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Chapter Five

His eyes were burning, like wildfire. A beast had been let out of his cage, and there was no putting him away.

I tried to push him off, and tried yet again, to scream, but to no avail. I simply didn't know how. Mark pinned down my arms with his hands.

I watched his lips, and tried to blink away the tears, so I may be able to see alright.

'-wrong with you? Do you enjoy pain, you fucking gay freak?' At that moment I panicked, feeling how I was growing slightly hard against his bum, and I writhed, trying to get away.

What took me by surprise was Mark latching his lips to my neck, causing me to suddenly lose all coherent thought. He had never felt anything close to this before, it was all so intense. The feeling of Mark shifting his hips, to rutt against my erection, the sensitive nerves in my neck coming alive, my body lighting up with fire every time he touched me. It was as if a switch had been flicked on.

He brought his lips up to mine, and brought them together, nipping, and licking my lips. I wasn't sure what to do at this point. He forced my mouth open, and let his tongue invade my mouth slowly. The flat of it explored the walls of my mouth. His hands ran up the sides of my ribs, under my shirt, pulling me flush against him

I never knew how good that someone could make me feel. It felt like my body was going through stimulation, of which you could adjust the settings.

The settings were getting higher... too high... it didn't feel good anymore. I was in pain. Physical pain. Of, god, make it stop. My head. My body. Oh, God, what the hell is this?

I felt the ground changing beneath me, and the colors were seeming to drain.

Darkness.

I was in a bed.

I couldn't open one eye. If felt swollen shut. My lip was cut, and I felt aches in my body everywhere whenever I moved an inch.

Why had I dreamed of him? Of Mark?

Why did I enjoy the dream so much?

Bright lights seemed to puncture at my one open eye.

A hospital?

Fuck.

A button was beside me, with a red plus sign on it. Didn't make much since for them to set it there. I was in too much pain to move. My eye darted around the room, and I felt uneasy. Something wasn't right.

My eyes landed on a form across the room, which was passed out. I tried to focus on them, in an attempt to form any type of identification.

The form shifted slightly, letting me see the bright, vibrant color of their hair.

It was Mark.