Markiplier Reader [NEW 2015]

Surprisingly Bad Title Pt 2

Previously

His hand squeezed my thigh and he left the table.

All of a sudden the bell rang in my ears, snapping me out of my fright.

I sat through the last two hours of school, waiting for it to be over. I could just tell my mom to pick me up early, but he knows where I live...I mean I walk there everyday. And I couldn't tell any teachers because they'd think I was crazy.

So I did the only thing I could do. I did what he said and waited by the tennis court.

"Good girl. You followed directions." Mark said as he twirled a roll of duct tape around his finger.

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Seeing the roll of duct tape I started to flip out. Many things I was scared of, but bondage sex was one of them. Matter of fact, bondage was scary enough. Think about it...not being able to move freely...having some man or woman doing whatever they want with you...just the thought alone sent chills up my spine.

"What are you planning to do with that?"
"Oh...nothing." As Mark said that, I swear I saw his figure flicker.

"Come along now, shall we?" He says pointing to his car.
"Ok..."

I followed him to his car, watching him do tricks with the roll of gray tape. He seemed so calm while doing the tricks, knowing if I tried I'd be all over the place.

Once I got close to him he pulled me in by my waist, but Mark quickly realized what he was doing and stopped, pushing me to the side.

"I'm sorry, I was just protecting you from that football."
"What football?"
"Uh..nothing."
"Ok Mark. Where the hell is your car?"
"Right over here. I haven't paid my parking deposit, so I have to park a ways from the school."
"How much is that?"
"$160 for the semester."
"But Josh's car was only like $50."
"That's because of the make and model."
"I'm guessing you have a nice car?"
"Oh yeah."

He starts to walk slower, in fact he was behind me he was walking so slow. After realizing this, I stopped and turned around.

"C'mon Mark keep up! I don't know which car you drive!"
"You will in a second."

Walking up to the sidewalk I noticed three separate cars.

A Benz, a Monte Carlo, and a Cadillac. Mark was still behind me, almost ten feet to be precise. I turned his way and make that 'bro...whuttfareyoudoing' face.

"Don't worry. I'm here." He says. As i turned back around, i notice there were now four cars. A Benz, a Monte Carlo, a Cadillac...and a Lamborghini. Mark walked up to the Lamborghini and unlocked it. I marvelled at how it reflected in the afternoon sunlight...shining so brightly for a black car.

"How in the hell did you afford this?"
"What, am I not supposed to afford this?"
"Your in high school what are you supposed to afford?"
"According to the internet Ramen Noodles, beer and condoms."
"I literally can even with you right now."
"Would you like a pumpkin spice latte with that?"
"Mark...Can we just go?"
"Victoria you have to...uh...get in first."

I didn't realized that Mark was already in the car, holding the door open while i argued with him.

"Ok..."

I sat back in the heated leather seat, watching Mark turn of the air conditioning.

"Fuck yeah."

Mark's voice seemed a bit more raspy than before, but it could have been anything. So I ignored it.

"Hey Mark...Why do I have this certain erge to trust you?"
"Well sweetie. It's because I changed your mind."

Mark's tone had gotten quite deep, almost booming. But I wondered what he meant.

"Wait, you...changed my mind? Are you just trying to make me laugh?"
"Oh no, not at all Victoria Ashley Shipman. I'm being truly serious. I've been keeping my eye on you for quite some time now. You have that aura that makes you...different from the rest of the kids at Blackwell."
"Mark! Stop fucking screwing with me!"
"I'm not. In fact, I think that you should know a little something about me..."

I reached for the door handle, but Mark must have caught onto what I was thinking, so he locked the door.

"You're being weird!"
"On the contrary little Victoria, this is how I always am. In fact i was born like this, with evil powers included. Unlike stupid batteries. Many people call me different names for this side, but it's still me."
"Help me!"
"No use in screaming little child."
"WHAT DO I DO THEN!?"
"I'm pretty sure you don't want the answer to that question, do you?"
"Yes...please. tell me the way I can get out of this alive."

Mark breathed in a huge breath and looked me in the eyes. His pupil expanded 100%, enveloping his eye into darkness. His hand opened up my jacket slowly and exposed my cleavlage.

"Mark, what the fuck?!"

He slammed me up against the window and his stare averted to my lips.

"You really want to know how you can get out of this alive?"
"Y-yes..."
"Truth is Victoria...you can't."

Should I do a part three? Or should I leave it at that? And let you decide on what's going to happen. Also, comment if you get the reference up there. You would have had to watch a certain person...play a certain game...on a certain app...or website...lelelelelelel

Funny part is...they have the same first name! Lol