He's Mine (Crankiplier fanfic)

Chapter 15

Marks POV
I missed him so much. It's so good to have him back. His lips on mine again.
But he still did that thing with Tyler...
I hear Dark in the back of my mind. Trying to let me let him out again. Dark, I'm stronger. Go away. I won't let you out. I'm pulled out of my little conversation with Dark by the microwave beeping.

"Popcorn!!" yells Ethan happily. I smile at him and he smiles back. I take the popcorn out of the microwave and carefully open it, trying not to burn myself. Chica comes bounding into the kitchen at the sound of the bag opening, and bumps into my leg, causing me to burn my finger. "Ah FUCK!! Chicaaaa." I say waving my hand around. God damn t that hurt. So will your feelings after the blue headed kid is done with you. Go back to Sean. He loves you more. Dark, shut the fuck up. You know that's not true. You just like Anti.

Ethan takes my hand and kisses my thumb. "Better?" He asks, smiling. "Better." I say and smile back. I get a large bowl out of the cabinet and place it on the counter. I pour the popcorn into the bowl and a few pieces fall into the counter. "Ugh" I groan out loud. "Chica, do you want some popcorn?" I ask and she wags her tail. I throw it up into the air, and it bounces off her head. "You silly little goof." Ethan says and pets her head.

We go to the couch and sit down. Ethan's on my right and I'm leaning into the arm of the couch. I pull Ethan so close that he's basically on top of me and Chica comes and sits next to him. "Who's a good girl? Who's a cutie? You are! Youuuu are!" He praises Chica and she wags her tail, enjoying the affection. I press play and the movie begins.

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I hear Ethan's breathing get softer and decide to turn off the movie. He's asleep. How cute does he look...just an innocent little boy. He's so adorable. Or...how easy it is to slit his throat. He's not innocent. Think of what he did with Tyler. Dark, stop. I forgive him because I know he truly loves me. Pft. Yeah sure. Suck up.

I carry Ethan to our room and lay him on the king sized bed. I hear claws on wood and look behind me. "Come on Chica! You can do it." I say, urging her onto the bed. She lays at the end while I get under the covers next to Ethan. I wrap my arms around him and that's the last memory I have before I fall asleep.

Ethan's POV
I woke up in Mark's warm arms. I smile and turn to look at him. "Hey...Mark? You awake?" I whisper when I see his eyes flutter. "Mmmh I am now." He says and opens his eyes, smiling at me. Chica isn't at the foot of the bed. Where'd she go?

We go to the kitchen and Chica is sitting by the door, whining to go out. "Okay girl. Come back soon." He says and lets her out the door, after feeding and petting her. We sit down and I offer to make pancakes. "No it's fine. I'll make them." Mark replies. "But Maaaark. I wanna make the pancakes!" I say, giving him puppy eyes. "Well okay then." I put a pan on the stove and light it. I wait for it to seem like it's warm, then I splash a few drops of water onto it. They're not sizzling so it still needs a little more time to heat up.

We hear scratching and whining at the door. "I'll let her in." Mark says and goes to let Chica in. She bounds in and sniffs the air, before almost running into me. "Easy girl!" I say petting her on the back. I get out a bowl and put some water and the pancake mix into it. I stir it up and splash some more droplets of water into the pan. They sizzle, telling me it's time to put some Pam on, and then the pancakes.

"Mmmm these are delicious." Mark says. "Thank you!" I reply and take another bite of my pancake. I made four different kinds, blueberry, blueberry and chocolate chip, strawberry and lastly, strawberry and chocolate chip. My favorite is the strawberry and chocolate chip. "Here Chica!" I say and she races over. "Good girl." I say and reward her by petting her and feeding her a piece of a strawberry pancake.

"Wanna go for a walk?" Mark asks me and Chica bounds over, tail wagging. "I guess that's a yes!" I say, laughing at Chica. I go to get the leash but it's not there. "Mark? Where's the leash?" I say confused. "Oh right. You don't know. She's well trained enough that she doesn't need one." And we head out on our walk.

We're walking down a quiet road, Chica sniffing the road and me and Mark walking. Suddenly, a car comes out of no where, speeding down the road, and hits Chica. "CHICA!! NO!!" Mark screams and runs to her. I stand there horrified, not knowing what to do. Then, another car comes right after the first one, hitting Mark and knocking him to the ground. Thankfully, they didn't run either of them over. Chica's on the ground whimpering and Mark is groaning in pain.

Oh my god...what's going on...what's happening? Call the police! I pull out my phone and quickly dial 911. "9-1-1 what's your emergency?" The operator asks. "I'm on possum road, and my boyfriend and dog just got hit by two different cars!" I almost scream into the phone. "We're sending people right now. Just hang on. Are they badly injured?" I look over at them. "I-I don't know. They're both still alive. A-and conscious." I say into the phone.

"Mark...it's going to be okay. They're sending people. It'll be okay, I promise." I try to reassure him. "Chica?" He whispers. I look at her. "She's fine..." I whisper. "Sir, can you describe what happened to me?" The female operator asks. "Well...we were walking the dog, Chica on this quiet road. Then this car comes speeding out of no where, and hits her. But it didn't at the same time. It was weird. Anyway...M-Mark ran out to see if she was okay and another car came and hit him too." I say to the operator.

I hear sirens in the distance. "It's gonna be okay...it's all gonna be okay..." I whisper as I see the light fade from Marks eyes.