Mark X Reader- Enter The Darkness
I shrieked, covering my head as part of the ceiling crashed down around me, dust and debris scratching my skin. The heat was unbelieving excruciating, the flames working up in the center of the apartment building and licking the walls like hungry demons from hell.
"Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod, ohgod, ohgod, ohgod, ohgod!"
I muttered this mantra over and over as I dodged open floor boards and fire, ducking and running throughout. My flesh was burning, sweat evaporating instantly. When I reached the top floor, the staircase crumbled behind me as I got into the room. The doorknob left burns in my palms, but I bit my lip to the pain. There was no time to worry about any wounds received.
Mark was on the floor, coughing and delirious from lack of oxygen in the smoke. I quickly got down and grabbed his arm, yanking him up by the window. His body was completely dead weight, having to heave my shoulders to keep us both up.
"Mark, we need to get to the roof."
He shook his head as I rammed my foot through the window, shoe scrapping out the glass shards before hopping out and having him follow behind. More scratches appeared, weeping red tears at the situation we were in. Down below, an empty thirty foot drop made my stomach plunge. I could't even see the streets below, not a soul in sight.
What was even worse, when I turned my head, I noticed Mark tilting, his feet shifting in attempt to stand up. As I lunged to grab him, he slowly started to fall, only catching my hands into his as he slipped and dangled off the side. It looked like the shadows below were waiting to swallow and drag him down.
"Mark!" I screamed, trying to pull him up. He tried grabbing the sides, but there wasn't anything to hold, shoes unable to grip the brick wall he hung against. His eyes were as wide and fearful as mine, connecting for a moment in total chaos.
"No. Mark I can hold-"
"______, let go." He looked at me so seriously, it was almost like his lighthearted soul was gone. The air around us fell silent, the once cracking fire and falling wood behind muted.
"No, I wont." His faced registered surprise at me solid statement. But I saw that fire in them that disapproved.
"I can't let you fall with me ________. Now let go."
"No, I'm not going to let go."
"Yes you will." I felt his fingers going limp, trying to slide out of my grip.
I felt my knees bleeding, flesh digging in as I skidded centimeters at a time.
"Mark, I am not letting go!" I let my nails cut further into his hands, noting the pain flash in his eyes."You will not let go, and neither will I."
"......Every fan of yours would die for you, so why should I, your own girlfriend, be any different? I goddamn love you Mark and I am not letting go!"
"..............I love you too _________."
It was at that moment that my legs gave out, and we both slowly drifted down in the dark.....