The one with a gun. (COMPLETED)

Day 14: Just because..

This chapter at the end is a little inappropriate, so just warning you. Its not smut, there is no sex or anything like that. And there isn't going to be in this story at all, just a little bit of fluff here and there. I hope you guys enjoy!

~Jack's POV~

I woke up in bed. Sweating, panting. I guess I had a nightmare.

I remember every thing that had happened too

~Flashback~

I was tied up to a pole. In a dark room. I saw nothing besides a dim light that shone just on me. I was naked and the cold metal was against my back. It was very uncomfortable. My arms were tied behind the pole, and so were my legs.

I heard faint footsteps that came closer to me, and before I knew it there was a dark figure hovering over me. He had a gun in his hand, his right hand to be exact. His chuckled darkly and it echoed throughout the room. He walked closer to me and then stopped.

"You really thought you could get away by calling the police?" He said

I then knew it was Mark. But he looked different. He had dim eyes. They weren't black, just like every other normal pair of eyes, they were just a dark color.  He had a skinny face, his bones was showing more in the light than it was before.

I heard sirens outside. Then they just stop. I heard loud banging from what I think was upstairs, on the door. Then I heard yelling, loud yelling. I heard them banging on the door to the room I was in.

Mark just stood there. 

"If I die, you're coming with me."

He pushed my head back against pole, and put the gun under my head.

I was screaming and crying and tried to wriggle away, but it was no use. He was much stronger than me, so I knew I couldn't get away from the get go.

"MARK PLEASE DON'T I'M SORRY! I'M SO SA-A-A-ARRY!" I said between sobs

He ignored my begging and still held the gun to my throat.

"I like when you beg, you should do it more often."

He smiled, as the police finally made it through the door. 

He finally shot, killing me instantly.

He looked at the police men, and put the gun against his head.

He shot and he fell on the floor, dead.

~End of Flashback~

I looked at the clock and saw that it was about 5:40, so I decided to get up.

'I hope that never happens."

I opened the door silently and saw that Mark was still asleep, so I decided to make some breakfast.

Of course I had to make some for him, unless I wanted that dream to happen.

I went downstairs and got out some pancake batter and bacon. I got down the pans needed and started the pancakes, then on another fire did the same with the bacon. I got some orange juice out and sat down on the couch. I grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V. I didn't really care what was on, so I just left it on the channel that was already on. Which was the news.

It started off with the weather, then it went to a person that broke out of an insane asylum. I listen to all of it, and it announced that a man by the name of Mark Edward Fischbach, has broken out of a prison for disabled people, and then it said my name. Again, it announced a man by the name of Sean William McLoughlin has been supposedly kidnapped by him, but they don't know the location of where they went. That was sad to hear.

I heard a door open so I changed the channel and walked to the cooking food. I heard footsteps come up behind me, but he wasn't trying to be quiet.

"Sean, what are you doing?"

"I-I'm just cooking, some food."

"Okay, what are ya cookin'?" He asked me

"Just some pancakes and bacon. Why are you up so early?" I asked him

"I heard the T.V. on. But I could ask you the same thing." He asked back

"I..I just couldn't sleep. That's all. So I decided to make some breakfast for the both of us." I simply said

He nodded then went to go sit down on the couch. 

"What are you watching?" Mark asked me

"I'm watching..I don't know what I'm watching." 

We both laughed and I got the plates out because the food was done. I handed him his plate as he said thank you and I returned the gesture. I poured him some juice and also handed that to him.

"Jack, don't think because we kissed yesterday, doesn't mean you don't obey me." He said

My heart shattered. I was gonna have to go through that hell again?

"Oh..o-okay."

"When you're done eating, go up in your room. I'll be there in a minute."

I nodded an finished my breakfast. I put my dishes away and headed upstairs. I opened the door, and headed to my bed, sitting down and waiting patiently for Mark to come in here. I didn't know what he was planning on doing but I didn't really care at this point. If it was sex, so be it. Its better than being carved like a pumpkin, having a scar that stays there forever, saying that my owner owns me and no one else can. 

I heard the door creak open meaning that Mark was there to do what he wanted.

He had nothing in his hands, thankfully, so I hoping that meant it was nothing threatening.

"Get naked." Mark spat

Well, there goes the threatening part.

I slowly lowered my pants and boxers with it, taking of my shirt as well.

"Get on the bed."

This was different.

He waited until I lied down and then took ropes and tied my arms around the bed, then he took my ankles and tied them up by my arms. He took off his shirt and sat down next to me. He kissed me harshly then sat back up and left the room. Before he left he said something.

"Better get rid of it." He smiled and shut the door

I frowned and looked down, knowing exactly what he meant.

Fucking bastard.