Shocking

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Ok, this story is kinda sad? I'm not sure if you'd like... This was inspired but a t.v show I was watching, but I'm adding a twist on it. In this story, Mark is a secret, crazed, mad scientist... Enjoy? By the way, you and Jack/Sean are together. I know nothing of this subject, but it seemed pretty cool... +Blood Warning+

*Mark's POV*

Here they come. Smile, Mark. Everything is okay. Everything's alright.

"Hey y/n. Hey Sean. How are you two?"

"We are doing perfect, how are you Mark? You seem... different?" Y/n said with question. I simply shake my head.

"Thanks for your concern, but I'm doing fine." Horrible. Sean smiles and they sit down at the table.

"We have some good news." He said holding y/n's hand. Then I saw it. She was wearing a shiny, green ring. An engagement ring by the looks of it. Y/n chuckles and held up their hands.

"We're getting married!" She said with excitement. I put on a fake smile.

"That's wonderful. Congratulations." My watch goes off and I look down at the phone like screen. The project.

"Sorry guys, I'd love to stay and chat, but I have something very important to do." I get up before they can reply and leave.~Time Skip~

I enter my lab and close the door, locking the deadbolt just to ensure no one can come in. I travel to the newest piece of work that I had been working on. It sends shockwaves to the brain and erases certain memories. The most cherished ones and erases memories of all involved. I'm going to do it. For the sake of my humanity. I sit down on a chair that won't shock my whole body and grab the shock tool. It looks like a screwdriver but it has a really sharp end. I grab the I.V and find my vein. I slowly inch the needle to my arm and it goes in. No pain. Now I have to find the right place. I scan for the spot and stab the device in. I feel pressure, but that's it. I press the button and feel a tingle. Then everything goes white.

~Another fracked Time Skip~

I open my eyes and stand. I look around me and sigh. What the hell just happened? All I can remember was seeing white. That's it. I look on the table and get a wrap for my head. It seems to be bleeding. I grab it and wrap my head. I put down the bandage and pick up a small polaroid picture of a girl with y/h/c. She was holding a polaroid camera. In the small space below, there was a heart, signed by y/n. How did I end up with this? I shook my head and went up to my room, laying down. Who is she? She seems so familiar, but I can't seem to place who she is. I turn and notice my head seems to be bleeding a lot more than it had been before. I get up and my vision doubles. I fall to the floor.

*Y/n's POV*

"Sean, he won't answer my calls or texts. It's really scaring me. I'm going over there."

"Babe, maybe he just wants to be alone."

"No, Mark usually answers. I'm going over there." I leave out the door and get in my car, heading to Mark's house. When I get there, I knock on the door. His car's here. I twist the doorknob and it opens up.

"MARK!" No answer. I run to his room to see if he was there. I look around and see Mark on the floor, passed out, with blood pouring out of a poorly wrapped bandage. I call 911/999 and they tell me that they'd be here soon. I sit down by Mark and hold his hand while trying to keep the blood from draining. I don't know what happened and it scares me. I hear sirens and foot steps running through the house.

"IN HERE!" The ambulance rush in with the stretcher and take him out of my grasp.

"What happened ma'am?" I was shaking.

"I-I don't know. He wouldn't answer my calls, so I went to check on him." They ran him outside and put him in the van.

"Are you riding with us?"

"Yes." I get in the back with Mark and another guy. They hook him to all these things machines and we start moving pretty fast.

-Time Skip-

I held his hand as he laid in the hospital bed. They said he'd wake up any minute now. His chest rises and falls.

"God, what the hell happened to you?" He stirs and his eyes open a bit. He looks down at our intertwined hands.

"Who... are you?" My eyes widen. He doesn't remember me...

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Part 2? Anyway, sorry, it's been a minute. How are you? Good? Good. Yeah, this is my comeback oneshot. Depressing, right? I hope you enjoyed it though. Send a request or something. It's up to you my dear friend. Thank you for reading and I will see you in the next chapter. BU-BYE!

~Chey

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