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As you can see I am barely living. But enjoy this shitty chapter

{Criminal! Dark x Police! Mark}

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Mark's POV

I groaned as my alarm woke me up, blindly smacking it off as I rolled down my bed, groaning loudly.

I hate waking up.

But I reminded myself that if I don't wake up I'll be fired from my first day of job, and if that happens, I won't be able to pay up my rents for the apartment that I'm currently living in.

I mean, I'm living with a roommate that had always paid up the rent. He worked a decent job, so rent was pretty good for him. He was able to pay the rent and still have the money to give the both of us.

But I didn't want to be a burden to him. I mean, his so nice and everything and I just fell bad for sitting in bed all day and doing nothing. So I thought to myself, why not find my own job so I didn't have to always beg him for money.

He told me that he could handle it at first, and that I didn't need to do anything. But after a while when he realized that I wasn't going to change my mind he finally gave in, but still persisted that I didn't need to work.

I've made a plan that when I have enough money to spend until my dying days, I'll treat him like a fucking king because he deserves it...such a good friend he is.

I finally got up and look at the time.

6:00pm. Exactly one hour to prepare. So I quickly went, washing up and changing into my brand new uniform, taking my cap before rushing out.

It only took me 15 minutes. Good thing I'm a boy.

I jumped on my car, starting the engine, and zoomed off to my first day of work.

Now, you'll all be wondering....what exactly is my work at night?

I'm working as a police, and my shift was at night, just to make sure no prisoners tries to escape. Apparently, the leader thought it would be a good thing to have me as a guard there because he said I had the 'stamina' and 'strength' to handle the criminals.

The leader also gave me a partner so I wouldn't get lonely. But, taking one good look at my partner, I knew that she was a bitch and a slut.

This whore tried getting into my pants five seconds we met!

I rather be alone and talk to the criminals instead of her.

I told the leader, or officer chief, whatever, that I would be fine on my own, but he insisted that I have her as my companion. I grumbled, but didn't want to get fired at my first day of job, so I unwillingly accepted.

This bitch, named Leighton I don't really give a fuck about her sir name, was excited,squealing and bouncing as her fake boobs jiggle with her.

I can already tell that she will be the one that drives me insane instead of the criminals.

So now I arrived, stepping into the police station as I went into the monitor room, and looking at the cells through the monitors.

I did a quick but cautious scan of it, noticing that none of the cells are empty, all of them containing criminals.

As I did, focusing on scanning the cells and criminals, I hear a loud clicking of shoes and internally groan loudly.

Beep beep, here comes a fucking whore ready to drive me to be one of these prisoners.

I sighed out loud, crossing my fingers and hoping that I don't ended up doing something that I'll regret later on.

I don't want to lose my job on the first day.

The clicking of shoes got louder and so did my headache and I tried not to shut the door when she opened it, squealing and I gritted my teeth.

"Markipoo! Your here!" Leighton screamed at the top of her lungs and I tried not to screamed at her to shut up.

I ignored her, taking out my headphones and popping it in my ears, playing a music and smiling when I couldn't hear her.

I mean I could still here her bitching ass whining, but it was muffled, so I was content.

But it was short lived when that fucking mcfuck decided to push one of the buttons on the control pad, opening one of the cell doors in order to get my attention.

I looked at her and she smiled, leaning down and batting her eyelashes and my eye twitched.

"Did I do something wrong, markipoo?" She said innocently, and I could hear it with my ear buds, which only managed to piss me off more.

Before she could do anything, I stood up and ran for the cell which she opened.

She's the one that suppose to catch the prisoner that she let loose.

Fucking bitch.

When I reached the cell, of course the prisoner was no where to be seen.

I groaned loudly, pinching the bridge of my nose as I pulled out my earbuds and pocketed them.

"I will bash that bitch head to the fucking wall until I can see her fucking pea sized brain" I mumbled out loud, staring at the cell.

"Then why don't you?" A deep voice suddenly called out and my eyes widen, spinning my body so fast I almost cracked my neck.

There, was a guy, leaning on his side on the wall that separates cells, he was looking at me, a smirk on his face.

I gulped, this has to be the escapee.

I studied the guy appearance. He has a strong built, taller then me than a head, much to my annoyance. He was wearing the prisoner uniform, hair darker than the night itself, bright scarlet eyes and grey skin.

His smirked widen, and I could see his sharp fangs.

I averted my eyes. I have to be careful around him, he seems dangerous.

Of course his dangerous, Mark. What the fuck do you think his in this damn jail with high ass security?

Dumb fuck.

I looked at the escapee again but before I could say anything, I hear the familiar sound of annoying clicking shoes.

I inhaled a huge breath, and letting it out, trying to calm myself and resisting the urge to pop my earbuds back in.

"Markiiii~! The high pitched noise of Leighton voice and I pinched the bridge of my nose.

Leave me alone.

The clicking of heels becomes faster and I pull out my buds from my pocket an dropped them back in into my ears, the music blasting and I could barely hear the clicking of shoes.

I turned my attention to the escapee as he was staring at me, that smug smirk never leaving his face.

I slightly furrow my eyebrows, I was about to tell him to get back in the cage when SOMEONE decided to rudely interrupt me, by jumping onto my back, hands wrap around my neck.

