More Than One Mark?

Chapter 6

2 Years Later

Amy was trying to find something for dinner when she felt something snake around her sides. "Mark, what do you want for dinner?" Amy asked. "Don't you worry about that." Mark said as he pulled away from her and turned to leave. "I'm gonna cook for you." He opened the door and left. 'Okay, I'm scared' Amy laughed to herself.

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Mark was at the store gathering ingredients for chicken and dumplings when he thought he heard Amy call his name. He looked around for a minute and decided it was nothing and continued. He heard her voice again only louder, it was in his head. He closed his eyes, he saw Amy strapped to a table, she was crying, begging to be let go, he snapped his eyes open. People were staring. He finished shopping and hurried back to the house. He walked in set the groceries down on the table and ran to the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind him. 'I gotta figure this out and calm down.' Mark thought to himself. Amy knocked on the door, "Mark are you alright?" She asked. "Y-yeah.." Mark answered, stuttering. 'It was nothing, Mark. Don't worry about it.' He unlocked the door and opened it. He grabbed Amy and kissed her. "Sorry if I scared you." Mark said smiling down at Amy moving a strand of hair from her face and kissing her cheek. "I'm gonna go start dinner." Mark said, turning and walking to the kitchen. 'He's acting funny... I'll figure out soon enough..' Amy thought. "I'll be right back Mark." She called. "Where are you going?" Mark asked. "Oh, just to the pharmacy. I need some... things.." Amy replied. "Oh-ho-ho!" Mark says, wiggling his brows. "Oh shut up!" She shot back, giggling and walking out into the chilly air. 'I don't know what to do. There's something up but I don't know how to ask about it...' Amy thought as she walked to the car and left for a while. She had no idea where she was headed or why. Her phone buzzes and Mark picks it up:

Unknown Number: I'm coming for you Amy.

Mark sets her phone down and starts to tear up. 'What if what I saw is something that's gonna happen... I can't let this happen to her...' Mark thought as tears started to roll down his cheeks. He wiped them off and cleared his throat. He finished their dinner and waited for Amy's return. 20 minutes, an hour, 3 hours.. Nothing. 'Where is she?' Mark wondered worriedly. 'I hope she's okay...'

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Amy drove for a few more minutes before pulling over at a gas station and turning around. On her way home she saw someone on the side of the road hitch-hiking and slowed down. "Excuse me, do you want a ride?" She asked. "Um, yes please." They replied climbing into the backseat. "So... Where to?" She questioned, continuing her drive. "My house, bitch." The voice said, lower than before. The person put a gun to her head and told her the directions. 'Shit, I need to get my phone from my purse.' "Don't even think about it," the voice advised, "your phone's not in there." The person finished. "W-what? How could you possibly know that?!" She asked her voice cracking and her eyes stinging as they filled with tears. "I have my ways. Just DRIVE." The voice snapped. 'Mark, help.' 'He can't save you now.' Another voice in her head said softly. 'Wh-what? How?' 'I'm not as normal as you think I am..' The voice spoke as it faded away. Tears streamed down her face, she needed help and didn't know how to get it.

 
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Mark grabbed his keys and ran down to his car climbing in and pulling out of the driveway. 'I have to find her before she gets hurt..' Mark thought, as he sped through town frantically looking for Amy or her car. 'Amy...'

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Tears streamed down Amy's face as the person walked her into his home with a gun held to her back. Once they were inside the person shoved her down onto the couch. "You know, I've been watching you very closely Amy.." She stared at the floor. The stranger made her look up at him, his eyes were black. He wore a cloth over his nose and mouth. "You're a very beautiful girl, Amy... I'll have fun ruining you." He whispered as he covered her mouth with a rag doused with chloroform and carried her downstairs.