Should I Or Should I Not?

Chapter 9

Mark's P.O.V.

I found myself tied to a chair. (Y/N) was right in front of my eyes. she had duct tape across her mouth and was tied to a chair as well. I struggled to break free but to no avail.  A man walked beside her. Jason. He took out a gun and placed it next to her head. (Y/N) started to squirm. Tears fell from her eyes as she closed them in fear. My eyes widened. "I warned you Jefferson." He said as he pulled the trigger.

"NO!!!!!!"

I woke up. Sweat trickled down my neck and down my back. I was panting ever so hard. I sat up and stared at nothing as that nightmare came back to me. I shook my head. "M-mark... calm down... that's not going to happen. It never will." I then got out of bed and walked over to my bathroom. I turn on the tap and splashed water all over my face, as i did i felt someone staring at me. I quickly turned around and of course no one was looking. I then look at myself in the mirror. "Mark... what are you doing?" I said to myself and unexpectedly, tears start to fall. "What the fuck?" I say as they continue to fall. I wipe them away hoping they would stop but they wouldn't. I laugh to myself and smiled pathetically. God... i'm hopeless

Your P.O.V

I woke up and looked around. Chloe was lying down next to me and i smiled. This was the only time she seemed peaceful. I got out of bed and look at the clock on her desk. "2 a.m. huh" i mumbled rubbing my eyes. I looked out the window and admired the stars. Since i was up i thought i might as well get some coffee. I opened the door and walked down the stairs in an oversized shirt and shorts. when I went down I saw David sitting at the coffee table, head in his hands. as if he was disappointed or something. he didn't even notice me come down. I don't really like him but well, he is still Chloe's stepdad and there's nothing I can do about that. so I decided I might as well get him a cup of coffee

too. so I went to the kitchen and made two cups of coffee. Does he want sugar? Ah fuck it. I just made it and took them, sitting in front of him. He looked up at me and said 'thanks'. I didn't say anything and just continued drinking my coffee.

"I'm guessing you saw what happened just now?" he asked and I nodded. why am I progressing this conversation? I nodded. "I'm sorry you had to see that". he said. I could feel myself boil at that moment. "Save that for Chloe. How could you slap her? she's your stepdaughter."

"I didn't want to (Y/N). It's just that... smoking weed? Getting herself suspended? I love her like my own... but sometimes it's too much." he said. to be honest... that actually made a lot of sense. well you can't always give in to Chloe just because she lost her dad and all... so at this point I was just torn. i took another sip and he sighed. "I only wish I had been a better stepfather." I sighed. "You are already a good one. just don't take it out on her too much, maybe get Joyce to talk to her and you can just improvise from there. Violence doesn't always work Mr. Madsen." I said and washed my cup before going back up to Chloe's room. I laid down on the bed next to Chloe again and covered myself with the blanket. I just hope he actually listens to what I say.