The one with a gun. (COMPLETED)

Day 7: Only a dream?

~Last chapter~

"You couldn't of you don't kno-"

"Oh but I do.." Mark said with a grin that stared right into Jack's soul

He wanted to cry, he wanted to sob until he died. He didn't want to be alive anymore. He wanted to end it all right then and there. He didn't want to believe it couldn't believe it. How could Mark even? Why? He could've picked someone else anyone else.

Why did it have to be him?

Why did Mark do this?

Why did it have to be his?

Please god don't let this happen, please I'm begging you.

Please..

I don't want it to happen

Please..

Please..

Please..

~To the story~

"M-Mark?"

"What Jack? Surprised? You should have known this was gonna happen. I do it to every guard that comes here. They get what is comin' there way." Mark said

"Mark, how do you know the password? How did you get out of the glass door?"

"You left it open dumbass." Mark yelled

"When?" Jack questioned

"The second day you were here, you went home and left the glass door open. You put the key under a mat. Do you really think I'm that dumb? I got out." Mark answered

"But how did you get out of that door?" Jack said as he pointed to the next solid metal door."You need a pass word for it."

"You left the envelope that had all the information I needed. You left it right by the key." Mark answered again

Jack thought about everything, how he was that stupid to leave everything sitting there, in obvious places. He forgot about the real reason he should be scared.

"Mark, why?" Jack asked

"Nobody knows the hell I've been through. I plan to make A LOT of people feel the same way. But don't worry, you weren't the first one." Mark said with a wicked grin

"M-Mark please.."

"Tell me you didn't do it.." Jack pleaded

"Do what?"

"Kill them."

"What? Your family?"

"Yes, god dammit!" Jack yelled

"Oh no, I would never. I didn't just kill them, I slaughtered them." Mark said with a devious grin

"And your next.."

Jack's POV

*GASP*

"Oh god.."

"What Happened.."

I woke up in bed, in my dark room.

"What?"

I replayed in his mind of what happened yesterday.

I freaked out on Mark when he started to shoot the glass wall.

I called him a psycho..

Oh no..

I shot up from my bed and went to my closet. I put on some clothes, and got my keys and phone. I went outside and got in my car. I went over the speed limit by 10 mph, but I NEEDED to apologize to Mark. Who knows what he would do..

He finally got there, and ran inside.

The second glass door had red splattered everywhere.

He hesitated, but opened the door. Only to find..

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