Fucking Leighton.

I stumbled to the front, almost falling in the process, my earbuds popping out, much to my annoyance.

" Marki~!" Leighton squealed in my ear and I flinched, grunting. "Lets go on a piggy ride together!"

Yeah, how bout no.

"Not now" I try saying as nice as possible but obviously a bitch like her wouldn't listen, so she only held onto me tighter.

"But it'll be fun~!" She persuaded and it's honestly just making me more annoyed than I already am.

Her boobs are like making her hundred times heavier what the fuck.

I rolled my eyes and try to get her away from me.

Guess I used too much force and threw her into the cell that the escapee was previously in.

Oops.

She hit the floor loudly, crying out loudly as she painfully climbed to a sitting position, putting a hand on her head as she looked pained, tears spewing from her eyes.

Even though she was a bitch and high key annoying, I feel real damn bad for what I've done.

But let's be honest, this wouldn't have happened if she didn't clung onto me like a leech.

So it was kinda her fault.

Anyways.....

I stood there shock, not knowing what to do. I just stood there and stared at her for a while, before coming to my senses, and ran to her.

But before I can even take a step forward, two hands grabbed my waist and pulled me to their body, their chest strong as their hands moved to wrapped around my stomach, not letting me go. I froze up when I felt a a head resting their chin onto my shoulder.

"And where do you think your going, darling?" A deep and husky voice whispered into my ear. And I gulped even harder.

It was the escapee.

Fucking shit somebody come at shoot me. I hate my life.

Finding the voice I replied back to the escapee "saving her" I said and I was surprised at how steady my voice was.

I could year him hum beside me "didn't you say you want to bash her head until you can see her brain a few seconds ago?" He asked in a teasing voice.

"It was just joking." I deadpanned.

Geez. Can't criminals learn how to take a joke without mocking or killing people.

"You don't sound like you were just joking to me" He said in my ear, voice an octave lower, making me gulp.

"Learn to take a joke"

He chuckled in my ear, one of his hand that was on my waist began trailing up to my chest.

No wait no, that's some illegal shit right there.

I began struggling out of his grip " If you could stop sexually harassing me that'll be great"

His grip tighten around me and I swear I could barf all my organs out right there and then.

"Let go. This is illegal" I grunted as I tried squeezing myself out from his grip.

"Illegal things it's what I do, sweetheart" He hummed, and I can feel him smirking.

What's with the nicknames.

I tried struggling but all I got was his grip tightening on me and the more I try escaping, the more he would tighten his grip. Soon enough, I was barely breathing. i had stopped struggling and began pounding on his hand to let me go, my lungs begging for air.

"tell you what, sweetheart. You let me and my crew out of this place and we'll never bother you. At least for a little while"

"And if I don't?" I answer back the best I can with my dying lungs, coughing.

The escapee chuckled, loosening a little, not enough to let me go, but enough to let me breathe, and I sucked in the air greedily.

"I'll kill your friend here. And I'll make you a criminal like me" He aid softly, and I directed my gaze to Leighton, who was halfway up on the ground, clutching her head where she banged onto the wall, one hand on the wall for support as he winced and groaned.

God damnit.

"Fine" I say after a while, not like I was given much of a choice anyway. I can feel that smirk on his lips as he kissed my cheek, making me jerked my head away.

"good boy" He whispered in my ear and I looked away, gulping as I now try to question whether if this was a good idea in the first place.

Letting me go I cracked my bones and firstly help Leighton to a place to seat, before turning to look at the escapee "Better keep on your word because the next time I see you and your crew, I'm not letting you out of this place."

He just smirked at me, lifting his head a little and I rolled my eyes, walking to the control panel and squinting, trying to see which one is the button to release the others.

"Your new here, aren't you? Come to think of it, I've never seen you around, only Leighton" He said casually and I just shrugged,  still trying to see the button to open the cell doors. 

When I finally found it, I pressed the button and instantly alarm rang through the entire building "oops" I say quietly as I turn around to look at the escapee who smirked at me, his eyes flashing a bright red for a mere second.

"Thanks darling, I could never thank you enough" He said mockingly and I just rolled my eyes, looking at him as I placed my hand on my hip, raising a brow at him. "yeah, whatever. Now shoo, go to your crew and go away" I simply said as I walked passed him, hearing his chuckle from behind me as I tend to Leighton, who was passed out, lying in one of the bed of the cells.

"Hey sorry for throwing you to the wall like that" I said softly, even though she couldn't hear me, trying to lift her up only to have her stumbling and falling on top of me. I looked up at her and my eyes widen, pushing her off of me and staring at her horrified.

What the actual fuck?!

I looked up and saw the same escapee with his crew, he was lying on the cell bar smirking at me. "You son of a bitch! I knew not to trust you, you killed her, you psycho!"

"Calm down, sheesh. I have a name you know. It's Dark by the way" He said casually as he didn't just ask his members to kill a person. 

Dark then proceed to lift himself off the bars and slowly walked towards me, his smirk getting bigger and bigger with each passing second.

"And you, my dear. Your coming with me"

Gone for months and I come back with this shit.