"You say he can't drive with the bump?" The doctor looked him straight into his deep brown eyes, "y-Yes sir. He can't! He will crash!"
"We will try sir!" That was it. Mark lept across the table and grabbed this arm firmly, "you won't try, you will find him..." "No need to be like that Mr.Fichbach!" "There is, NOW FIND HIM BEFORE YOU END AND SEAN END UP DEAD IN MY HANDS!" A flicker of Hatrid burned in marks eyes as the doctor gave him a 'I don't give a shit' look.
Mark could tell the The doctor didn't move in the slightest awareness to find Jack;he went back to his desk, arms across the table, head down, cursing, probably about Mark.he approaches the doctor,slowly with a flare of Hatrid still flaking before him.
"Sir.., I need you to find him now, he is my only love and he is carrying out baby..."his eyes began to flicker with black Hatrid," I shall find him, DOCTOR, I shall find him, but if I find its too late... God help you,you shall pay"
He stormed out of the room, hands closed into tight fists but yet they were shaking with fear,dreading for the worse to happen. He carried on walking, walking and walking until he burst out into a fit of running at the sound of a spin if wheels and the bleeding sound of ambulances...
"That better not be Sean!"
Mark broke out in a huge fit of crying,knowing that he was the unfortunate one in that car.....
"Sean? I hope that wasn't you!!!"
A shuffle came from behind him followed by heavy breathing.....
