42nd Country Road

No Questions, Some Answers

"Awe, these are beautiful Lisa," I said looking at them and smiling.

"Do you like them?" She asked crawling onto my lap.

"I love them," I said. I looked up at Mark who was smiling down at me. I stood up putting Lisa on the ground. She ran inside, sprinting up the stairs to find Jack.

"We are leaving," I told Mark.

"Alright, when?" He asked.

"Tonight," I said. He came up to wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing me. I smiled at him.

"I'll go get everything together," He said. His hands left my waist. I watched him walk up the stairs. I heard the front door open from behind me. I turned around to see the man that I attack early. I immediately grabbed a knife from the table.

"What are you doing here?" I asked harshly.

"I have a few questions," He said sitting on the couch.

"I will not answer anything for you," I said through my teeth.

"Where did you start?" He asked, regardless of my threats.

"I said I'm not answering," I said. I was ready to throw my knife at any moment. He whipped the dart gun out again and hit me in the shoulder. My hand went up to the spot of pain

"You will answer my questions," He said to me. He stood up from the couch and came over to me. I squeezed my eyes shut in pure pain.

"Now, Where did you start?" he said, looking at me intently. I opened my eyes. He shot me again, this time in my stomach. I squeaked in pain.

"I'm started in Kansas," I said quietly.

"Did you happen to know a man named Paul?" He asked. Paul was my first kill. I killed him in the dark.

"I-I..." I started,

"Answer me!" He yelled

"I killed him," I replied in pain still. He shot again hitting my stomach again.

"He was my brother!" He screamed. I heard footsteps coming down the staircase. I saw Lisa peek her head around the corner.

"L-Lisa go find Mark," I cried. She just stared at me. The man through me to the ground and started to head over to her. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Stay away from her," I said weakly.

"You think you can stop me, princess?" he asked sarcastically.

"I can stop you," I said. I went dark. I grabbed him by his hair and shoved him to the ground.

"Lisa, go find Mark," I told her again, my voice hanging low. She scuttled up the stair.I pulled the darts out of me and turned back to the man. The man stood back up.

"Come on now, Evelina, be compliant," He said. I stood there and stared at him.

"Compliant?" I asked. He moved towards me.

"Compliant," He said. He ran his hand across my face to the back of my neck. He yanked my face forward, making my lips awfully close to his.

"Back off," I said through my teeth trying to push him off of me. His grip tightened around the back.

"Why? That little boy toy of yours won't mind will he?" He said. He smashed his lips to mine. I struggled to get away. The dark went away, leaving the normal me pressed against this man who I didn't know. He shot me again in the same spot. I opened my mouth in pain. He went all in. I heard footsteps above me. I moved my head away, providing me with a small window.

"Mark!" I screamed. The footsteps moved towards the stairs. They came down the stairs.

"Kiss her one more time and I swear you'll wish that you never did," Mark's voice said harshly. I heard his gun cock. The man smirked and shot the dart gun again, hitting my opposite shoulder. I screamed and he took the opportunity to kiss me again, moving his hand up my shirt. I heard Mark's dark growl. He pulled the back of my shirt, turning me towards him. He smashed his lips on mine shooting the gun. I heard a grunt from the man to the side. Mark detached and walked over to the man on the floor.

"I told you that you would regret it," Mark said, pressing the gun to his chest and pulling the trigger. The man's body shook jolted form the force. Mark turned back to me.

"You are mine, and anyone who touches you without my permission, is dead," Mark said, his voice heavy with darkness. He turned around to me, his hands covered in blood. I looked at his black eyes as they wandered around the environment for any other threats to me. He was soon towering over me. He ran his bloodied hand over my cheek. I could feel a streak of blood staining my cheek from his hand.

"I'll go finish packing," He said smiling a delirious smile down at me. He walked past me and up the stairs.