Sorry, Neighbors!

Chapter 9: Hurt

(Your POV)

Mark meandered over to me, then forcefully kissed me. I tried to get him off me, but he wouldn't stop. He pushed me onto the couch. I started to panic. What was he doing?!

He put his hands on my waist, under my shirt.

Oh, no. Oh, God, no.

Wasn't he going to get Bob and Wade? Betrayal added another layer to the pain I was in. I couldn't do this again. My thoughts flicked back to when I was 14. Mr. Castea.

The man who had raped me. The man who was supposed to be the perfect father.

It was happening again.

"What the shit?!" Asked an eerily familiar voice. One that was supposed to be on top of me. The doorway voice then said to Mark, "Darkiplier, get the fuck off of her!"

Mark - or Dark, I guess- vanished into thin air. Then doorway Mark shooed me upstairs before 2 more people entered the apartment.

What the hell is going on?

"Bob, I don't care if you have bobble heads. I am lord of the minions!" Said who I think is Wade.

"Shut up, Wade." Was the response from Bob.

"Well, I'm the king of little animatronic animals that will stuff you into a teddy bear suit in your sleep." Mark offered.

I kinda had to laugh at that. Even though I had just gotten done being almost raped. Figures.

"So!" Bob said, "Where's your 'lady friend'?"

"Upstairs. Lady friend!" Mark called.

I walked down the sprial staircase and stood by Markimoo. Unseen by his friends, I gripped his wrist, telling him how scared I was. He nodded slightly, then leaned back into me. I would talk about this 'Dark' character with him later.

Wade cleared his throat. Quite obviously.

Mark and I blushed. Bob and Wade cracked up, and Mark glared at them.

"Need a little help there, Mark?" Asked Wade, and both him and Bob dissolved into guffaws.

"Shut up, Wade!" Mark and I said simultaneously.

That just made them laugh harder. Mark and I looked at each other disbelieveingly. What the duce was wrong with them?

"What are we supposed to do?" I asked.

"I have no idea." He answered.

(Mark's POV)

"I have no idea." I answered.

Wade was the first to compose himself. Or so I thought.

"So, (y/n), how is Mark?" He said.

"He's really nice." She responded.

"No, I ment in the bedroom." Wade remarked, then laughed some more.

(y/n) blushed crimson red. Then she looked down.

"Wade, that is not how you treat a lady!" I scolded.

"Sorry..." Said wade sheepishly. Bob had finally started setting up his computer, and Wade followed suit.

(y/n) and I went upstairs to my room, but didn't close the door fast enough to drown out Wade yelling, "You two have fun up there!"

Gross.

(y/n) looked at me, questions in her eyes.

God dammit, Darkiplier.

"So..." I trailed off unsure as to how I would answer her questions. Then I decided to just go for it. I mean, Bob and Wade already knew about him.

She suddenly flung herself into my arms, surprising me. I felt hot tears against my chest.

God dammit, Darkiplier.

I knew something more was up than just being scared shitless when (y/n) started shaking. Did I need to add someone else to my head - ripping list? Probably.

"Mark..." she sobbed.

God fucking dammit, Darkiplier.

I held her closer as she told me everything. I added a bunch of names to my mental list.

I guess when Dark had tried to... my mind couldn't process it. He'd never done that before. It was mind - boggling. He was going to have a talking to.
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Hey, people! Fadefur here, and wow, I'm proud of myself. This is a pretty long chapter. Again, thank you for reading so far, and please don't hesitate to comment!
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