The Baby Project [completed]

Chapter 28

~Mark~

"Well, well, well" says Micheal. "So, you've also turned into a...raper? Why are you using my target? SHE'S MINE" he bellows. "I haven't turned into a raper and I NEVER WILL!!! And she's not yours! She mine! I don't treat her like bullshit!"
The look on this guys face is priceless.

He holds the gun but it's pointing down. "Mark...Mackenzie will never be yours. Face it....she hates you!" He spits. "All those years of raping her, her screams, shouts, cries for help. I keep hearing them. And I know Mark, she belongs to me." He had better shut the hell up.

Suddenly, images flash through my mind, a 16-year-old girl going out happily, getting raped, kidnapped, crying, cutting herself....I...take...deep breaths. I throw my phone on the floor, hearing a satisfying crash.

"FUXK YOU" I scream and jump on him, punching his face kicking his a$$.

After what seems like hours of fighting, he finally picks up his gun and shoots it in the air. I gasp and let go of him, and stand up straight.

"I'm calling the police" I say, knowing he'll get pissed off and run away. I reach the phone and dial 911. "Hello" I manage to slur through the wounds. "Yeah" I tell her the details and within a minute he's arrested. The police lady tries to flirt with me but fails miserably. I'm here bleeding to death and she wants a...never mind. Have to get KENZ.

~Mackenzie~

I take deep breaths. I'm still in Graylings Office and Iz and Kev are still sleeping. I pull my phone out and try to contact him. Fail.

Suddenly, the door bursts open and Marks there, bloody face haunting me. He's got a bruised eye and bloody nose+lips. He's also got busted knuckles and a blood stain getting on his shirt.

"OMG Mark are you okay??" I ask, obviously knowing the answer. He nods. "Are you and the kids alright? Let's go, come on" I nod.

I quickly grab Izz and Mark grabs Kev. We take our leave and I ask him questions on the way. But obviously he doesn't answer.

We get home, put the kids in bed and I pull him into the bathroom.

"Mark, your nose won't stop bleeding and your face is a mess" I scold him when he fusses. "I'll be fine!" He says. "No, no you won't" I reply. I take a cold wet cloth and dab the bottom of his lip. He swears. "Oh be quiet, you sissy" I say, knowing he'll be better. I fix his face (wound-wise) and then I hug him. It's just a friendly gesture to him but he doesn't know how much I need him.

~Mark~
She fixes my face and hugs me. I think just as a friendly gesture but she doesn't know how much I need her.

"Kenzie, I have something to say" I whisper.

"What?"

"The guy with the gun.."

"Yeah"

"He was Michael"

She gasped.

"And?"

"And....he's my brother"