Ghost Of You - Punkiplier: Not So Bad Boy Sequal

Broken Promises

As always you waited until Mark texted you, telling you that he got home safely.

But this time it was different…

There was no text..

No Call..

No facebook poke..

Nothing..

It was 20 minutes past the time he normally gets home.

Maybe it’s just traffic with the fair and all..

You decided to wait at least 20 more minutes before calling him.

You decided to answer Ana’s text.

‘YOOOOOOOO!!!!
UR DATE TELL MOMMY ANA ABOUT IT!!!’

‘It was alright’

‘Just alright?
Did he try to touch u?
DID HE HURT U? IMA KILL HIM!!’

‘No nothing like that
we just did what normal people do at fairs.
Nothing special..’

‘Did he win u a stuffed animal or get u a bunny?’

You realized that you had left the things Mark won for you, which made you sad.

‘I got a stuffed animal but left it in his car.. :c’

After moments of telling Ana all that you and Mark did at the fair, the kiss, the talk in the car.. It was 10 minutes past the time you were planning on calling him

‘Hey hold on okay?

You closed the chat bubble and decided to call his home phone, just so you won’t distract him from driving; if he was.

No answer.

You began to worry. You didn’t know his brother’s number, well because you never needed a reason to even talk to him.

You called Mark’s phone. Straight to voicemail.

What was going on?

Your mind began racing.

Was he Okay?

Usually he never turns off his phone, and carries his portable charger. He was even charging his phone in the car, so of course it wouldn’t be dead.

His brother is always home, due to their new dog Chica, who they can’t trust to leave home alone; also he works from home, a webcomic artist.

May.. he’s just busy..

You looked at the text from Ana.

‘Okay dude but while ur gone ima tell you about this really cute guy who works at starbucks
He has blue grey eyes and brown hair
OMG HES SO CUTE!!!
And when he handed me back my change he kept saying sorry because he dropped them…
Damn i wanna take that sweet little bean home
lol get it?
Bean.. as in coffee beans…
Gtg ttyl ily’

You didn’t bother replying. She wasn’t going to see it anyways.

You put your phone on the charger and went to kitchen.

“Hey! How did the date go?" Your mother asked as she cut some apples for an apple pie.

"Mark isn’t going to stay?" Your father asked. Surprisingly he likes Mark.. well not really a surprise, Mark is a gentleman and not a fuckboi pretending to be one just to get into your pants.

Also your father threatened to cut off his genitals if he touched you inappropriately, and from the looks of it, that brought terror to Mark’s soul.

He doesn’t touch your boobs, and when he does he apologizes and says, "please don’t tell your dad.."

He stays above your waist, unless when he reaches for you phone. Sometimes you think he does that just to touch your butt without actually touching it.

“No, i think he had to take his dog in for a check up." You thought back a couple of days where he mentioned something about her not eating.

"I’m sure she’s fine." Your mother mutter.

After dinner you went straight to your room to check your messages, still no text from Mark.

Not even a phone call..

You shrugged and checked your messages from Ana.

‘HIS NAME IS ROBERT!
OMFG HIS EYES ARE BEAUTIFUL!!!!’

Then you texted Mark.

‘hey where are you?
I miss you.’

You paused for a few moments.

‘BRING DAT ASS HERE!’

You couldn't help but laugh at it, thinking of what he would reply with something like, ‘ILL BRING MY ASS IF YOU BRING YOURS’ Or, ‘okay, but be gentle this time...’

You went to your home screen and searched for an app called Zgirls; upgrading everything you could, multiplying your troops..

OH SHIT, SOMEONE'S GOING TO INVADE YOU!!

YOU HAVE 2 MINUTES BEFORE THEY REACH YOU!

Quickly you check their power lvl.

Dude! Relax, you got this!

It’s some noob thinking they could take you on with 400 power less than you.

HA! they sent out all of their troops too..

You’re alliance has your back, you knew they would attack their school.

After hours of playing, it was past your bedtime.

Pffffft! What bedtime? Its summer break!

From your room you heard a knock at the front door.

"_____.. Can you come in here?" After a few moments Your father called out to you. His tone was gentle and sweet; which made you question your situation.

You got out of bed and began walking into the living room.

Did you do something wrong?

Was Mark here?

Or chase? Ana?

Mark’s brother Jason, or Thomas, was here with a back pack.

The air felt heavy as you scanned the room.

Mother looked as if she was about to cry, Thomas looked dead, as if he had been, and father.. well he was always a mystery.

"What is it?"

They looked at each other, waiting to see if the other was going to speak first.

"What’s going on!" You shrieked.

Your mother walked over to you and placed an arm around you, as if she was comforting you.

Your father sighed. "It’s Mark… he, uhm.. died in a car crash.."

"What? No he didn’t.."

Your mother held you closer. "I’m so sorry, baby.."

Your eyes stung. "He’s not dead.. he can’t be.."

Thomas walked over to you and handed you the bag, then left.