A Different Darkiplier. A Markiplier fanfiction.

What Rules? |Ch.17|

Marks grasp on my hand tightened at the words firmly spoken. I looked up at him confused. He shook his head in a "don't worry about it" kind of way. But how could I not worry about it? These guys seemed just a bit dangerous to me. Ya know, in an abandoned warehouse with 4 guys that I've never seen before in my life with pretty big muscles, yea only a little bit worried. What did Mark do before I met him? Did I even really want to know?

Mark's jaw clenched before deciding to speak.
"I'm not doing whatever this is anymore"

Ryder's eyebrows furrowed and his head titled to the side. He all of a sudden started laughing hysterically, throwing his head back. Mark pushed me a little bit behind him and I clinched the back of his shirt.

Ryder finally stopped laughing and looked Mark dead in the eyes, smiling.
"No no no no, now Mark, you know that you can't do that, buddy. I'm sure you haven't forgotten the rules" Ryder slowly stepped closer to Mark, standing a bit taller than Mark. "Did you Mark?"

What rules? What the hell is going on? Mark pushed me all the way behind him, keeping his hand on the side of my arm to keep me there, but it soon dropped by his side as he stepped towards Ryder.
"Let's say I did, Ryder. What are you gonna do about it?" Mark looked up and tilted his head. "If I recall correctly, I made the rules now didn't I?"

Ryder didn't say anything this time. Zayden got up from the couch. "Oh come on Mark, don't get too hard on us. We're just wondering where our little buddy has been is all"

"Doesn't matter where I've been. What matters is that I'm not doing this anymore" Mark said, jaw clenched.

Ryder stood there with his hands in his pockets. Zayden came up behind him and whispered something in his ear. I tried to listen in but I couldn't hear what he said from where they were standing. Ryder's head dropped but then came back up and looked at Mark, a smirk creeping on his pale face. "Alright you know what? Fine, if you're out then you're out. I get it." He said shrugging his shoulders. He walked past Mark and I and headed over to a fridge against the wall a couple of feet away from the hangout corner. He opened it and grabbed a beer. He slowly walked back towards me and Mark. I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable under his stare he wouldn't break with me.

Mark had my hand in his but I was in front of him now facing Ryder who was now anxiously close to me.
"How did Mark end up getting a pretty girl like you?" He said reaching up to touch my cheek. I flinched away and stared up at him annoyingly.

"Oh, little feisty I see, nothing I can't handle." He said while reaching up to try and touch my cheek again but Mark swiftly grabbed his wrist and walked right up in front of Ryder.

"Try to touch her again and I'll beat your ass"

Not gonna lie, he gets pretty attractive when he's intimidating.

Ryder threw his hands up in defeat and backed away. "Alright alright I was just trying to have a little fun".
He walked past us and sat on the couch next to Quinton and Erin who were smirking at what Ryder had tried to do.

I couldn't take another second more standing in this foul place with these revolting people. I just wanted to be home with Mark snuggled up on the couch.
"Mark, c-can we go" I whispered up to him.

"Yea were leaving right now" he said staring right into Ryder's dark eyes while tightening his grip on my hand. "For good".

We started to head back through the towering shelves scattered through the extensive warehouse. Mark was walking much faster than I, dragging me along slightly behind him. Almost back to the front door of the warehouse I hear Ryder shout towards us "Never forget the rules, Mark!"

We exit the warehouse and head towards the car and get in and drive back to my apartment. The ride back home was filled with uncomfortable silence. I couldn't help but think about what Mark could have possibly been doing with them before we met. In a way I didn't want to think about it but how could I not? I would ask him about it but knowing Mark, he'll probably just blow me off and yell at me, telling me not to ask about it.

I decide to just keep the troubling thoughts to myself and hum along to the radio, watching the buildings pass by through the window.

Mark's POV

I-I want to tell her, but I just don't think now is the right time. I don't know, maybe it is. No, no I just can't. If she found out and she thought lesser of me or didn't want to be with me anymore, I don't know what I would do. I can't lose her.

Cara's POV

We finally get back to my apartment and head inside. I walk in and lay my purse down on the kitchen counter and go over to the couch. I sit down with a big sigh and lay my head back with my eyes closed.

I hear footsteps come towards the back of the couch and stop. I open my eyes and see a smiling Mark over me. He can be so cute sometimes. I couldn't help but smile back up at him. He comes around and sits down next to me on the couch. I snuggle up against his chest and close my eyes. I could fall asleep like this any day.

Mark leaned down and kissed the top of my head and then leaned down to my ear. "Come on, you need to get some sleep" he said whispering in my ear. I nodded and lifted my head off of his chest. Mark got up off the couch and stood there waiting for me to get up.

I lift my arms up sleepily. "Carry me"

He laughed lightly and rolled his eyes. "It's so sad how tired you are right now" he said laughing.

I looked at him annoyingly. "Ha ha, hilarious. You're so funny Mark. Now carry me"

"Pushy. You know, I'm pretty sure there's this magic word you're supposed to use?"

"Oh so it's gonna be like that?" I said rolling my eyes jokingly.

"Oh yea, it's gonna be like that" he said smirking.

"Fine" I said getting up walking towards the stairs, not saying another word. I walk up to my room, Mark following closely behind.

"God I'm so tired. You don't mind if I go ahead and change into some pajamas, do you?" I said while pulling my shirt up over my head, not even waiting for a response. I unbutton my pants and start to slip them off over my feet. I look back at Mark who has me under his strong gaze. What a sucker.

I turn back around to look around for a t-shirt to wear when I feel Marks hand on my side.
"Oh no no, you were playing the hard way so now it's my turn" I said smiling, pushing him away lightly.

"You can't do this to me. This is not fair and totally not the same thing! I only asked you to say "please"".

"Yea but this is too much fun." I said laughing. "Seriously though, I'm way too tired for this, I really just want to put on some pajamas and go to sleep".

"Why can't you just sleep like that" he said motioning to me.

I look down at my black lace bra and black lace underwear and blush madly.

"I love that I can make you blush so easily" he said stepping slowly towards me, smirking.

He stops right in front of me, taking my hands in his. He leans down and gives my lips a small kiss, but still big enough to send butterflies scattering throughout my stomach. We break away and I smile up at him.

"Ok I'm seriously really tired. Can we please go to sleep now?" I asked pouting my bottom lip out a bit.

"Only because you said "please""

Mark got into just his underwear and laid down in bed next to me. I settle right up next to him and lay my head down onto his chest and drift off to the steady rhythm of his heart beat.