42nd Country Road

Shocked

I woke up on the couch, with the sound of a movie playing. I sat up to see Mark, looking through the movies. I looked at his arm. There were bandages wrapped all around it.

"What did I do this time?" I said laying back down onto the couch..

"You don't remember?" Mark asked turning to me.

"I just remember my father and... you holding me to the floor," I said. I moved my hand to cover my eyes. I heard Mark's footsteps come over to me.

"I'm okay," Mark said grabbing my hand that was hanging off the couch.

"What did I do to your arm?" I asked. He undid the bandages. I saw the scars and scratches.

"Just a few scratches, I'm fine," He said, I gently grabbed his arm.

"I'm so sorry," I squeaked out.

"It's okay," He said kissing my forehead.

"It's not," I said.

"It is, I'm okay, they are just scratches, I'm going to live," Mark said. I heard crashing from the back room. I stood up and looked toward the storage unit. Mark grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. Jack came out, dark and drunk.

"Hey, normals!" He said in his dark voice. Mark's grip tightened. I looked back at him and his dark eyes looked back.

"Hey! Mark!" Jack yelled.

"Hey, Jack!" Mark yelled back, leaving my side. Jack suddenly held up a shock collar. A pain that I knew all too well.

"Ready to have fun?" Jack said to me, grinning. I turned around and ran. Mark came after me. He caught my waist and dragged me towards Jack. Mark ripped my hands back. He held my wrists with on hand and pulled my hair, so my head was back exposing my neck. Jack slipped the collar on, and Mark let me go. I fell to the floor.

"Really Mature," I said. In Jack's other hand he had a half empty bottle of whiskey. He pulled it up and pressed it to his lips.

"Let's play a game, shall we?" Jack said in a dark, drunken tone. Mark came over and grabbed the bottle from Jack, taking a large gulp.

"Continue," Mark said,

"Every time We take a drink, our little princess here gets shock," Jack said smiling and holding up the remote. Mark smiled in return. He held the bottle to his lips.

"How about we start now," Mark said, taking another sip from the whiskey bottle. Jack pressed a button and pain shot down my neck and into the rest of my body. I screamed in pain. The pain ceased and my head hit the hardwood. I stood up catching my balance with the arm of the couch. Mark past the bottle of whiskey to Jack and he took a drink. Jack pressed the button and pain shot through me again. I screamed again and screwed my eyes shut. The pain ceased and I let out a breath of relief. I started to walk toward the lamp in the corner. Jack shocked me again. I fell to the floor, my shoulder slamming into the wood flooring. I heard footsteps come near me.

"Where do you think you're going?" It was Mark's voice. His dark voice. I slowly turned onto my back, I looked up to see him staring down at me. The shock collar went off again. I arched my back off the ground trying to shake the awful pain. Again the pain stopped.

"Where am I going?" I replied panting, "I'm getting the hell away from...." Jack shocked me before I finished my sentenced. Mark smiled down at me.

"You were saying?" Mark grinned down at me.

"Shut up," I said, "What do you want from me?"

"Well, why don't you go put on that black dress," Mark said. I looked over at Jack, who had his finger hovering over the little remote control.

"Fine," I said, "What's in it for me is the real question,"

"You'll find out," Mark said. I stood up and he shoved me, making me stumble. I glared at him and go to our room. I put on the black dress and walk back out.

"Well, well, well," Mark said, grabbing my waist. I shoved his hands off.

"Don't touch me," I said, "All you said was put on the dress nothing else,"

"That was the first part," Mark said grinning. I was getting mad now, and I was sick of this

"You know what? Fine," I said. I went dark, "This better for you handsome?"

"Much," Mark said, coming towards me. I put my hand on his chest and pushed him back. He looked at me confused.

"She put the dress on, but I wear it. Don't want to mess up something perfect, do we handsome?" I said tilting my head to the side a bit. His mouth opened a bit.

"But...Pretty..." He stuttered.

"You asked for a punishment, I merely gave it to you," I said, I turned to Jack, "As for you, click that button one more time and this collar goes onto you," He blinked a few times in shock.