Chapter 1
Tough beginnings
I walk down the street looking at the fairy lights on the snow covered roofs, lighting up the sky like little stars as I smoke a cigarette. Its cold today, its getting colder now as it nears Christmas, Its only the first of fucking December and people are already decorating.
I pull my beanie Over my head a bit more as I walk down the dark alley heading to the back streets.
I haven't been doing to well lately, I feel depressed all the time, as much as I love my job it's so tiring doing the same thing everyday, I even started doing things I never thought I would do.
Self harm, smoking, drinking a lot, only to name a few. I walk down the dimly lit streets throwing my cigarette aside.
When the houses are out of view I walk down the alley and notice that I can hear footsteps getting closer to me, I look behind me and see nothing.
Oh well, i carry on walking until the houses are fully out of view, I hear footsteps again, closer this time. I stop and turn around to see a guy about a head and a bit taller than me reach out and grab my wrist.
Fear washes over me as I try to back away from him. "Theres no need to be scared darling, now lets do this quietly"
"L-let go!" I shout trying desperately to pull myself away,
"i-ill phone the police if you don't let go!" I say terrified.He chuckles, "i dont think so". He says . "now you need to be quiet and come with me" he says starting to pull me closer to him gripping my wrist even tighter.
"l-let go!" I say trying to pull my arm away from him making me Yelp out in pain.
He looks down at my arm. "these are deep cuts darling, what were you trying to do?"
I cringe at what he calls me. " dont call me that! I'm not your darling ! Get off me!" I say. He grips onto my other arm tightly, causing me to wince.
"I'll call you whatever I want" he says darkly. "And you didn't answer my question" he says in a serious tone.
"Why did you do this?" He asks running his hand up my arm.
"P-please let go - I-I dont even know who you are! I-I won't call the police just please let me go!" I say thrashing about.
"The names Dark, now your being too loud stop talking" he says grabbing my arm tightly looking at the gashes.
"S-stop" I say trying to push him away. He ignores me and carry's on. " fucking Stop it!" I say pushing as hard as I can succeeding in getting him off me.
I turn Around to run when I feel his at around my waist pulling me back, and the other one on my neck my neck stopping me from breathing. I try my best to pry his hand away from my neck but its no use.
I feel myself getting dizzy, And my hands start to drop to my sides. "goodnight baby" I hear him say as my vision turns to black.
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Bruises and Bitemarks-Septiplier
FanfictionSeán, also known and Jacksepticeye, is a 28 year old with depression, anxiety and too many problems to count but will always be loud and cheer-full around others. Mark is a youtube friend who's bubbly cheerful personality is loved by thousands. Afte...