I continued screaming.
"No! No! How did I get here?! How do I get Sean back?!" I yelled as I backed up and fell into the counter behind me. The red hair man helped me up.
It wasn't that I didn't know him, it was that I didn't know how I got here in his apartment.
Mark.
Markiplier."(Y/n), are you okay?" He pulled me into a tight embrace. A million thoughts rushed in my head. How did I get here? Where is Sean? Why am I with Mark of all people? I know he's Sean's friend! Does Sean know? How did Mark know my real name, if Sean called me Signe? How do I get out of here? Who the fuck even am I?
My thoughts came to a halt as I refocused into reality. Mark was waving a hand in front of my face. "Hello? (Y/n)? (Y/n), are you okay? Hunny please answer me c'mon." He kept begging. I readjusted my vision towards his eyes and he noticed. "(Y/n)! Oh thank god!" He kissed my lips and brought me into another embrace. He couldn't see me face, but I wore a scowl. This wasn't Jack. He could never replace him. "I thought I would have to bring you to a hospital! Thank goodness it didn't come down to that." He pulled away and smiled warmly at me. I didn't return the gesture, rather studied him. His facial features, his reactions. "Are you okay?" He asked. I kept my admittedly odd stare the same as I nodded my head. "You're sure?" He asked again for reassurance. I nodded my head again. "Okay love. Why don't you go take a shower lay down again, I'll make you a nice big breakfast, alright?" He smiled again. I knew he was trying to be nice and caring and loving and everything, but I just didn't understand. I nodded and walked back the way I originally came from after I first woke up.
I walked into a bathroom which had a closet. I pulled out a towel, picked off my clothes, and hopped in the shower. The water was so warm and relaxing, I just sat down and let it pitter-patter on my back as I can spend time alone with my thoughts.
What happened? Did the threshold I passed through become altered so I would accidentally be sent somewhere other than Sean? In this case, it was Mark. Not that I have anything against Mark. I know he is an incredibly talented and caring man. He helps several charities and donates so much. Not only that, but he's not bad looking either. But the thing is, he isn't Sean. I love Sean. Mark is cool and everything but I've grown to Sean. I want to be with him. And he wants to be with me.
Well... the Signe side of me at least.
But no matter what he likes me for who I am. And apparently, somewhere in me, there's Signe. Right now though, I'm back to (Y/n). And that needs to change.
Wait a minute.
Before I crossed to this would, I was in "Anti's Territory". Did he fucking do this?
Did he fucking place me with Mark instead of Sean? That asshole...
"Anti, you bastard, bring me back to Sean..." I whispered to myself as I slowly started to rock back and forth. I'm going crazy here.I heard the door creak open and close as a staggered to my feet. I hope to god that I was actually going crazy and just heard things. But I started to hear light thumps. I grew scared due to anticipation and closed myself into a corner and my back facing the exit of the shower through the curtain, so I won't have to see what is coming next, even though I had a pretty good idea.
I heard the curtain pull back, then placed back in it's original placement. I didn't dare move a single muscle in my small framed body. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and rub my stomach. Only my stomach. I would let him get anymore comfortable.
I felt his chest against my back, thankfully nothing else. He started placing kisses on my shoulder and neck which I could not tell if they were extremely sloppy, or the warm water was covering it up. "What's the matter baby?" I heard Mark speak in a low tone, which was actually quite sexy. I held in a shudder and replied to not seem rude. "Nothing, I woke up from a nightmare is all I believe." I sighed out. I was getting uncomfortable, and felt violated.
It wasn't his fault though. Through his eyes, he saw me as his girlfriend for however long it has been for him.
"Aw Hun, want me to help you," he started sliding his hands uncomfortably close to my womanhood. "... calm down?" As if his low voice couldn't appear any sexier. It sent chills down my spine, which accidentally caused my back to arch, bumping me... into his... business.
My body went stiff at contact. I wasn't going to let anyone other than Sean touch my body in such a way. I've had enough.
"Anti! You bitch!" I wiggled out of Mark's hold. "Get me out of here! I don't belong here!" Mark stepped closer to me and I started swatting at him. "(Y/n)! Get ahold of yourself! What is your problem?" He pinned my wrists to the wet wall, us still nude in the shower. "No! No! You're not real! Let go of me! I want Sean!" I tried to get out of Mark's grasp once more. I stared at his face and he leaned in to kiss me. I closed my eyes and yelled again. "No!"
"Woah! That got a bit out of hand, don't ya think?" I heard a familiar dark voice echo in the room. And though I heard the voice, I didn't hear the shower's water. I opened my eyes. Mark's face was not even a centimeter away from my own, with his eyes closed and his lips ready to have kissed mine. I waved my hand in front of him and got no reaction. I looked down, without remembering we were actually in the shower, and saw Mark's erect penis. My face dimmed into crimson as I averted my eyes from down south. I looked behind Mark to see water droplets frozen in place. Everything was frozen in time. It was scary, and pretty creepy.
"You gotta admit that was pretty funny. The look on your face was priceless!" The shower curtain was pulled back and I screamed. Anti stood there with a smirk on his face.
He twirled his finger in the air and everything around us again turned black. I had opened my mouth, but found no words to speak. How could I?"What's wrong (Y/n)?" He seemed to tease.
"Cat got your tongue?"
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