The Dark Mark

Engraving with syringes

Jack -

"Let's take this to another level..."

Those words haunted my mind. What did he mean by that? Actually, I'd rather not know. But Dark had a firm grip around my waist and dragged me to the bed.

"I have no intention of fucking you Jackaboy. I have the intention to claim you as mine."

I squirmed under the demon's grip, but he was too strong. Struggling was becoming pointless rather quickly so I gave up.

Dark ripped the shirt of my back and flipped me onto my stomach. Whatever he was doing was gonna be bad. I daringly watched him walk to the end of the bed where an empty syringe (grade F for safety in this hosptital) was lying on the sheets.

My heart could be felt in my mouth. I ran for the door, but Dark was much faster than me. He stopped me and shoved me back onto the bed - face against the cold sheets.

Dark placed a cold, lifeless hand onto my back. Shivers ran down my spine at the touch. Come on Mark take back control.

Dark -

I could feel Jack shivering under my grip. An evil smirk crept onto my lips as I lowered the syringe, barely touching his back. Jack flinched when the needle touched him, but I didn't care.

Covering Jack's mouth, I rammed the needle into his back and dragged. He screamed out in agony, but it was muffled by my hand. I wrote across his back with the syringe as my pen. Blood dripped from it as I lifted it from his back again.

I stood back to admire my handi work, smiling profusely. Jack just lay there - limp and scared. I looked at the writing on his back:

DARK'S BITCH

"Ah." I breathed out. Jack still hadn't moved when I crawled back into bed. I casually let Mark take back control coz why did I need it presently?

Mark -

I stared dumbfounded at Jack. What had Dark done to him? Blood seeped from the letters carved into his back. A syringe lay on the floor, half covered in the crimson liquid.

Without hesitation, I called for help. Jack needed it - NOW. Nurses and doctors came flooding in and questioning what had happened. I was hyperventilating so didn't respond. They took Jack to an emergency ward and said they'd talk to me when I was ready...