Reversed -Septiplier-

~Chapter Three~

~Jack's POV ~

Mark and I walked to my house. Normally it would take me half an hour, but with us talking and laughing so much it took us way longer. We were not even halfway there, and it had already been 45 minutes. We talked about literally anything, like we have been friends for years. It was like I found something I never knew I had lost.

We also talked about the kiss. We both said it was just acting. A huge part of me was relieved, but a tiny part was a little bit sad. I didn't know why and I quickly shook my head to get it out of my mind. Mark didn't notice and we just kept talking.

After a few minutes Mark suddenly stopped walking. I turned around and looked at him. "I've got to check something." He took his bag off of his back and kneeled on the ground before I could protest. I didn't want to be nosy so I looked around a little bit. After a little while I turned around.

Mark was right in my face. I jumped a little, because I didn't expect him standing so close to me. He just stared at me, with this lifeless look in his eyes. No joy or sadness, anger or fear, disgust or love, just nothing. We just stood there, for what seemed hours. I almost didn't notice him looking around. 'Why did he do that?' I thought. 'There's noone around, is that why he was looking around? To see if someone is around?' I was thinking to much, because I didn't realize what he was doing, until the last moment.

He acted really quick. He held a white fabric in front of my mouth and his hand on the back of my head. I knew what he was doing, because I had seen it in movies so many times. I just couldn't believe that he was doing this. I tried to hold my breath as long as possible, but I had to give in at one point. I knew I couldn't fight it any longer and inhaled the chemical. Everything became black pretty quickly. Before I completely passed out, I heard a soft whisper; "I'm sorry.."

~ Time skip ~

I woke up, but I couldn't see anything. I was blindfolded. I heard two voices talking, but I couldn't identify them. I was tied up, with my arms around a pole on my back. I tried to move, but I couldn't. "Look who's awake." One of the voices said. "Let me go!" I screamed. "Calm down, you're gonna be here for a while." the other voice said. "Says who?" I said. Trying to look confident, what I obviously didn't. "We do. Now listen. You think you're really though, but you aren't. We are the boss here, and if I where you I would just shut up. Just to avoid getting hurt as much as possible." I didn't know what to say, so I just said nothing. But my anger was starting to rise.

"Shitbags." I whispered, but it was loud enough for them to hear it. "Listen up! I said that you should be quiet!" The first voice shouted in my ear. "You shouldn't say a word while you dance with the devil." He hissed at me. "You don't know who you're dancing with." I hissed back at him. I felt a kick in my side and I had to bite my teeth to hold back the screaming. I thought that he was going to kick me again but before he could I heard a loud banging on the door.

I heard someone open the door and footsteps came in. Then the 3th voice started talking. I recognized it immediatly, but I didn't know if I had to be happy or extremely mad. It was Mark. "Are you ready?" One of the voices said. I still didn't know who the other two people in the room where.

I heard Mark come closer and I felt the rope around my hands losen up. I wanted to move but before I could, someone picked me up. I couldn't escape now. I heard a door open and I assumed that I was taken to another room. Shortly after that I was put down on te ground. I felt my blindfold losen and after a few seconds I could see again. I was in a smal room with grey walls and a stone floor. A table in the corner, a closet and two doors, both on the opposite sides. I felt someone at my ankles and I saw Mark untie me.

I quickly crawled away from him when he was done. He stoop up, and walked to the table. I stood up as well, when he started to talk in a quiet voice. "Don't worry, I'll get you out of this mess." He grabbed something from the table, but I couldn't see what he grabbed. "You were the one who brought me in this mess." I whispered. I couldn't talk normally, and I didn't want to either. "I'll explain everything." He said when he turned around. I immediatly saw the knife in his hand and started backing up. "Explain what? What are you going to explain to my dead body?!" I said, still backing up. He came closer and I backed up against the wall.

He stood reallly close to me. A hand next to my head and a leg between my legs. I couldn't run. "Trust me" he said. "Well, I did that before, and now I'm here." "Please, I'm trying to get you out of here alive. But I need to do one thing for that. I'll explain everything. I swear!" He said. Before I could answer he stabbed me in my right leg. I wanted to scream in pain, but before I could do that he pushed his lips onto mine. I was so confused.

After a little while I calmed down. He seemed to notice and he pulled back. I was still in pain and it was like he could read my mind. He leaned to my ear and whispered; "Hold on."