Lights Of The City (Markiplier Fanfic)

Nobody knows the pain I endured

Ok, For the next few chapters it's gonna switch back and forth between Mark and Taylor's POV. I actually may make that a regular thing but I'm not sure yet. OVER 200 READS! WOO!

-Huskies

Mark's POV

I walk out of the store, bags in hand. I'm running about 5 minutes later than I said I'd be. I open the car door and look inside. Taylor's not here either.

Hmm, Maybe she got sidetracked with something.

I climb into the car and notice something that I can't believe I didn't notice before. The trunk was open. Maybe Taylor just got here. I hop out, there's nobody else near the car, but there are groceries inside.

What the Hell? How did these get here?

I notice inside one of the bags is a receipt from the store. I pull it out and take a look. Since the person used a credit card, there's a name on it.

Taylor Roxanne Bennett

My stomach drops, especially when I see Her purse on the ground. I pick it up and search. No phone. Damn It.

That must mean, wherever she is, she has her phone. Either that or someone stole it.

What happened? Don't know. I call her to find out

"Hi there! You've reached Taylor. I'm busy right now but leave a message and I'll get back to you!"

I sigh and put away the phone. And that's when I remember, Taylor's phone has GPS. I know just the way to find it. I click her contact icon and press the where am I? button. The Map comes up and shows me her exact location.

Damn. Why is she an hour away? What happened here?

Taylor's POV

I keep my eyes closed as I wake up. I'm sore and tired and kinda dazed. I reach my arm out, expecting Mark to be there. He's not.

"M-Mark?" I mumble sleepily

No answer

I open my eyes.

Oof, where the hell am I?

I'm in a small bedroom. Somebody's house, Not mine though.

"Well, she's awake." I hear

"Trevor.."

"Yup. That's my name."

I feel tears come to my eyes before I'm shoved to the bed. I look up at him, probably with the most hatred in my eyes that I've ever shown.

"Get off me! I'm not yours anymore!"

"Well, If your not anybody else's, than I guess you are mine." he says

"No! My heart belsongs to Maar-" I stop myself. Was it good to be telling him about Mark?

He smiles.

"Not anymore."

I feel him slowly start to remove my jeans. It's gonna be a long night.

~Later~

Trevor Leaves the room after an hour of what he calls "fun". I call it torture, at least the way he does it. I crawl into bed. I am about to fall asleep when I feel my chest vibrate?

What is that's Wait, is that-   My phone! My fucking Phone! Thank God!

I drag it out.

"Hello?"

"Taylor! where are you?" Mark says, worried

"I don't fucking know! PLEASE! You need to track my phone And send the police! It's Trevor!"

"Uh-Um should I-"

"Just do it! Hurry!"

"Uh- Ok." he says

"Thank you! I love you!"

"I Love you too. Stay safe and stay alive."

"I will"

I hang up and put my phone back.

Trevor, you're screwed. If you ever thought you were gonna get me, youI thought wrong.