crying. I felt kind of broken for doing that, but there was nothing else I could do. Dark infected his brain. I hugged her back as I felt her tears soak my chest, washing the blood stains somehow. I love her to death and would do anything to keep her safe, but here lately, I have been doing the worst job at that. I feel like its all my fault. I felt like because of me, she is always stuck in this danger. I can't tell if this is all a fuck up or a win. I feel awful dragging her into this mess. A tear ran down my cheek at the thought of it. I don't want to lose her. Her death would be the death of me. The final destruction in my heart. I'm terrified for her life. I don't want her to face this life alone, and I don't want her dead. We pulled out of our hug and I pushed her hair behind her ear and wiped her tears. She gave me a weak smile. "I'll be back," She said. "I want to call Suzy." She grabbed her phone off the table and walked into the bedroom. I sat on the couch as I listen to her crying and telling Suzy, "I lost my first child." As the words echoed though my mind I got shivers down my spine. This is all my doing. I feel like a dead beat boyfriend. God, I love her so much, yet I can't keep her safe. What the hell is wrong with me? Tears began to roll down my cheeks and explode on the floor. What am I suppose to do? I feel like I am in a war zone, bombs exploding at my heart. How do I fix this mess? I began to get angry at myself as I ran my hands through my hair until it was practically sticking strait up. I feel like I have kept her locked up in a war. I have only one idea in my head on keeping her safe, and I don't want to do that. It's the only way though, and I love her too much to keep her in a life like this. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.  

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