You're all over me
Jack was a bit taken back with how quickly Dark changed moods. After he just forced him into sex over the table, told him he was a 'good boy', and even thanked him, now he was back to being an absolute ass.
"Thanks for the fuck," He said as he pulled his boxers back up, "You can go ahead and clean up now. I'm going out to get some stuff," He winked at Jack and made his stomach churn. But Jack nodded and stood up, a shooting pain traveling up his spine.
As Dark left, Jack felt he'd be safe enough to call Felix.
"Is he there?" Felix answered with, and Jack couldn't help but snort,
"No. He just left, so I thought I'd call.." He begins, starting the water to fill up the sink. "He just fucked me over the table, though. Kinda hurts."
Felix scowled at the way Jack could say something like that so blandly. "Oh. That's fucked up," was all he could quietly manage.
"Yeah, tell me about it," Jack scoffed, holding the phone between his shoulder and ear, not dating to have Felix be heard. "Did Mark ever like- I don't know, vanish, I guess, in front of you? And Dark would take over?" Felix was heard clicking his tongue as he thought.
"No, if he did, I didn't notice.." Jack's heart sunk in his chest. "I have trouble believing he did, just based on the things you've told me he's done.. I really think I would've noticed."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Jack sighed, wanting to break the plate he was washing over his own head. "Hey, I have an idea, actually. Of course, I'll understand if you don't want to do it, but I guess it's worth a mention?" He says with uncertainty. Felix hums to confirm he's listening and will consider the idea, "Maybe you could just come to America.. pass it off as a surprise visit for a week or two, you know? Even if you stay in a hotel, I guess as long as I know you could be here in a few moments, that would help."
"Okay, yes,"
"What?" Jack was shocked, "Are- Are you sure? You answered hella fast.."
"Of course I'm sure. I need to be here for you, I dunno what I'd do with myself if I just listened to this idea just to ignore it. You need someone.." Jack felt his heart swell with love for the first time in a few days. His eyes watered, but he blinked them away as best he could.
"Thanks, Felix.. when can you be here?"
"I can look at flights and text you the soonest one I can get on?" Jack shook his head,
"No, just send me a message on Skype. I can look at it when I'm recording so Dark won't be suspicious. I have to delete these calls and texts before he gets home, too.." The line went silent for a moment, then Felix finally broke it hesitantly.
"I hope this isn't crossing any lines, but I feel like I have to ask.." He begins, then pauses to allow Jack to turn him down, but he doesn't. "What caused this all to happen? When did it really change, I guess?"
Jack stopped for a moment. He had not even thought about that. He was so focused on when Mark would come back, he didn't even think about the start of this absolute nightmare.
"Well, uh.. I honestly haven't thought about it, but-- I mean, the last time Mark was here, he and I took Chica for a walk, and he said his head hurt? I don't know, anyway, we came home and I gave him water and pain medicine while he laid down. I think it was maybe forty-ish minutes later, I heard a thud upstairs so I went up to check on him. He was shaking, almost like he was having a seizure. I was about to call for help when he just.. stopped. He sat up, and then Mark was gone." It felt odd to say. People aren't just 'gone'. The line fell into silence once again.
"I'm gonna get to you as soon as I can, okay?" Felix finally said. Jack smiled,
"I'd appreciate that, just-- Be careful, please. I don't want him hurting you, too.." He said quietly. "I'm gonna go before he gets back, remember only to text me on Skype, please."
"Yeah, I've got you," Felix says, "Be safe, man. I'll be thinking about you and checking in."
"See you soon." The line clicked dead and Jack set his phone down. He deleted the calls and texts, getting to work on cleaning the dishes before Dark returned.
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The Irishman plopped on the floor with a sigh, now awaiting the demon to walk through the door. His stomach churned as he thought about Dark and all the dreadful things he did to him. He surely hadn't done anything to deserve it, had he?
Jack shook his head at the thought. No one deserved this kind of abuse.
The doorknob turned and Jack tensed up. The door opened, and in stepped the cold figure. He looked at Jack with a stone face, grunting in acknowledgement as he walked passed the small man, into the kitchen and looking around.
"Okay. Good job." He hums, leaning back against the counter. "I guess now I can see why Mark puts up with you. You're good at making yourself useful." Jack winced, but nodded.
"Y-Yeah, I guess.." He concurs, not daring to glance up at the threatening man in front of him.
"You could have the fucking decency to look me in the eyes when you're talking to me." Jack's head whips up once he hears those words.
"Yes, Master, I'm sorry.." He apologizes, holding eye contact the whole time.
"Good boy."
Okay, guess I'm a dog now.
Jack nods his head, "Of course, Master. Only for you." Jack didn't know why he was playing into this. This let Dark have control, this let him know he was breaking Jack. That thought sent a shiver down his spine, and he was snapped out of his thoughts when Dark laced his fingers into Jack's hair, yanking how head back. Jack whined quietly at the pain.
"Wanna be an even better boy for Master?" He purrs. Jack swallows hard.
"Ye-.." He takes a deep breath. This isn't what he wants. "Yes. Yes, Master, I do.."((Hi loves, I'm actual tRASH for taking a week to write this. I started school this past week, was working yesterday, and I got a little sick today! But I came back to this story to find out it has over tWO THOUSAND READS UMMM????? I'm literally so so thankful!! I don't deserve this, and the amount of love and support I've gotten through this story has been beautiful and heart-warming, and words can not express how grateful I am. Thank you all so much 💕))
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FanfictionEvery Markiplite ever knows Darkiplier; He's Mark's hot, fantasy-revolving alter ego. They all know him as that, a demonic alter ego. Jack knows him as his worse nightmare. After Mark disappears into the darkness of his own mind, Dark does nothing m...