The next morning, I wake up in Mark's arms. The problem is that we're in the kitchen, and I hear them eating. I lift my head up, and Mark grins at me." Hey sleepyhead." He says, and I glare at him for a moment." Why am I not in bed?" I ask, and he sighs." You would let go of my arm." He says, and I look down at my arms. They are tightly wrapped around his left arm, and his hand is on my stomach." I'm sorry." I whisper, and he just strokes my hair." It's okay, you had a nightmare." He says, and Thomas giggles." Yeah, you need your Daddy when you're scared right?" He asks, and Mark starts choking on his drink." Thomas you son of a bitch!" Mark says, and Nona hits him lightly on the shoulder." Swearing." She says, and sits down at the table. Mark hands me his coffee cup, and I sip a bit of it before setting it back down on the table. I'm exhausted because of cleaning up, and my head is swimming due to not taking my medicine. I shut my eyes for a moment, then open them to see Thomas staring at me." Yes? Is something wrong?" I ask, and he shrugs." I don't think so. Is there?" He asks, and I shake my head." No, I'm okay. I have to do some stuff today though. Like go get medication for Mark and I, plus I need to get some supplies for something else."
"What's this 'something else'?" Mark asks me, and I grin." Something for tonight, I'm making dinner tonight to thank Nona for letting us stay here longer than was expected." I tell him, and he wraps his arms around me." Well that's very nice of you Lyca." He says, and I blush really hard." I'll drive you to town then." Mark says, and I nod." Sure, that would be fun. Get you out of the house also." I say, and Nona starts to play with her fingers." We're going out to dinner with family tonight." She says, and I stare at her." Oh...who?" I ask, and Mark smiles down at me." With my step-parents, your step-grandparents kind of." He says, and I nod." Okay, that sounds fun. But I still need to get Medication." I tell him, and he rolls his eyes." Okay, we need to get changed first. Then, we'll go get medication." He pats me on the shoulder, and I walk into his bedroom. I pull off my pajamas, and pull on some fresh clothes. Some Black skinny jeans, gray long sleeved sweater, dark red beanie, and gray sneakers. I start to fell nervous as I stand in front of the bed dressing myself, and start to sense another person in the room. Before I can turn around, I feel a finger go across my shoulder blades. I flip out, and slap the person. Before I can slap the person, they grab my arm just as I'm about to hit them. It's Mark, and he's grinning at me." Scare you?" He asks, and I glare at him." Yes, you did." I say, and pull my hand away from him." You Jerk, I thought you were...." I stop, my eyes widen. I just realized why I reacted like that.
He tilts his head to the side, and gives me a soft grin." You thought I was Todd?" He asks, walking toward his closet and I sigh." I'm...I'm sorry." I tell him, and he pulls of his shirt. He sighs as well, and grabs a hoodie. Bright red with no strings. He also puts on the same sweatpants he's been wearing for almost three days now." Lyca, he isn't coming back. Remember that baby. I will protect for the rest of you life and mine. He isn't going to come back, he can't. I can promise you that, okay?" He says, and I nod." Yeah, I know. It's just...I can't help it sometimes. I lived with him for ten years, now I'm finally free. You don't understand what that is like, to finally be freed of that type of abuse. To be...free." I say, and feel as if I'm falling for a moment. Mark places his hands where my forearm connects to my biceps, and his hand is extremely warm." Do you feel that?" He asks, and I look up at him." What? The warmth?"
"Yes, the warmth. That is my love for you, it burns so hot within in me that it makes my skin hot." He says, and I start smiling. Then all of a sudden, I start laughing. I'm laughing so hard, that I fall to my knees clutching my stomach. Mark stands there so confused, and looks around to see if he's actually seeing this." I'm sorry, it's just that...that was amazing. So heart warming for you to say that, and you're the King of Five Night's." I say, and he stars laughing as well." Is that all I am to you? A youtuber?"
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Broken (Edited edition)
Художественная прозаThis is the edited version of Broken, one of my top stories. I believe since it's almost Christmas, I should give a present of a better version of it. I'll be using the same story line with different parts in it. I'll take out some parts, and par...