Sean played with his fingers as he glanced over at Mark who was bandaging his arms, his tongue stuck out the side of his lips in concentration, Sean smiling lightly at it.
"How the fuck did you get that knife in the first place? Mark looked up at him, raising an eyebrow at him.
"You left the door open when you left" Sean mumbled with a shrugged and Mark sighed, realising how bad he was at his job. "Why didn't you just... leave?" Mark asked and Sean shrugged.
"I didn't think about it and besides, I don't know the keycode" he pointed to the main door and Mark nodded slowly, continuing with the bandaging, hearing the main door suddenly click open and someone step inside,please, gasping.
"Mark?! What the fuck are you doing?!" Rodney called, shocked and annoyed, Mark rolling his eyes at him annoyingly. "Bandaging his injuries" Mark looked back at him, glaring at him through his glasses.
"The door is wide open and.... and you didn't fucking restrain him?! He would have killed you and ran out if it weren't for me getting her now!" Rodney pulled Mark back, Sean standing to give him a mouth full, only to receive and slap across the face, Rodney grabbing his unbandaged arm and pinning it to his back, pressing him up against the glass.
"Down boy" Rodney said huskily Sean growled, glancing sidely over at Rodney, his eyes narrowing at him ever so hatefully. "I'm not a fucking dog you dick wad" Sean spat venomously, Rodney's smile grew significantly larger as he tilted his head slightly.
"You're a child and a maniac, I hope one day you'll see how pathetic you are!" Rodney snapped back, Mark grabbing him and pulling him away from Sean, pushing Jack behind him, staring sternly at Rodney.
"Don't touch him!" Mark snapped and Rodney growled, cracking his knuckles cockily, his eyes narrowly glaring at Mark. "Mark, why are you defending this crazy piece of shit? Hmm? What is your fucking relationship with this.... thing?" Rodney sneered at Sean who scoffed at the word 'thing'.
"It's wrong! That's why! It's fucking wrong! You're not allowed to be fucking doing this shit!" Mark shot back, Rodney's eyes narrowed at him. "Why should that matter?! They did it to me! So how is it fair they did it and no one stood up for me when I do it to, that, you always are up defending him! You and that night shift guy" he mumbled the part about Felix.
"His name is Felix asshole!" Sean screamed at him, lunging towards him but Mark held him back, struggling as he struggled in his hold like a rabid dog.
"What are you talking about? Who did what to you? " Mark shook his head, trying to piece things together. "I was a mental patient too! This was how they 'cured' me, with beatings and lack of compassion, so the patient wouldn't get cockily about the comfort and take it for granted, you compassion for that thing is unacceptable!" Rodney yelled, Sean growled and tried to swing at him, Mark pulling him back, holding him to his chest as he flailed about.
"See? He's out of control!" Rodney pointed at Sean in disgust, Sean snarled at him, his jaw clenched as he stopped struggling, glaring angrily at Rodney who glared right back.
"Fucker" Sean mumbled and Rodney stepped forward, grabbing his unbandaged arm and squeezing tightly, Sean yelping out in pain as he was pulled towards Rodney, receiving a punch in the face, his feet leaving the floor and his back colliding with the ground with a loud thud sound.
"Motherfucker!" Sean screamed out, shielding his nose as blood left his nostrils. "Shut up!" Rodney spat, kicking his side, taken by surprise when he stumbled back, Mark punching him in the cheek, falling over his own feet and his head hitting the glass wall but he didn't get knocked out, his teeth gritted together and he sat up slowly, rubbing the back of his head, seeing blood on his hand and some on the glass.
"Mark! You fuck!" Rodney yelled, climbing to his feet, groaning loudly in pain, struggling to keep his balance. "Whatcha gonna do? Fire me?!" Mark yelled, glaring at him hatefully.
"Exactly! You're fucking fired Fischbach! Get the hell out of my sight!" Rodney shakily pointed towards the door, Mark crossing his arms and shaking his head.
"No!" Sean eyes widen and he began tearing up, Mark glanced at him sidely.
"I don't think you want that, after all that Felix and myself have seen you do? It's illegal to hit mental patients!" Mark threatened and Rodney's eyes widen.
"Are you.... are you fucking blackmailing me?" He spat and Marks smirk was all it took to answer Rodney's question. "Fucking... fucking fine! Fuck you!" Rodney waved them off, nearly falling over his feet, still holding the back of his head as he cringed and winced in pain.
"Get out!" Sean threw a punch at him, Rodney falling over at the impact and crawling out the room, Sean grinning maliciously as he watched him crawl away, somethings he's been wanting to do for years.
Sean's eyes turned dark as he looked at his knuckles, smiling at the fact he had just punched Rodney, the asshole who had been abusing him for so long, looking back up at him as he stumbled out the hall.
"Sean?" Mark said, placing a hand on his shoulder, feeling his tense and jumped, spinning to stare at Mark with widened eyes. "Are you okay?" Mark took his unbandaged arm and forced him to sit without harming him any further.
"Yes... I'm wonderful!" Sean grinned crazily, letting Mark carefully bandage his cuts, Mark got at chilling feeling at that smile. "That's.... good?" Mark said slowly and Sean giggled, nodding excessively.
"I'll kill him Mark! I will! One day I'll be in control and kill that fuck!" Sean proclaimed and Mark shook his head at him, sighing evidently. "Sean, you're trying to get out of here, not stay, if you do that you'll be identified as mentally challenged more than you already are!" Mark stated and Sean shook his head.
"I will kill him Mark! I need to feel his blood as I beat him to death! I need that satisfaction of him dead!" Sean said to him a little too forcefully through his grit teeth.
"No, Sean don't do that!" Mark stared him dead in the eyes. "Promise me you won't! You're so close!" Mark said and Sean sighed nodding.
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"Oh Jack!" Sean heard the low and familiar voice sing and he sat up, looking as Rodney opened the door and walked in with something Sean thought he'd never see again.
"A whip?! Are you mad!?" Sean stumbled back, falling over his feet and pressing his back into the corners of the walls, watching him with widened eyes, trying to back away more.
"Tell Mark about this, you'll wish you were never born!" He rose the whip, Sean shielding himself as best he could.
I'll kill you one day, Sean thought before the whipping sound echoed.
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Fanfiction"Oh, and also Mark" He said, Mark looking up at him with pursed lips. "Don't look, listen or talk to Sean for too long". "Why?" "He'll drive you to insanity"
