Dark & Darker

Stay!

*jack was packing and people we're making their way out, you were playing with chica and Lego. It was around 10 or so, and jack was about ready to go. And you thought you should probably head out to*

*Mindlessly you opened the front door when you were pushed back by a huge gust of wind.*

Odd it wasn't that bad when the others were leaving. Maybe in the commotion no one noticed. But either way it was getting worse.

*Mark was ready to drive jack to the airport, a place he's been to numerous times, and went outside to load the car. You on the other hand were a new driver on these streets, and were silently but obviously uneasy*

*ambition although was a trait you blatantly obtained, and you were growing confident, however, upon return from the outide, mark thought otherwise.*

"Are you sure your alright driving in whatever the hell this is?" he asks vaguely concerned

"Um....ya. Sure. Maybe....hopefully" you stutter

"You wanna stay until the weather lightens a bit?" He asks

"Do you think I should?" You ask for assurance

"How about I drop off jack and tell you how the roads are?" He suggests

"I guess that might make sense" you agree

"Alright, I'll be back" he says as he grabs his keys and heads for the door

*you give jack a hug as he grabs the last of his things*

"So good to see you buddy, stay safe and Irish" you joke

"I don't make promises" he says as he backs away

You push him "get outa here, Damn Irish" you tease

*they leave and you're left in the house. You make your way to the couch*

*mark comes back, tense, soon letting out a sigh of relief*

"How'd it goooo?" You ask kind of joking, considering his condition you already know the answer to your question.

*you stopped hearing wind and thunder but, mark looked as if he survived a tornado*

"You should probably get comfortable because, I don't see you making it home tonight" he stresses

*you roll your eyes, and let your face fall into your hands*

"Are you fucking me?" You whine

"I don't think so" he jokes

"Shutup!" You say fast, regretting your word choice

"Can I look?" you ask as you hop to the door

*you place your hand on the doorknob*

"Its not safe (Y/N)! Just stay." He insist vigorously with a distinct but rather insignificant change in tone.

*you let go of the nob slowly and walk back towards the living room. You can't help but stare at him, but you shake off the peculiar feelings as exhaustion, and look towards the entrance to the living room making your way to your now cold seat*