Your POV
I posted a few of the Make-Up-Mark pictures on Instagram and checked Twitter. What...? Where was all of my feed...? All of my VidCon pictures, updates and just pictures where gone....
"Mark?!" I yelled from my room. I was sitting on the floor since my bed was covered in clothes.
"Yes, y/n?" I asks, stepping in with a towel and all kinds of make-up smeared all over his face. I let a small laugh out of the side of my mouth.
"All of my Twitter feed is gone. I think my account is acting up." I say, handing him my phone. He scrolls through stuff.
"I think you where hacked... I'm so glad I told you not to put any of our information on here." Mark says with a realeved look. I give him a nervous smile.
"Well actually..." I say quietly.
"What?! What did you put?!" He asks in a frantic.
"Only my number because it asks!" I say. He looks at me.
"Only answer to Jett and me. Ok? Now, I've gotta go wash this stuff off. Plus go get moving boxes. Movers are coming at 5 this afternoon. It's Saturday too. So go see if Jett can come over or something. I've already made a video. Do NOT answer to any other number. Am I clear?" He says. I nod. He nods in response and walks out.
After Mark had left, I texted Jett.
Me: Hey 😘
Jett: Hi (He responds almost as soon as I sent it)
Me: Wanna come over today?
Jett: Um. Maybe in like an hour because I'm "babysitting" Daniel
Me: Aw! Your so sweet! Ok. That will work, Mark is out getting moving boxes.
Jett: Awesome. I will see you then😃😄
Me: Ok bye
Jett: Bye
Well, now I'm alone a bored. Gem comes and hops on my bed.
"Hey girlie!" I say, patting her head. My phone rings. Hmm... It looks like Mark.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Hello..." It says in a deep voice.
"Mark? Are you ok?!" I ask. The voice chuckles.
"Mark?! Ha?! Where did that come from? You know who I am..." It whispers...
"Steven..." I say quietly. The voice chuckles again.
"Have a nice day, y/n..." It says, ending the call.
"C-CRAP!" I stutter. I quickly call Mark.
"Hi? Y/n you ok?!" H asks.
"He called... He called..." I say.
"Jett? Who?" He asks.
"Uncle..." I say. I was almost choking on my own sobs to answer in name.
"Shit... I'm coming straight home!" Mark yells into the phone.
"Please..." I mumble quietly. Gem whines. She knew something was wrong. Have a nice day... That had to tie around to something...
//SORRY ABOUT THE SHORT, SHITTY AND FAST CHAPTER. I WILL BE POSTING ANOTHER LATER TODAY\\
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