Part 4: Mistaken

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I went to work, after I went to the groceries. Hoping Mark would be here, sadly he wasn't. I walked home, "Oh hey, happy little monster!" I heard, I swiftly turned around. "Mark?" I asked with a shocked face, I saw him with a coffee "Um..what're you doing here?" I asked stepping closer. He shrugged "Eh, just went to Starbucks (if he even goes there lol) ..just getting to my car." he said, "What are you doing here?" He asked. "Uh, just came back from buying groceries." I said, "I can see." He smiled looking at the bags I were carrying. "You need help?" He asked, raising his brow. "No! No, I'm good. Hehe." I awkwardly said, I looked away, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "..Okay..." He shrugged, "bye!" He said walking away. "See you later, alligator!" I said, why the Fuck did I say that?
-At night
I woke up from my alarm in my phone, I groaned and silenced it. "...Work.." I muttered, I laid on my bed looking up at the ceiling.
- later that day
"Slut." I heard a man say as he walked by me, I turned around. He must've mistaken me.. Or I dunno. I got a text message, 'What the fuck is wrong with you?' I read the text message. "What?" I murmured 'What? What do you mean?' 'You know what I fucking mean! Ur @Sonuvabitchudontknome! What the hell is wrong with you?' 'What do you mean? I'm not that person! You must be mistaken' I sighed and went to this 'profile'
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"Mark..?" I PM him in twitter, he quickly replied,
"Hey what's up?"
'Im being cyber bullied :|'
'Tht sounded childish.'
'*That'
'Rly'
'Yeah'
'How?'
"Someone did a profile with my face on it.. And showing inappropriate pictures, and saying rude things. Now everyone is hating me."
"Wow, what's the profiles name?"
"@Sonuvabitchudontknome!"
"Okay?"
I stayed there crying my ass off, everyone hates me now!
'I see it' He said
'He's a asshole for doing that, do you know him?'
'No. I never sent such terrible photos or even did them.. I dunno must be fucking photoshop.'
'Wow uh'
'You want me to do something?'
'Idk'
I waited a long time for him to answer, I figured he wouldn't text back to I cried myself to sleep. I just noticed this today! How could this even happen?!
- next day
I was on my way home "Hey, bitch!" I heard a woman say, I swiftly turned around. Before I knew it, I was getting slapped repeatedly. The woman threw me on the floor, I looked up to see Christina. I groaned from pain and shout "What the hell is wrong with you?!" Slowly getting up, but she kicked my stomach making me fall down again. "Oof!" I groaned hitting my head hard against the ground, "I hope you die..! Fucking slut!" She kept hitting me, a crowed of people surrounded us but wouldn't help. "STOP!" I screamed as she pulled my hair, raising me up I kicked her knee "Shut the fuck up bitch!" A man said getting into it. He kicked my down on the floor, "Ahng.. Why are you doing this?" I said, spitting a little blood out of my mouth. "Stop talking!" Christina screamed at the too of her lungs and kicked me again, the crowd walked away, leaving me. "Y/N?" I heard Mark say, he ran up to me. "What happened?" He asked, holding me in his arms, "Mark, why are you with her? When you know you can be with me! Cmon she's a slut!" Christina angrily said, rolling her eyes. "No, you don't get it! That profile shit isn't her!" He shouted at her. "Oh, then, if you like hanging out with sluts then we'll just post it on YouTube." She smirked, giving a 'sad' pout. She grabbed her phone "You don't mind do you?" She winked, "No! Argh.. Fine, you don't understand! She's being cyber bullied!" He said picking me up. Christina followed us, still recording with her little smirk. I was a rag doll in Marks arms, my arm would swing left and right as he walked, his chest was so big. He had that perfect V shape, he walked all the way to his house, he used one hand to jam the key in and open the door while the other was carrying me. He gently placed me down on his bed, covering me with a blanket.
Yeah, sorry if it was too crazy or something
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