Marks p.o.v
A week after Mark was first kidnapped
I was sitting on my bed staring at the ceiling when I heard keys in the door. I stood up and ran to the door.
"Y/N what are you doing?" I asked.
"Letting you go." She said.
"What why?" I wasn't answered. The door was opened but Y/N had to tell me something before I left.
"But I can't let you go if you're going to go to the police. I'm not going to kidnap anyone else because I realised what I was doing is wrong. Now go." She said.
"But why?" I asked.
"Go Mark." She was getting more angry by the second.
"Why?!"
"BECAUSE I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH YOU AND I CAN'T BEAR TO SEE YOU STUCK HERE!" She yelled. I was shocked and didn't know how to feel. She loved me?
"I..." I ran back into the room and grabbed a pencil then a bit of tissue. I wrote my number on there.
"Here." I said giving my number to Y/N.
"We can be friends. Maybe someday we'll get together." Y/N smiled brightly.
"I'll keep this a secret. I forgive you." Y/N hugged me tight.
"Thank you thank you thank you so much." She said.
"Let me take you home Mark." I nodded.
We arrived back to my house and Y/N stopped the car.
"I'm still sorry about everything Mark. I really regret what I did." Y/N said.
"Hey it's okay... we can put this all behind us." I said.
"Bye Y/N."
"Bye Mark."
