"Giving me a fooking headache"
Mark looked at dark, his hand shaking slightly. Mark opened his mouth to say something but no words followed the shaky breath, so he just closed his mouth. Dark shook his head "Mark wanted you to say if jacks safe. And ok."
Anti nods carefully "yeah jacks okay.." Mark sighs in relief, stepping back and rubbing his tired eyes.
Dark smirks "don't get up by the way. Jack broke his ankle..if you can't feel it already" he crosses his arms and walks to the side of anti.
"Yeah. I noticed." He grimaces and moves up so dark can sit "I hate this. This whiny Irish cock won't stop talking." He growls "and
I can't even use my
New legs.." he frowns
Mark grimised "watch your tounge!" He snapped In a burst of rage. "He is more than just a pair of legs!"
Dark raises a eyebrow and anti crosses his arms, looking away "whatever."
Mark was in a very bad mood indeed, not liking this 'anti' guy sitting on his couch (sofa). Dark looked at them
Both, smirking from ear to ear "oh this is going to be interesting." He exclaimed, earring death glares from
Both the other boys
YOU ARE READING
My Darkest Days
FanfictionA story about Jack trying to get to grips with anti as he becomes more powerful. And Mark trying to find out what the hell was going on!!
