Found Dead

Chapter 6

Candy's pov*

Mark wants to die. "Mark is dead, all you have now is his corpse!" She can this all be true. Mark would kill to save me, but also what if that's just what he wanted . To die. To die with a clear mind, a clear reason to die. But why would Mark my best friend, my brother, want to die. We have everything, we are amazing AT everything. We are popular, everyone wants to be us, everyone loves us. Why die, why want to die, when you have everything. It hit me like a fucking bolder. He told me who he truly liked and I judge the shit out of him. I have to go and see him again. I got off of my bed and grabbed, my keys once again. Carole was sitting in the living room with Jack. He had his hand around her. They didn't notice me run outside. I didn't put on my Jacket. I checked my phone for the time, and saw it was Wensday. How? I for into my car and started driving to the hospital. They tried to stop me again but money always talks. I ran to his room. He was still awake. "What do you fucking want Candy?" He said groaning as if I were a pain in his ass.

"I remember who you like. And I am sorry for judging you. It's just odd don't you think? What if mom and dad found out? It's to risky." I said and he looked me in the eye.

"But it's love Candy. You can't stop how I feel." He said, and I shook my head.

"I am sorry but mom and dad won't allow it. It's not even fucking legal." I said and he grabbed my hand.

"Legal or not I fell in love with you." He said. I looked at him.

"Mark, we are family. This would be incest. That's not allowed." I replied.

"We are rich we could have paid people off, everyone off." He said and I shook my head.

"Mark I am your sister, and not only that your triplet sister. The second girl on the household, the sweet girl you have known all you life as Sister!" I said and pushed my hand me away from him.

"Then why the fuck did you show up? To make me feel worse about it like you did the first time I told you?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No-" I tried to sya.

"You know what fuck off, like I said 'Mark is dead, now all you have is his corpse!' It's all you'll ever have because fuck you and life." He said. Tears formed in my eyes.

"You are my brother, and your judging me for not liking YOU! Wow that's so fucking smart Mark, that's always so smart Mark! Fuck you Mark, and I hope you kill yourself. You are fucking trash you bitch!" I shouted loud enough for it to be a shout at him. He looked at me and sighed.

"Maybe I fucking will." He said as he pulled out all his IVS. I screamed, nurses came running in. They pushed me out of the way. I tired to get back to our him, but a male nurse held me down. He dragged me out of the room.

"You need to calm down Ma'am. " He said in a calming voice. I started shaking. I was to scared.

"He- he's gonna d-d-die!" I cried, and he looked me in the eye. He smiled and shook his head.

"No...Mark isn't going to die okay, you need to calm down." He said as he grabbed my hand for reinsurance.

"He is going to die!" I shouted. I notice he had purple eyes. His smile was sweet, and he made me feel so much better some how. He looked young. At least in his twenties.

"Hey the best doctors and nurses are watching him. Look I'll drive you home." He said and I nodded my head, handing my keys to him. He slowly helped me up and walked me to my car. He helped email sit in the passenger seat. He sat in the drivers seat and started the car. "Tell me you address." He said. I handed him a piece of paper with the address of  it cause we forget all the time. He started driving and it occurred to me how was he going to get home.

"How are you gonna get home." I said through some tears. And he smiled a bit.

"Might need to stay over at your house. Your mental health needs to be watched." He said, and I shook my head.

"What? Why?" I asked and he smiled.

"Seeing your brother, or anyone in general that you care extremely about, could bring trauma. So I think that keeping an eye on you won't bring as bad trauma." He said, as he pulled in the drive way. He helped me out of the car and into the house. Jack and Carole must have went to bed. Mom and dad were asleep. He helped me to my room.

"Where are you going to sleep?" I asked him feeling a little better.

"I'll just sit on this chair, make sure nothing happens to you. Look you'll have school tomorrow. It's midnight, get some rest." He said sitting in the pink chair in the corner. I laid on my bed, just as I was drifting off I wondered.

"How old are you?" I asked, I heard a slight chuckle.

"Impressively only 19." He said, and I smiled. I feel asleep.

"Mark is dead, all you have now is his corpse!" Mark yelled at me. I ran towards him and he fell on the floor. I finally caught up to him,and saw bugs all over his dead body. "MARK!" I screamed. I was back in the hospital as I sat by Marks bed. He pulling out his IVS, blood splattered all over me.

"Wake up, wake up! It's okay it's all a dream." I heard the nurse say as he shook me awake.

"MARK!" I screamed in his face. I heard a knock on my door. The nurse walked up and opened it.

"Candy are yo- who are you? Why are you in my sisters room?" Jack asked.

"I am making sure her mental health is okay since your brother had pulled out all his IVS trying to kill himself. She just has a bad cream sir, that all." He siad and Jack looked at me for the check. I nodded my head. He walked back to his room slowly. He looked tired. The nurse walked back to me. "You're okay Ma'am." He said. I know this is an odd request but I'm scared.

"Lay down with me, I'm terrified." I said, he didn't argue. He just laid next to me, his arm around me making  me feel one hundred percent safe. "Thank you." I said as I drifted again.