(( Tortured Into Love ))

11

Mark's POV

I was angry. I was sad. I was confused.

I needed him. I needed him right now.

I needed Anti.

Right. Now.

"Marki?" I was snapped out of my daze by Jack. "You alright?"

Jack's my boyfriend. Anti's my desire. The same person but at the same time they're not. Jack's adorable, Anti's sexy. Then they switch, Jack being sexy and Anti being adorable.

I sigh. "I'm fine, Jack."

"Did that whole Anti-thing... kinda change ya?" He sounded worried. He didn't want to lose the person who kept him from full insanity.

"No. I'll always be here, Jacki." I pulled him into a passionate kiss. He smiled, his worries seemed to melt away at my touch. I can't leave my little Jacki. But I can't see my alternate happy with my little Anti.

"Well, why don't we go mess with our alternates again?" He smirked evilly.

"That'd be awesome." I pulled him into another kiss, a bit deeper than the last one.

As he pulled away, he grabbed my hand and practically dragged me back to their house.

We thought about it and ended up going up to the window of the room they were in, just laying there sleeping. My little Anti with that red-haired bastard.

Jack carefully took the window apart and crawled into the room, having a needle of something and inserted it into Dark, him seeming to relax some more.

He hid the needle behind him as he easily threw Anti onto the floor. He woke up as soon as he hit the ground, looking at Jack with a terrifying look.

"Wh- what are you doing here? I- I thought you left!" He glanced to Dark, seeing if he would wake up and help him.

"We decided to come back. And Dark there isn't gonna wake up anytime soon." He held up the needle to show him, Anti's eyes widening.

"You bastard.." Jack threw him to the side with the window, Anti still looking down where he landed and he got knocked out as Jack punches him hard in the back of the head.

I practically ran to him, picking him up bridal style and just looking down at him. He looked so adorable.

Jack decided to just throw the glass onto the floor before we left. When I asked, he said he wanted to add effect.

I just went with it and we brought Anti home, tying him up to a chair in the basement and Jack, because I asked, tore his shirt off and I just watched, swooning in the process. Jack started to head upstairs.

"Mark? You comin'?"

"I'll down here, Jack. I'll keep watch." I didn't take my eyes off Anti.

"Okay..." he went upstairs.

I looked up to see if he was gone, and as soon as he left, I got up to go behind Anti.

I wrap my arms around him from behind, my hands tracing his abs. My head was next to his, and losing all control, I started to kiss his neck.

I looked up to his face, seeing him smile.

And I continued.