GOT7 Imagines and One shots

Mark (request)

I'm super duper sorry it's late!! I had writers block and didnt know What else to right. Its the longest one I've written so far, I think. Anyways, it was requested by SparklingBubbleTea I hope you like it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Christina Moon's POV~
"You're the reason why he's gone, it's all your fault you little brat!!" Eomma yelled at me, making tears run down my face.

I just stood there with my head hung low, taking it all in. She's yelling at me because of appa, he left us and never said goodbye.

"This is all your fault!" she yelled once again, before she slapped me across the face.

I fell to the ground and curled up into a ball, crying my eyes out. Eomma went around the house, breaking stuff, shouting out rude names, and I could hear her crying.

I began to believe that it was all my fault and that I was the worst daughter ever. All I wanted to do was lay down and go to sleep, but I didn't want to wake up.

Ever.

~~~~~~~~ 16 years later ~~~~~~~~

I was upstairs in my bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror. I look down at my arms, counting all the scars and burn marks, yes I self-harmed, but not anymore.

Ever since Mark came into my life he helped me stop, he made feel loved and protected. I won't say that I still don't cry over what happened that day, it was traumatic for a little girl.

After I was done in the bathroom I walked out and laid down on the bed. My eyes became droopy and my body began to go num, I tried to stay up, but it was no use I was out.

"Its all your fault!"

"You're the reason why he left!"

"You little brat!"

Eomma stood over me and raised her hand back, I tried to stop her, but I wasn't strong enough. She hit me and I fell to the cold, dark, ground.

I looked back up at her and she had a gun pointed at me, I froze from fear. She had an evil grin on her face and her appearance changed.

She was wearing a black dress and a white mask that covered her eyes. There was blood running down the mask and down her face.

I began to shake and my heartbeat was racing, my mind was telling me to run but I didn't listen. Eomma let out a chuckle and said, "Now it's your turn to leave me, but you won't be able to come back. EVER."

And with that she pulled the trigger, the bullet went into my stomach and out my back. I fell back and stared at the dark sky, my eyes became heavy and my breathing lessened.

Everything was turning white and I could hear beeping noises beside me.

"Please wake up."

A familiar voice said from my side, I looked over and saw Mark with tears in his eyes.

"M-Mark?"

I woke up and saw that I was in a hospital bed, there was tubes in my arm and nose. I looked over and Mark was still sitting at my bedside crying with his head hung low.

I reached out and placed my hand on top of his head and he immediately looked up. A smile formed on his face, causing me to smile along with him.

"I thought I lost you this time..." he said with tears falling down.