(Y/pov)
I wake up in a different place. Still the hospital, but different room. I was still covered in blood, from falling on the floor. I looked around but saw nobody else in the room, not even Mark. "Hello?" I say waiting for answer. But I didn't get one. I decided to get up and look around. I was a little stiff, but was manageable. I walk into the bathroom, and see a fresh pair of clothes. I locked the door behind me and took off my annoying and itchy hospital clothes.
I get dressed and walk out, but walk out to see a nurse and Mark waiting by the door. "Ok well I've told you, but now you can leave anytime." She said to Mark. Then Mark looked at me. "A-Are you ready to go?" He asked a frightened. "Yeah, but, what happened? How long was I out? "A couple days. And after you threw up blood, you just passes back out on the ground, the nurses helped you stop with the blood, and it seemed you were just sick, that's all." After our little convo. we headed to his car. We headed to back to my house. I left without saying anything and so did he.
I opened the door to my apartment to see Michel sitting on the couch. My face went pale. I quickly tried to turn around to run but, he saw me. "There's that dumb bitch!! Where were you?" "Hospital." He got up, and grabbed me. "Leave me alone." I said to him through my teeth. "No, now follow me." We left the house and went into the street. "W-what are you doing?" I asked him worried. "I'm gonna finish you off." My face went pale again. After trying to get away we saw a car. He went to the sidewalk with me trying to pull away. The car came closer, and then he threw me into the street. I fell onto the pavement and hit my arm. The car came closer and was about to hit me, but it stopped. The car stopped, thank god. A man got out of the car and ran to me, it was Mark. "(Y/n)!" "Mark." I smiled at him and I got up with Mark helping me. "DAMMIT!! Not you again!" Michel yelled. This time I was furious. Mark looked at me but I didn't. I stormed over there and Michel came my way. He threw his fist at me but I caught it with my hand. Michel looked surprised, but lost it with me hitting his face. He dropped to the floor. I walked around to see anything I could beet him up with. I saw a metal bar and grabbed it. I walked back to him with the bar, and started hitting him with it on his back, over, and over again. I started to loose feeling in my body. I didn't feel like myself anymore.Marks/pov)
Y/n) kept hitting him with the metals bar. I herd laughing, and crying from her at the same time. "(Y/n)!" I yelled for her to stop and she did. She turned around, but I didn't see the same girl I met a whole new person. Her eyes were black, her skin was pale, her hair was grey. "(Y/n)?" I asked worried. "I'm not her." She said in a higher pitched voice. "The names Death. And (Y/n) is gone. You won't see her again."she laughed evilly, it scared me. She then dropped the metal bar on the lifeless body of That guy. And dropped to the floor. Her hair went back to (h/c), and (e/c). She was coming back. Whatever came over her, was like Dark. I'm afraid that she has another side of her like I do.
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FanfictionYou were having a great life. Your boyfriend was the best, until he changed and that changed you. You leave your boyfriend by getting rescued by a handsome tall hero, but will you let your dark side come out? {COMPLETED}