(yikes is anyone still here? *coughs nervously*)
Jacks Pov-
My eyes snap open and I begin to sweat. The warm blankets that covered me up to my shoulders were thrown off as I sat up, the hot and suffocating feeling making me scared something was happing to me. It was only a few seconds to realize that I was just in bed and that it was 4 am.
My shaking hand covered my forehead as I trembled.
Why am I so scared for my life?
My blood ran cold as someone shifted in the bed next to me. Looking over ever so slowly, it didn't help my shaking body to find Felix laying there.
Not Mark.
Where IS Mark?!
As slowly as I possibly could I slid my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up. But I felt a tightening around my ankle as I realized my ankle was connected to his by a chain.
I hunched over and being to ball my hands in the sheets.
I don't know what to do!!! I'm screaming in my head.
But he sits up and a hand claws my shoulder/neck, pulling me right back down to the bed before I could react.
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Innocent Little Irish Boy -Septiplier-
Fanfiction(WARNINGS: Gore, Blood, Smut, drugged actions, Darkiplier, Antisepticeye, and GROSS CREEPY THING SO IF YOU DONT LIKE THIS DONT READ THIS) Enjoy my story
