Chapter 9: Wilford's Mark

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(Y/N)'s POV

You were asleep for about 13 minutes when you felt something burn your arm. You jumped up and held your arm. You yelled. You looked around but no one was there. You looked at your arm to see something burnt in your skin. It then glowed pink so you saw what it was. It was a pink mustache. You knew exactly who it was. "Wilford," you whispered to yourself. Mark and Dark ran in my room at the same time. "Are you okay," they said at the same time. "Y-yea, just a burn," you said. "A burn?!?!," they yelled running to your side. They turned the light on and looked at your burn. They're eyes widened. They looked at you then at each other. They did that again and again until Dark spoke up,"This is not good." "What?," you asked, worried. "Wilford,...he...put his mark on you," Dark said with also a worried face. "Whats that supposed to mean?," you asked. "You can't leave," Dark said. Your heart stopped. Could he do anything else to you? Why did he do this? You were confused. "I'm sorry," he said. You knew he truly felt bad. Mark said the same. You gave them both a hug. "At least I get to stay with the two best people I've ever met," you said with a smile. You look at they're faces. They were tomatos. You smiled. You knew you had to get used to this. You guys sit in silence until you speak up ; "So, how about a movie?" They nod in agreement. "Great you say as you get up and go to the living room.

(Hey sorry it was short but I promise it will get better soon. Stay awesome! Bye!)

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