Darkness Helps Me Hide It

Chapter 8: Awkward confession

*Dark POV*

There was just silence. Mark was waiting for a response but I didn't have one. I wasn't sure but he was getting inpatient so I spat out whatever came to mind first.

"Maybe I want this one to last." I replied unsure

"Dark." He paused for a moment. "Do you ha-"

I cut him off by throwing a knife at his feet making him jump. "Don't say what you were going to say. You know very well I do not deal with those types of feelings and I never will. And to answer that. No I don't. I'm just having a few slow days." I said not wanting to here those dreaded words.

Mark sat there for a few moment before he started giggling to himself like an idiot. I growled and shot daggers at him with my eyes.

He calmed down frombhis giggling fit. "You really need to learn to deal with those emotions Dark. At this rate you're going to seem very awkward to Y/N and she'll catch on... But maybe not at this moment." He said that last part in a low tone. I had remembered about what I had done to Y/N.

Maybe I should say something. Or maybe I should ignore the dumbass in front of me who's trying to give me advice on how to deal with crushes.

*Y/N POV*

I had gone into the bathroom like mark had advised me to so I could wash off the blood that had poured down on me. I didn't take a bath though. I took a shower. I wasn't about to sit in a bath of blood. I dealt with it once a month but I won't do it on purpose. (A/N: see what I did there? Hahaaaaa pleasedonthateme~)

I finished up my hot shower and decided to slip into new clothes and just throw away the bloody ones. I stepped out with just a towel around me so I quickly ran out of the bathroom to my room. Before I stepped through the door my eyes met with Darks. I felt a shiver go down my spine. Though all in all I went into my room and dug though the drawers for clean clothes. I put on some black jeans and a band shirt. I won't really bore you with what's underneath.

I sat down in bed and I shook out my hair and towel dried it. For a few minutes I didn't see anything but the fabric of the towel. When I was done I saw Dark standing right in front of me about two feet away. He had his hands behind his back. Which worried me a little.

"Fucking hell!" I said startled and I threw the towel at him and he let it fall down to the floor. I seemed to have composed myself back to normal.

I looked up to at him. He had a weird look on his face. He seemed like he wanted to say something so I waited. There was an awkward silence.

"Dark?" I broke the tension. "Got something to say?"

"Stand up." He strenly said. And I did as I was told. "Here." He held out his hands and I looked down to see...a collar? It had dog tags and everything. Had some studs on it too.

"Uh Dark that's a uhh..dog collar?" I said awkwardly. Don't tell me he's expecting me to seriously put this on.

"I know. Put it on." Before I could say hell no, he already had it around my neck and latched on. "There. Now you're mine." He sounded off. His voice sounded like he was forcing something.

"Dark is something wrong? I know I'm not one to ask bu-" I was cut off by a set of lips. Holy shit what's happening.

Darks kissing me. He felt a bit rough but I know he didn't mean any harm. I didn't want to question it because it felt so nice. So I started to kiss back. Dark wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. I pulled my hands up and set them on his chest. My heart was racing and my face was feeling hot. I knew I was blushing. I felt as though Dark wanted to put more force into the kiss but he was holding back.