How Can I Love You?

A Strange Place

    When I had woken up, it was dark.  Maybe I wasn't awake? No, I was defiantly awake.  I groaned and rolled over trying to be quiet.  My head was pounding and I couldn't see anything.  Maybe there's a light-switch I thought.  I stood and held out my arms, hoping to find a wall somewhere.  My hand pressed against something cold and I pulled it back. 
    I found it again and followed it back in the direction I came.  I bumped into some thing that seemed to be a bed, maybe that's where I was just laying. I decided that if this was a bedroom the door or light would be in front of me, no matter where the bed was.  I walked around the bed and found the wall again.  I walked on until I found the next wall and continued. Then my right hand slid over something that seemed to pop of the wall.  I smiled and moved my hand again and found what felt like a doorknob. 
    With confidence I flicked on the light-switch and the light came on underneath the door, I opened it and found myself in a small bathroom.  It was simple really, a stand up shower with glass doors, a toilet, and a marble sink with a small opening mirror. The white walls practically blinded me after being in the dark.  I looked on the back of the door and saw a full length body mirror.  I opened the cabinet doors on the sink and saw soaps, rags, and towels.  The floor was wooden and the entire room appeared to be clean.
    The light from the bathroom allowed me to see another light-switch and door in the dark room.  I flicked on the light and examined the room.  The walls were a pale blue and the carpet was a soft white.  The bed was about the same size of my original one and the set on it was a darker blue with white and pale yellow flower designs on it.  There was and oak side table next to the bed and a dresser on the left wall along with two huge windows on each side of it with dark blue curtains.  The room itself was plain, but really comforting.
   So the real question was, where the hell am I? I turned around and tried to open the door but it was locked. Strange I thought.  I looked in the room everywhere for something to unlock it. I couldn't find anything useful.  I sat on the bed really confused, and I remembered what had happened. 
    That man! It was him! I couldn't believe this was happening.  It was even more shocking to me who he was.  It was impossible, he couldn't be real. He was fictional, made up by fans, there was no way it was him. Maybe it was just a man playing a sick joke on me.  But his voice, his face, it all resembled Mark almost exactly. Maybe it really was him, just maybe.
  
     Darks (POV)
  What I did was insane, I was in her home with her, I had lifted her up!  I brought her here.  She was going to tell her mother about me and I couldn't let that happen.  Police tap cell phone conversations all the time, I've seen them do it for fun. Their sick, well I don't have much room to talk. I mean I kill people for joy. 
   One little slip up and I would have had to kill a lot more people. Her mom, her, police, and more.  I was fine with killing police, but I don't think I could kill her.  I wasn't sure about her mom. 
   If they would have listened to their conversation, they might know her as insane and they would've thought she was lying.  They would have most likely arrested her.  She had no evidence it wasn't her and there had been no suspects.  I still couldn't live with myself if I got her locked up.
    This was a strange to me, I had no idea why I cared.  I shouldn't care, only kill.  That's my main priority.  Damnit what was she doing to me?
    When I saw the look in her eyes I knew she had an idea who I was.  She's probably pondering wether or not I'm actually real.  If she's not awake yet then she will be soon anyways.  Her room was entirely different then the rest of the house.  Her room.  That felt, good, for some reason. I never felt that, I had never and never thought I would. In fact I didn't know I could.
    This was all so strange and I can imagine how confusing this must be for her. Maybe I should go in there, explain everything, let her leave.
   A part of me never wanted her to leave, but for selfish reasons.  I didn't want her to stay just to be safe, I wanted her to stay so I would have someone.
  Then another part of me wanted to see her blood spill, but that part I pushed that thought deep down within myself.
    Out of the corner of my eyes I saw light emerge from underneath the door, her door. I got up and walked over to it, a saw the doorknob wiggle a bit and she seemed to have signed. I heard her move things around and I knew what she was looking for.  I also knew she wouldn't find it.  I heard her sit on the bed, she was thinking now.  I transferred myself  into the room behind her.  She was facing the window and seemed to be lost in thought.  I walked over and sat next to her, but she didn't move. 
  I actually leaned in a little closer and forward just a tad.  I wanted to see her face.  I wanted a lot of things, to hear her voice, laughter, screams, I wanted to feel her skin, her hand in mine.  What was I thinking, this was too unusual.
    Her eyes changed and she now seemed like she noticed the world around her.  Her head turned slightly, slowly, and she now was face to face with me, a killer. 
    A tear rolled down her cheek,  but she didn't seem sad.  She was emotionless I guess.  She just looked dead Into my eyes and her lips tilted up a little, but not exactly in a true happy way. She looked lost, scared, and, something I couldn't figure out.   Then with almost no voice at all she managed to squeak out a small but noticeable "H-hello...dark."

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What's up with your life? I hope your doing well and are having and amazing almost Christmas! (Or ya know whatever)
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I'm glad you enjoy the story and it will get better (false promises😂😂😂😂jk)
Okay seeing how close Christmas is, if I don't have the time to write and make the chapters accurately on time then I will still continue and act like its Christmas until the theme is completed.
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