Book One- I Don't Understand

§14§

Jack carried Sam back to the house bridal style, her gentle breathing hitting his chest through his shirt. He walked up the stairs of the porch and opened the door to see all lights off but only one on in Felix and Mark's room. Jack went up the spiral staircase and into his and Sam's room. He shut the door quietly before placing her down on her bed. Jack moved a stray hair out of Sam's face and ran a finger down her cheek. He bent down and planted a kiss on her lips, giving it a small bite then pulling away.
Jack went into the bathroom of their shared room and saw a note beside the sink, it reading:
Dear Jackie,
By the time you read this Sam will be gone. Don't turn around now. Of you do.. you won't wanna see what you'll see.
Not finishing the note, Jack whirled around and saw Sam, her breathing shallow and fast with Felix on top of her. Mark was standing in the doorway with a knife up to his neck by someone who looked exactly like him. He had a pink mustache and greasy hair. "Well hello, Jackie," the pink mustache man slurred.
Mark had his fists clenched at his sides except.. except he didn't have any tattoos or piercings. He was bruised and his face was oily. Jack turned to look at Felix who was running a knife down Sam's chest. She bucked her hips with her head thrown back. "N-No! Stop it! J-JACK! JACK HELP ME! P-Please.."
Jack ran over to Felix, pushing him off her. The only problem was.. Felix was still the same. His back hit the wall with a great bang. "As I was saying," the pink mustache guy said, "I'm Warfstache. I'm also your master." Jack's eyes narrowed at the Mark with a knife to his neck.
"Then who is that?"
Warfstache laughed. "This? This is the REAL Mark. The one who was going to adopt you and Sam as kids of his own with his actual boyfriend, Felix. The Felix you were being enslaved by is Fe. These two are my little puppets."
Warfstache put his lips near Mark's neck, giving it small bites. Mark groaned and clenched his fists at his side. "J-Jack," he said, pain and fear laced in his voice, "go save.. Sam.."
He wearily raised a finger to Sam, a tear going down her face. There was the sound of a knife scraping against a wall. Jack whirled around and saw Felix, a psychopath smirk on his face. "Come play, Jackie," he coped. Jack shook his head.
"No, Felix! You need to snap out of it! You're being spelled by a pink mustache cunt motherfucker!"
"WHAT?!" Warfstache yelled, shoving Mark aside and storming over to Jack. He shoved Jack backwards, making him fall over and hit his head on the wall. His vision stirred, his world spinning. Then he felt something grab his hands, then heard the jangle of chains.