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•Chapter 18 - ᴡʜʏ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ?•

I wanted to thank Darkened_Roses for telling me where WKM was filmed, thank you so much ♡ I don't think I would've found it out on my own! Thanks again!

After the chat, he instructed me to pack up my things... but he also told me that he will do whatever he planned today, tommorow.
He never told me what it was though... which left me with a curiosity that haunted me.

Honestly, I was excited to get out of here... let alone try to do something to try and get rid of Dark.

I packed up a few things in a bag. I also packed up food since we are going to be there for an entire week...

It sounded long though...
And what did Mark even mean by 'split Dark'?

As in we are going to separate him from Mark?

Or are we going to kill Dark?

Whatever he meant though, it will get rid of Dark... thankfully... and hopefully...

As I was packing up, yesterday was rushing through my mind... especially what Dark said to Anti...

"Anti - have some self control. The Earth's atmosphere got caught on you faster than I thought." Dark spat at Anti...

..."I was here longer than you and the atmosphere still didn't change me. But you ~" Dark shook his head and chuckled, "You Anti managed to break to this shit faster than I did. You started to feel... Now that ain't good."

It ran through my mind as different theories became my conclusions...

Maybe - the longer they stay on... Earth, maybe they begin to change?
They... gain feelings or something?
I might be wrong... but that's the closest I could get to...

According to the theory - Anti lost it... was that why he... kissed me?

"Five..."

I jumped at the voice downstairs.
It was Dark yelling around the house... why? What?

"Four."

His deep voice continued to yell slightly frustrated.

Suddenly it hit me in what he was trying to do. I quickly zipped my bag...

"Three"

I quickly grabbed the bag and rushed through the door towards the stairs.

"Two..."

I rushed down the stairs to see him leaning against the railing as his eyes remained on his phone.

"One"

He mumbled it this once as I stood right infront of him... yet he didn't even glance at me.... his eyes were glued on his phone...

He was... texting someone... and when he hit send, he smirked slightly... almost... softly...

"Did you get all of your shit?" He purred to me.... his eyes still on his phone.

I hesitated to reply.... his voice seemed so cold.... and almost relaxed... was he even talking to me?

I stood there silently... hands digging into the bag...