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•Chapter 14 - ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ɪs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs•

Please keep in mind the main character doesn't understand or know they are in a fanfiction or believe in paranormal.

My eyes adjusted to the light infront of me....

It was a warm colour of yellowish-orange.

I was sitting. I was sitting straight as if I was a royal.

Infront of me was a table...

But beside me were two men....

Both dark haired....

And they were eating soup....

I was confused. What is happening?

I looked infront of me....

I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the surroundings... there was a plate with soup in it....

But the soup was black.... and something was sticking out from it.

I closed my eyes again....

Something just isn't right...

I opened my eyes again....

I looked further down the room... and I imiedietly recognised it as my kitchen...

I must've made a sound or something - because the man on my right froze....

I looked at him... my vision unclear....

But he slowly faced me....
"Oh~ baby... you're awake...."

I stiffened. I felt like screaming and running in terror but shock got into the best of me....

I sat still.

I now knew who he was...
It was obvious....

But it confused me in some ways...

This is Dark.... but why.... why are his hands, that picked up the spoon from my supposed plate, tanned... instead of lifeless grey?

Why are his movements of his hand ,with the spoon that he neared with towards my mouth, so... gentle?

Why is it that when I looked up to meet his eyes, they were still black and with that eyeliner under his eyes?

... but he's in a suit.... he must be Dark.... but.... he looks like Mark... what is happening?

"Open those crimson red lips for me, baby..."

Ugh... and that nickname.... it must be Dark....

I looked down at the spoon infront of my lips... it's tip slightly smudging the black substance on my lips....

"No-" before I could even finish, he shoved the spoon into my mouth... the metal grinding with my teeth.... and the cold substance dripping down on my numb tongue....

He removed the spoon - and I quickly attempted to spit out the substance but my jaw was grabbed by Dark's... well.... if it is Dark's hand...

He shoved my head upwards, making my throat open up... but I did not swollow...

He smirked as my hands reached up to his hand on my jaw and tried to remove it....
"Swallow... it's your only option.... you know that it would be impossible for you to resist... and there's no point for resistance in the first place.... we made a deal about your behaviour..."