Your P.O.V/Third Person P.O.V
4 Days - 1 Week
"Your not going to school today." Johnny said sternly. After our tense moment yesterday I couldn't muck up and tell him what happened. Yeah I had to lie once more and I knew he didn't believe me but not just because Mark told me not to, I couldn't tell Johnny what actually happened. I felt I shouldn't have atleast not yet.
" But Johnny?" I whine. Yesterday Johnny went out and bought me a whole moon boot and crutches but I still wasn't allowed to go to school. Atleast not yet.
" No. I'll retrieve the work for you. I've got to go. The guys will come and visit you later. I love you so much. Bye honey." Johnny said quickly before he kissed my forehead and cheek. He waves goodbye to me closing my door. I heard his footsteps go down the stairs after that it was complete silence the door locking being the only sound. Sitting in my room doing absolutely nothing, I got so bored and I actually considered going out but Johnny would know. There were sensors he installed yesterday. He's been doing anything he possibly can to keep Mark out the house and away from me. The second something wasn't right, he would be rushing home faster than you can say Oi. After doing absolutely nothing the whole day, you got bored and decide to get into Johnny's room. He never allowed you in there ever. Johnny was secretive and so were your brothers. They never told you anything neither too, too much about them. You felt as if you almost didn't know them but had to call them your brothers. But today is a new day. You stood up and grabbed your crutches. You limped all the way to his room which was next door but down the hallway. After many attempts you pushed open the door. You were shocked with what you saw. There room was normal. It smelt of vanilla and musk just like Johnny. You entered the room only to see his bed and many books next to it. I saw it was but a regular room nothing interest to see. Except for his drawer and cupboard. Ontop of his vanity table was a whole tribute. To Heaven and what I assumed angels. It was creepy as statues and figurines decorated the tribute. There was crosses and candles all over the display. What the heck was I looking at and why? After observing the tribute I moved on creeper out by what my brother was doing. He never mentioned being religious, though sometimes I suspected it. I never imagined something like this. With one chilling shudder, you opened his cupboard. There you saw shiny, expensive looking swords, a white matte knight's armor and a book. What does he need this for? The book was brown and old looking, having a crest on it. The crest was gold with roses decorating the, large sun and moon in the middle. It was beautiful and almost like tree roots surrounded around the moon and sun. The crest was gorgeous yet so familiar. You observed the crest a little more before putting everything that you touched back in place. Making sure and hopefully Johnny wouldn't know. After your little exploration, you couldn't help but get bored. There was nothing to do. You decided to take a nap. Laying down on your bed comfortably under your blanket, your foot elevated by a pillow, you couldn't help but fall into dreamland immediately.
Timeskip - Next Day
3 Days - 1 WeekToday Johnny allowed you to go school only after promising to make sure I would be careful. Wobbling into to school, you got to first class which was Art. In most of your classes Mark was your partner as his desk was the only one empty. You felt bad for him but good as your his first partner. You sat down in your seat , behind a canvas and brought out your equipment. Mark walked into the class, this was probably the only one you've seen him actually do the work and pay attention to. Mark's mouth turned upward into a small smile as you waved but it fell off just as fast and he returned back to his cold facade.
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Forbidden || Mark Lee
FanfictionFantasy AU How could someone with such an angelic features be such a cold and terrible creature? You stared up at him the question running wild in your mind. Painted across his features a smug smirk arose as a buckle of hollow chuckles left his beau...