Chocolate

Chapter 1 (Chocolate Ice Cream)

*Bang* One of the Marks falls down to the ground and the other one starts walking up to you.

"You made the right call. Come here, it's okay, it's okay." He embraces you and you walk to and ice cream shop that's when he lets go. "Oh man. I'm so sorry, are you okay? You had to kill someone... I feel so bad. But hey, it's okay. We're here now. We can continue the date with some ice cream." A young blue hair boy pops up from behind the counter with a smile on his face. He is wearing glasses, a white button up with a black bow tie.

"Bonjour!" says the boy.

"Bonjour! Two please!" he replies. "It's going to be alright." Mark, or at least you hope its mark gets two bowls of ice cream. "Just relax. We'll just enjoy some nice, dairy-based treats and, erm get to know each other. Really, personally." He points his hand towards your bowl and says, "Go ahead." You look down at your chocolate ice cream, and then suddenly everything becomes colorless with a highlight of red and blue around everything you saw. You look up to see Darkiplier with his hands in fists resting on the table. You couldn't avoid the ringing in your ears. "Oops. Looks like you made the wrong choice." He leans a little closer to you "But now we're going to be together... Forever." He smiles at you as you both wait in silence. . "Finish your ice cream and then we can continue the date, for as long as you like." You stare at him for a couple of seconds, and then look down at the sweet treat.

"I think I'm just going to leave." You said as you stood up.

"You don't want to see what I have planned for us?" He tilted his head slightly.

"I-I'm sorry but..." An excuse popped into your head, "I just shot someone and... um, I'm a bit overwhelmed."

"Of course. Perhaps I could take you home." He stood up.

"No it's fine really."

"Are you sure?"

"Ya, I can take care of myself." You back away from him and once you were out of his site, you ran to your car and quickly hopped in, turning the keys. The car awoke and you drove away form that cursed place. You sigh and rethink what happened. You killed Mark. As your thinking of Mark and how you chose wrong, you hear a loud horn go off. You lift your head to see another car coming strait at you. Before you could react the other car collides with yours and your thrown forward, and you close your eyes. You can feel yourself being catapulted out of the car even though you put your seatbelt on. Soon after you land on something soft. Confused and alert you look up and around you. You're in a room, and one you fully don't recognize. Your stuff from the apartment was here and the walls were your favorite color. The carpet was another color that looked good with it. There was a big sliding closet and two doors linked to this room. Finally you were on a really big bed with very soft covers and pillows. You turn your head to the side and you see Dark standing at the edge of your bed.

"Good to see you again." You stared at him and looked around a bit more.

"Where am I?"

"Your new home. I thought that measly apartment wasn't fit for someone like you."

"How is my stuff here? How did I get here?" You questioned.

"I'll answer these questions soon my dear, but first I think you need some time to get used to your new surroundings." You wanted answers now but decided not to push it. You have no idea what he is capable of. "I'm going to make dinner now, I'll come and visit you here when it's done." Dark left the room and closed the door. You stand up and look around. You found a window and looked out of it hoping that it could be an escape route, but you saw that you were about three stories off the ground. You sigh and decide to see if the door was locked. It wasn't. You open the door and peek out. This was a really big house, and your bound to get lost in it. If you snuck out and he was close by he would catch you or sure. You go back in your room and shut the door, sighing again. The only thing to do now was to wait or look around. Since you were stressed you thought it was a good idea to take a warm shower, so you did. You looked in the closet and found some very comfy clothes to wear and you headed into the bathroom. The floors and walls were a pearly white, and so were the towels and rugs. There was a rectangular shaped bathtub to your left and a big standing shower to your right, and in front of you was a giant mirror.

You let out a quiet, "Wow." You put your clean clothes on the counter and you start to remove your clothes. As you remove your shirt you saw a scar on your stomach. This didn't frighten you because you've had it ever since you were born. The doctors couldn't figure out why you had it but after checking it they didn't bother doing anything about it since it was harmless. You stare at it for a while since you have never seen it this easily before. All the small mirrors at the apartment made it impossible for you to see it there. You stopped looking at your scar and you took off all of your articles of clothing, and hopped into the shower. You washed yourself and then stepped out of the shower, which then you put on some clean clothes. You walked out of the bathroom your hair still wet and you sat on a chair waiting for Dark.