Mark Lakes's Pov
What to do... What to do... I punched her too hard... She might die without food. This was a crack house, but oh where oh where? I glare at Liz, who was on the floor. I check her pulse. Her pulse was softly beating. I take out a rubber band and scissors. I look at Lisandee's face. She was squinting now. I drop the scissors and rubber band, and pick Lisandee up. I make her sit on the chair, which right away, she stands up. "Calm down now Lisandee. No need to get angry. She walks away from me, and picks up the gun. I stare at her. "Don't touch me! How do I get out of here!" She cries out. Now she was crying. I couldn't resisit her anymore. I walk toward her, out of the camera shot, and kiss her, right on her bloody, and teared up mouth. She tries to pull away, but I hold her shoulder. Once I stop, but am holding her shoulders, she screams, and points the gun at me. She was crying way too much now. Sobbing, I should say. She puts her fingers on the trigger and clicks. Before I knew it, I was in pain on the floor. She had shot me in the knee. A non-death limb if shot, but she did this for a reason. I couldn't heal without medical help. Right then Lisandee was sitting against the wall, sobbing. I crawl toward her. She was by the camera, but not in the shot completely. She had her knees to her chest. "Come back Lisadee. Your not the angry are you?" I ask. "Yes I am. You.. I don't even know you!" She says and stops talking to me. Crying only. She stands up all of a sudden, and runs to the corner of the room, and throws up. Once she stops, she lays down, and... Just lays there. I go next to her, dragging myself. I check her pulse, and she jumps ups up, so she is sitting up. "Don't touch me. Look what you did to me." She cries out, and I look over, and gasp. She was now throwing up blood. "Lisandee you need something to eat." I say, serious now. She was dying before my eyes. Lisandee looks down and away from me. "I'll get you something." I say, and try to get up. I was limping, and in pain. He raim was a little off, so it went up, and it was easier to walk. I limp past the camera, grabbing the food I had put down, and limp to Lisandee. She was now sitting away from the blood, and a little closer. "You look like a skeleton." I say, and set down the food next to her, and l flop down. She glances at it. "You have it." She says. I stare at her with amazement. "Lisandee. You have to eat. You'll die. Eat this." I push it toward her. Turning away from me, she eats it. When she is finished, she stays away from me. "Thank you." She says, and that is all. "Your welcome." I say.
Erin Hotchner's Pov
There wasn't anything on the video. Liz had shot Mark's leg, because he had done something to her. She had also thrown up. Liz took control pretty much, but he wouldn't say anything. She ate something, now there was nothing. We couldn't do anything else. Finding out he was from the pack... There was nothing we could do. He used to be good. But he also used to torment the Lakes family. We hear talking now. Mark starts the talking. "Lisandee. I want to tell you something." He says. Liz doesn't say anything. "Your mother and father weren't apart of the pack. I was. I quit, and did what I did." He says. "Do you want to be here?" I hear Liz say. "No, I don't. Why?" He asks. "Because I don't either. I want to leave. This crack house stinks. There's a highway outside, if that's possible. There's a few streets. Where are we?" She asks.
