The Dark Mark

Reflection in the mirror...

Jack -

I was sleeping peacefully before I heard heavy breathing coming from behind me. I slowly turned to face Mark and a worried expression plastered onto my face. He was lying on his back, his body shaking. A scared expression took over any happiness that was once on his beautiful face. Mark's breathing was heavy and uneven, and at first I didn't know what to do.

Then I realised that if I woke him up it might stop whatever's happening. I propped myself up onto one elbow and used my other hand to shake Mark.

"Mark"

No response. I felt a sudden wash of fear flow over. Sitting up properly I grabbed both of his shoulders and shook him.

"Mark!" I begged, a single tear rolling of my cheek and onto his exposed torso. I kept calling his name but the shaking just wouldn't stop and Mark wouldn't wake up.

"Felix! Please it's Mark!"

I called Felix and got out of bed. As I through on sweatpants and a t-shirt, Felix came running into the room and over to Mark. He knelt by the bed and grabbed Mark's hand. Squeezing it tightly, he whispered so that Jack could still hear.

"Come on Mark, you can pull through this. You've done it once and you can do it again."

Tears streamed down my face as I watched the man I had helped and cared for suffer. I ran into the bathroom and slammed the door behind me, leaving Felix with Mark. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were puffy and bloodshot, tears stained my face and my hair was a disheveled mess.

I ran the cold water then splashed my face with the icy fluid. As I looked into the mirror, I fell back in horror. My reflection wasn't of me anymore - well it was but different. My face was paler like paper, my hair was a deepened shade of dark green, but my eyes were what scared me the most. One of my eyes was my normal ocean blue but the other was a sickening shade of green. My reflection menacingly smirked at me, bearing sharp fangs that could peirce through anything.

Hello Jack, miss me?

I shook my head and stared back at my reflection. Everything was perfectly normal. No sick green eye, no dark green hair, no menacing smile.

"Must be seeing things..." I mumbled to myself, barely audible and to anyone.

"Jack! Jack he's awake!"

I heard Felix yell from my room. Forgetting about what I had seen in the mirror, I ran back into the bedroom. Mark was leaning against the bed frame and looking like he was hit by truck. His eyes had black bags under them, he was soaked in sweat and he generally didn't look all that great. Mark pulled me into a tight embrace before whispering

"I'm so, so sorry"

Sup guys!! Sorry this isn't a long chapter like I had hoped it would be but oh well :) can't do everything, am I right?

But anyway, I just realised that 'The Dark Mark has over 600 reads and I'm so thrilled about it!! Thank you all SO SO much and thank you for reading because it's my first fan fiction!!

But I'm gonna have to go :(...

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