Markimoo (Markiplier Imagines book)

4: Stolen pt 2

As the days went on, your struggle only became worse. More beatings, more crying, and you became unhealthily thin due to starvation and your body weak from not ever moving. When he comes down the stairs once more, your eyes look up, feeling dead. But at the same time, your loving hope for Mark never faltered.

"It's Friday, and you're still here. How lucky for you, you get to enjoy our Friday night party,"he smiles before continuing. You never recognized him, even when he lost the mask. He turns around and continues,"What's the party, you ask? Oh, to have some fun with that little body of yours."

You stop breathing. Your body is only Mark's for touching. You begin to squirm, realizing its 9:00 pm. You're about to get raped. The second he releases the chains, you try to fight, but to no avail.

He throws you on the floor, pinning you down and straddling you. Your legs are completely void of strength, so you can't kick. He is quick to slip your shirt off, grabbing and licking at your breasts hungrily. Disgusted, you desperately try to fight. You gather saliva in your mouth before licking the tape, making it unsticky. You do this all the way around your lips until the tape finally slides off.

You scream at the first chance you get,"MARK! HELP ME!"

You continuously scream over and over until he covers your mouth with his hand. You scream through it, just to make noise. Any noise at all will help.

Mark being your only hope at escape, you do your best to hold out with what little power you have. When he tries to pull your pants down, you buck your hips up, giving him a hard time. Unfortunately, he successfully gets them and your panties off. You fight like a cat and scream for your life as the man tries to get his pants down. You don't even look when you know he's about to. You scream as loud as you can.

BANG!

Your shaking, screaming, fighting and crying come to a halt when you see the man unconscious on the floor. When you look up, you see your red haired sweetheart holding a shovel.

"OH MY GOD, (Y/N)!"he falls to his knees, beginning to break down.

You're so weak, you have to crawl over to him,"Mark..."

You can't even finish saying his name without your voice giving out. You grab his hand, triggering his emotions.

In one fast motion, he scoops you up in his arms and cradles you gently, pressing his forehead to yours to cry. You both stay there for a few minutes. Mark doesn't even care that your clothes are gone, he found his love. That's all he cared about.

"I heard your screams from the driveway. It broke my heart to hear you screaming like that,"he sobs,"I was awake for days, calling people, driving everywhere, trying to find you. I can't live without my baby. I love you so much."

Looking up into his brown eyes, you knew you were finally safe and sound, in your Markimoo's arms.