The Baby Project [completed]

Chapter 20

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• Mackenzie•

*Continue of flashback*
I wake up, dazed by all the lights around me. I feel horrible pain in wrists and I look to see bandages. Then there is a needle sticking into my arm, oozing cold liquid into my arm. I scratch at it.

"Hey, honey" mom smiles at me. I feel starving to I tell her and she feeds me. "Well...I want answers young lady" says my mom suddenly angry.
Dad puts a hand on her shoulder and shakes his head.

She suddenly looks sad. Then bursts into tears. "I-I can't b-b-believe m-my d-daughter w-would suicide!" She sobs "i thought I gave you everything Ma-Mackenzie! But I g-g-guess I w-was wrong!!"

I just sigh.
*End*
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I take the task down and open the door. "Let's put the kids in bed first" I tell him. He nods. I take Izzy from her pram. It's 10 pm and I'm tired as hell.

I dress Izzy, putting cream on her wounds again. I gently put her in bed. I pull her fluffy blanket on to her and I'm walking out when my shoe's heel snaps. I tumble down the stairs.

Mark was just coming out of Kevin's room when I tumbled down.
"OWWWW- shit shit shit!" I whine as Mark quickly jumps down the stairs.

"Are you okay???" He asks, his fucking eyes wide.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK??!?" I whisper shout.
"Your right. Sorry. Come on." He makes me stand up. I take a step, only to find myself on the floor again.

Mark sighs and chuckled. I glare, raising my good foot. He stops at once and glares back. He sighs then and pulls me up by slinging his arm around my waist.

He makes me sit on the red couch and gets the first aid box. "Marrrk" I say, trying to get away. "OW that hurts!" He had applied weird cream to my ankle.

I read the first task while he's doing that shit. "third night is parents night out." I gasp. "You know the regular parents night out! Every teams guy is going to ask the girl out and you shall have a personal babysitter. The number is= 563884798 . Enjoy!"

I close my eyes and groan. Mark looks angry but it subsides when I look at him. "If we're gonna have to do this, then I need you to listen." I say. "Mark, I like you. And I trust you to tell you this." I say.

I tell him about Michael. About how Michael was a a man whore from beginning, how he raped me just so I gave him my number. The birth control pills. How he kidnapped me because he loved to rape. How I ran away. How I tried to suicide.

I finished with tears pouring out of my eyes and Mark's orbs round with disbelief. "Where's Michael now?" He asks. "I-I think I k-killed h-him" I managed to get out. "I don't th-think any-anybody c-came t-t-to rescue him"

Mark wraps my ankle and then me. In his arms. I blush but don't say anything. After what seems like hours, I fall asleep.