Chapter Eight

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CHAPTER EIGHT

I woke up early. I always did on Christmas morning. It was like my body knew what day it was somehow. I wished it hadn’t known this time, though. It would just be like any other day, except that this time I would be forced to stay in my room for hours while Mark got to socialize. Fun.

When I got to the kitchen, I saw doughnuts on the counter with a plate next to them. Apparently I wasn’t the only one who had woken up early. I grabbed a chocolate filled doughnut and sat down at the kitchen table to eat. I washed my plate when I was done and took a glass of orange juice into the living room so I could watch TV for a little bit before I got shut away for the day.

“Merry Christmas!” Mark exclaimed as I entered the room. He was already there. I hadn’t noticed since the TV wasn’t on. He was sitting on the couch silently on his phone until I came in.

“Yeah. Merry Christmas, I guess,” I replied.

“Why so crabby? It’s a holiday,” he said.

“What do I have to be happy for?”

“Well, I put up our video. There’s already a lot of positive feedback.”

“So when do I have to lock myself in my room?” I completely ignored his news about the video. I didn’t care. I was going to be a scrooge. Maybe that would slowly drive him insane enough to do something drastic like let me go. Okay, probably not, but I was in no mood to act completely happy and normal.

“It’ll only be a few hours, I promise. And I think they’ll be here at noon,” Mark told me. He tried to make more conversation even after I turned on the TV and pretended to be very interested in a show, but I just gave him short, boring answers. Eventually it got to me and I went to the bathroom to shower. I cleared my head in there and when I got out, dressed in my comfortable yoga pants, tank top, and hoodie, I was in a bit of a better mood.

“They’re going to be here soon,” Mark told me when I found myself back in the kitchen.

“Okay, I’ll see you in a few hours then,” I answered. I grabbed some food and drinks and took them to my room where I locked the door. I guess it didn’t matter that I locked it, since he could pick the lock, but I did it anyways. It didn’t take long for Mark’s mom and brother to arrive; I heard them come in. I listened to them greeting each other and then I decided I needed some real entertainment. There was a relatively small TV in my room that I turned on. It had always been there, but I had never bothered to use it. Now was the time. Luckily, it did help me pass the time. Three hours only seemed like one hour, and before I knew it, Mark was knocking on my door telling me that his family was gone.

“They didn’t stay for very long,” I commented when I left my prison cell - I mean, my bedroom.

“I told them I had a party to get to later so they left earlier than they normally would,” Mark explained. How sweet, he had made an excuse to get them out so I didn’t have to feel trapped for that long.

“So, now what?” I asked. I was getting a little tired of the same old routine. All I ever did was watch TV. I craved the internet or even a book to read.

“Come to the living room real quick. There’s something I want to do,” he commanded. I didn’t know what to expect, but I didn’t have much choice, so I followed him. He motioned for me to sit down on the couch, so I did just that. I watched him go to the Christmas tree where there was a single present. He grabbed it and handed it to me.

“You got me a present?” I asked. I was shocked to the point where I was sure that we were on the old TV show Punk’d. Maybe they were bringing it back or something.

“Yeah. It’s nothing special, but it’s something at least. I picked it up this morning when I got the doughnuts.” It was a relatively small box. It was wrapped up nicely considering the fact that Mark had done the wrapping. I ripped the paper off the box and opened it up. There was another box inside. I opened that, and there was ANOTHER box.

“Seriously? Boxception?”

“What? I thought it would be funny! No? Okay, well this is the last one anyways. Finish opening it.” Luckily, he was right. It was the last box. I opened it up to see a necklace. It wasn’t the most expensive thing ever, but it definitely wasn’t cheap either. It was very simple: just a chain with a script C dangling from it. It was perfect, honestly.

“Wow. This is pretty. C for Claire?” I asked, even though it was obvious that it couldn’t have stood for anything else.

“Yeah. So you like it, then?”

“Of course I do. It’s jewelry and I’m a girl. Why wouldn’t I like it?”

“Yeah, I guess that’s true. Here, I’ll put it on for you,” Mark said when he saw me struggling with the clasp. He made me turn so he could get to the back of my neck. He brushed my hair aside and brought each end around my neck, closing the clasp with ease.

“Thank you,” I said, looking straight into his eyes. God, why’d I do that? It was a terrible idea. He was being very kind and sweet already, and just one look at him made me melt…I hated his dark side, and I hoped I would never have to see it again. However, when he was truly being himself, I could help but be smitten. It was ridiculous.

The rest of the night was nice. We made hot chocolate and played Life. It wasn’t at all how I had imagined my Christmas to be a few weeks previously, but it actually wasn’t as bad as I had expected it to be when I had woken up in the morning. I still missed my family, though. And my friends. But when I thought really hard about it like I normally would in bed at night, I realized how fortunate I was. I wasn’t hurt. I hadn’t been killed. I was perfectly fine. I had everything I needed and I was with my favorite Youtuber. I was in a very lucky situation being that I was kidnapped. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so greedy earlier about the fact that my Christmas couldn’t be everything I wanted it to be. Maybe I should have been grateful instead. I think it was sometime after that thought crossed my mind that I fell asleep.

 

 Hey guys, I apologize that this chapter is so short. There just wasn't that much that I wanted to put in it. The next chapter will be...interesting. That's all I can say. I hope you guys liked the update anyways!

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