Manipulation (Sequel To Total Control)

Crushed

Your POV

My head felt light, swirling almost. I couldn't begin to wrap my head around what was happening.

Mark...kissing me.

I felt butterflies in my stomach as I couldn't do anything but kiss back. I forgot about everything. All I could focus on was the feeling of his lips on mine. The way his hands were on my hips, rubbing circles on them while squeezing them briefly.

One of his hands left my hip and cupped my face as he deepened the kiss. My hands drifted up his arms slowly and eventually settled around his neck, pulling him as closely I could.

His lips were so soft, and sweet. Just perfect. His teeth tugged on my bottom lip, right where Dark bit it. There was an incision there cuz i never go unscathed with dark. It stung a bit but I could be fazed by it. Mark's lips were just so...mmm.

His hand left my cheek and wrapped both around my waist tightly. I didn't think we could get any closer, but that proved me wrong. I didn't mind.

He pressed onto me as much as he could before detaching our lips, leaving me wanting more. His lips ghosted over mine as our foreheads pressed together.

"I wish I could stay like this forever" he said breathily, staring into my eyes.
"But I can't " he added and kissed me again. I started to feel weak, a good kind of weak. But it got overwhelming. I started drifting away, my feet wobbling under me. My body swayed slightly as Mark held me in place. My eyes felt tired and heavy even when they were closed.

I tired to open my eyes to see him but my vision was blurry and my eyelids felt like a million weights.

My body felt lifeless, numb. I couldn't move on my own, I couldn't even stand. The only reason I was, was because Mark was holding me up.

Our lips detached again as he leaned back, looking into my tired eyes. My hands gripped his shoulders as tightly I could, in fears that I'd fall. But I'm sure it wasn't that tightly.

His face was blurred and everything seemed to be moving out of place. It seemed to slow down then speed up at the same time.

I could faintly see his lips move, saying something. My ears attained to hear the words. I sounded like
"I'm sorry" but I'm sure I misheard that. What would he be apologizing for? It made no sense.

My vision blacked out as I lost all my senses.

The next thing I see is my room slowly fading into existence as a bright light illuminated the room. I felt something soft under me as I realized I was on my bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, making the rest of my vision slowly come back. I couldn't remember what happened after Mark kissed me and I started drifting.

Did I pass out, or was it just a dream?

Just then I felt a sharp pain course through my waist, along the jagged scar that was there. I yelped and held my waist.

"It wasn't a dream" Dark snarled at me. He was angry, of course he'd be.
"I - he kissed me " I protested.
"But you kissed back" he hissed.
"How could you, after I opened up to you " he said softer and sadder.
"Dark I'm sorry, I didn't think - I didn't mean - I -" my words stuttered before I sighed.
"I'm sorry" I said again hanging my head. He remained silent. He didn't say anything again. I guess he really was upset at me.

After a while I got out of bed and trudged downstairs. As I almost got down, I noticed someone on my couch. Mark. He was sitting, his back facing me and his head hung back on the backrest of the couch. I didn't see his face but he wasn't moving, only the slow rising and falling of his chest. He looked so calm sleeping there, I didn't want to wake him. So I just went back up and decided on taking a shower.