Owned - Septiplier

T W E N T Y - O N E

Mark's POV

"And..it's done." My father laughed as he took the tape off my mouth. He started unting my bindings.
I was so confused. What's happening?
I sat in the chair even though I was free from the tape and rope I was screaming because, he was threatening me.

"I-i don't understand...What's done?"
I asked looking around then back at him.

"Oh, Mark. We are about to win the battle of families. The Kjellbergs.. reportedly are all dead. The Nestors are all dead..by me.. The Schields are all dead and all we have left is.." he stopped to think for a moment and he looked up at the ceiling.

That many families are all dead?! How is this possible?! Only one family left?! What the actual fuck is happening?! I hope Jack will find me soon..
But, who's left?

He smiled and looked back down at me "Uh...Oh yeah the McLoughins! We have to kill their family. All the people left is Sean, Malcolm and 2 other people left and we will win. For good. We will get a big reward." He said smiling happily.
Wait.. Did he just say the McLoughins and Sean?!? Jack... OH NO! HE'S GOING TO MURDER HIM!

"WHAT?! H-HOW ARE YOU GOING TO KILL THE MCLOUGHINS?!" I bit my lip hoping nothing will happen wrong.

"Easy ma boy! I already lured one here. Which is the Sean one. Thanks to you I tracked you down and saw you had a McLoughin living with you but, you're his sex slave.. Which is weird. But, once he comes here to 'save' you he will be dead.. My plan worked so....what's the word? Oh, yeah.... Perfectly. And me and you will have some great victory.. we'll be rich!"
Jack family is in this too? Does he know? Why didn't he tell me?

"Please father..don't kill him.. just end the family wars! I don't want to be in it!" Before he could respond there was a loud knock and yelling at the door. It must be Jack. Jack please leave. Please leave PLEASE LEAVE

"Oh goody! He's here.. Sorry Mark. But, I don't give a fuck about the McLoughins I killed many other families so, why would I care I killed him? He has 3 more siblings alive anyways." He turned and started walking away he grabbed a gun and continued walking.
Stay here or Save Jack?
A or B
YES OR NO?!
I will regret doing this..

I jumped up and ran after my father he was about to open the front door with gun behind his back I saw the crooked smiled on his face. He opened the door and I see a angry Jack. Jack starts yelling curse words and threats my dad does nothing but starts to pull the gun from behind his back slowly.

"NO!" I yelled. He ignored me. I have to do what's right. I ran faster than Sonic and jumped right on his back to the point he stumbles.

*BANG*

I got shot my dad accidentally pulled the trigger when I jumped on him. Right in the stomach.
Twice. My father fell down and I rolled to the side with my head spinning. Blood was spilling out of me like a water fountain. Everything started going black.
Hello darkness my old friend.

"M..ARK!" I heard the loud voice say. It sounded slow and deep. I couldn't do nothing but, fall either dead or unconscious.

Jack's POV

I drove quickly to the address. I even went over the speed limit and some stoplights but, I had to get to that address.

I finally make it to the old broken down house. Very. Ugly. House. And also small. Hopefully it's the right place. I parked on the side of the road and got out of my car. I ran to the door and knocked loudly.

"OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR UP!" I yelled while banging on it. Later, I heard footsteps coming to door and a sound of a click. Or something similar to that. A tall man who looks like Mark opened the door. I started yelling profanities in his face as he held something behind his back as he had a crooked smile on his plastered face.

"NO!" I heard someone yelled behind him. Mark? He jumped right on him they fell and then,

*BANG*

I closed my eyes after hearing the loud sound then, I heard silence and someone body rolling on the floor. I opened my eyes to see Mark eyes closed he laid on the floor not moving with blood pouring out of him. His father looked at him surprisingly as he dropped a gun to the floor.

"MARK!" I yelled going up to his body. His father sees the gun and starts to grab for it. I quickly kick the gun away and kick him in the face.
He screamed in pain as he held his nose. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and called the police.
They arrived and started asking me many questions and some that I couldn't really answer.

They told me it's a hard possiblity if Mark can survive 2 gun shots he might lost to much blood from his childhood of the verbal abuse. I can't lose Mark or else.
I will lose myself.
After some more research and questions they figured that his dad wasn't trying to shoot Mark. He was trying to shoot me. He was trying to kill me. But, why me? What did I do? All I wanted was my childhood mentally not knowing kidnapped boyfriend back. He was my property. I bought him so, why did he want to kill me? Did I do something wrong?

This is Short so sorry please forgive me.