Chapter 73
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I didn't utter a word and only stared at him wearily. I glanced nervously to the open door, wondering if I should use this chance to escape.
"You will never escape." As if he knew what I was thinking he let those heavy words slip through his lips. The heaviness of his words were like snakes slithering around my body, chaining me to the ground. My eyes started to burn again with tears, but I quickly blinked them away.
My lips were trembling as I forced myself to mutter out his name from my dry scratchy throat. "Mark…" I croaked.
Mark opened his icy-blue eyes and I quickly turned my head away, averting his eyes. Scared that even my soul would freeze over. I took in a shuddering breath, trying to calm myself down. I exhaled and felt the shivers leaving my body, enough for me to continue speaking.
"I'm hungry."
Mark blinked continuously, not expecting that but quickly regained his posture. "Right" He started. "Let's go downstairs and eat. The food is ready." He puts out his hand for me to take, but I only stared blankly at it. He exhaled when he saw that I didn't move.
"But first…" He resumed and stretched out his arm reaching for me. I flinched as I shut my eyes tightly in fright. His arm went pass the side of my head, grabbing the laptop from the table.
I hesitantly opened my eyelids, to see a solemn smile etched onto Mark's face. "I'm going to hide this one away, so you can go down first."
When he saw that I still didn't response he sighed in resignation with his head hung low as he trudged out of the room, closing the door as he left.
The clicking sound of the closing door was like a knife cutting my body free from the binding snakes and I slumped down on the floor as I let out a heavy quivering breath of air that I never knew that I had.
My sight became blurry from the tears that started to build up in my eyes. Balding my fist I slammed it on the ground as I gritted my teeth. I felt anger towards myself.
At how weak and feeble I became in front of him.
At how fear had me in the palm of his hands
At how I was still scared of him…
The trembling that occurred in my body still didn't go away and I found it difficult to hold back my tears as I struggled to breath.
'I'm so fucking weak!' I yelled internally and slammed my fist on the ground again.
I repeated that for a few more times and before I knew it the tremor in my body had stopped and the tears had dried out leaving the debris feeling of frustration behind.
I pushed the hair strands that were obscuring my sight away as I stood up. Exhaling I pumped up my fist. "Okay!" I cheered, trying to ignore the still racing heartbeat of mine. "Let's go downstairs and eat!"
I balled my fist, feeling my nails digging into my palm.
'Everything will be fine.'
I nodded my head in agreement with my thoughts and left the room, but the rhythm of my heart still didn't return back to normal.
…
I frowned apprehensive at Mark slicing the steak burger. The juice and aroma of steak was released as he sliced it open. Stabbing it with a fork he brought the meat to his mouth and ate it, humming pleased at his own cooking skills.
And I would be humming in delight too, if the food didn't remind me of chopped up bodies! I can taste the acid in the back of my throat every time I looked at the fried meat.
Listening to my body I decide to just eat the bun and salad.
"You're not going to eat the meat?" Mark queried, his eyebrow raised.
I shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm vegan." I said and took another bite of the bun with salad. Frowning slightly at the dryness of it.
Mark snorted and I glanced at his mirthful eyes. "You? Vegan?" He arched his eyebrows and snorts again. "Even when hell freezes over you would be still eating meat." He scoffed.
I gasped insulted as I placed my hand dramatically over my chest. "Well I don't think that I would be able to eat any meat after having my eyes being exposed to something like that." I retorted as I narrowed my eyes into two slits.
He returned the same expression as his fork was hovering above his plate. "You wouldn't care about those trivial things if you fall in love with me."
My jaw went slack as I stared at him incredulously. 'Trivial!?' Did he really just call all of those dead bodies trivial!?
'Hmm, but wait.'
"So wait…" I held up my hand as I thought through about what he just said. "So you would keep killing people even if I would fall in love with you?" I glared at him questionable.
He shrugged nonchalantly and continued to eat his food. "Why wouldn't I be killing anymore?" His words were slightly muffled by the food occupying his mouth, but his uncaring tone was still vibrant. "It's my job and I like doing it."
"Even if I begged you not to?" I queried further.
He stopped moving his utensils as he glanced upwards thoughtfully. His cheek was inflated with stuffed meat and his mouth was making this slow circular chewing motion as I just stared at him in anticipation; curious for his answer. "I guess I could stop killing as a job since I'm already stocked with money and stalking you is my number one hobby so I don't really need to kill I guess…"
His eyes shifted back to me and I flinched at the navy blue eyes that were twinkling in anticipation. "Have I finally won the game?"
My face contoured into a confused expression. "What are you talking about?"
His lips were pulled into a smirk as he leaned in closer. "Has my kitten finally decided to retract her claws and listen to her owner?"
My eye twitched and my nose started to crunch up in distaste as I pressed my lips into a fine line. "No." I said clipped.
His never fading smirk that matched his jester-like eyes only managed to spark the annoyance in me as I watched him resting his chin on the back of his hands.
He hummed as if he didn't believe me. "You're body language sure tells me something different." He said as eyes roamed my body.
The meatless bun that was still in my hand slowly got crushed by the increasing hold of my hands as I swallowed a glob of saliva nervously.
I cleared my throat. "I don't know what you are talking about."
Mark rolled with his eyes. "You've been acting like a meek scared cat ever since you saw the content on my laptop." He explained as he leaned in closer. "And that question of yours sounds like you're planning to give up. Am I wrong?" He raised his eyebrows as he showed his pearly white teeth in a wide smile.
I darted my eyes away from those teeth as I bit down on my bottom lip in frustration. It annoys the hell out of me, but he's right. I have been acting-no I was scared of him. I mean come on! Any normal person would be scared after seeing that. No matter how nicely he tells me that he won't ever harm me physically that same saying doesn't go for my friends nor my family.
Those scary thoughts mixed with this fearful feeling that I have towards Mark were jumbling my mind, turning my brain in to mush, and effecting my decisions. It clouded my eyes to prevent me from seeing that I was indeed becoming pathetic.
I had already thrown the towel in the ring unconsciously.
Mark knows it and is thriving off it.
"Stop."
