The Dark Mark

Unrecoverable scars

Jack -

Crap...
Pain seared through my back as I moved. My vision was blinded by bright white light, and I couldn't stand it. I didn't even know where I was. Wasn't spending much time in the apartment so I knew I wasn't there.

As I lifted my head, I realised I was in hospital - again. Scraping the corners of my mind, I tried to remember why I was here. All I remember was sitting in Mark's room...

Then it hit me. Mark changed into Dark again and he hurt me... bad. I didn't have time to contemplate any answers because a doctor walked in. He was tall, wore a white shirt and had dirty blonde hair.

"Ah, Mr . McLoughlin. You're awake." He smiled as he picked up the clipboard hooked at the end of the bed. "How's your back feeling?"

"Uh..." I couldn't remember anything to do with my back - except excruciating pain. The doctor walked over and lifted my hospital gown. At first, I was confused. Then he started prodding it.

"Ahhh!!!" I screamed, tears streaming from my eyes. The pain was unbearable and I wished it would stop. The doctor realised how much pain I was in, so stopped.

"Do you remember anything?" The doctor asked. I shook my head. His head hung low and I watched him take a deep breathe. He then looked up at me with sorrow in his eyes.

"You were attacked Mr McLoughlin. Your attacker engraved words into your back with a syringe. Mark Fischbach, the patient you were with, claimed to have no responsibility over it. But he did say that he saw the attacker and tried to stop him."

I stood up and walked to the nearest mirror in the room. As I approached it, I slowly turned my back. What I saw left me speechless.

In my back were the words DARK'S BITCH

A waterfall of tears ran down my cheeks and I knelt to the ground. Why? Wiping the tears away, I walked out the room. I needed to see Mark and get some answers...