Chapter 10

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Mark's POV

I was sitting in the car, the voices screaming about all the horrible things that I've done and how she'd never forgive me, they could scream as much as they wanted, I was numb. They were so loud I didn't hear her call my name for the first few times.

"Mark, honey, are you ok," I chuckle.

"Do I seem ok to you," silence fills the car, "or did my disgustingness not register in your head," I look out the window as we stop at a red light. Suddenly I feel something on my hand; I snap my head to see what it was. Y/n's hand was covering mine.

"You aren't disgusting. You're hurting, two very different things," she squeezes my hand and let's go so she can continue to drive with both hands, I feel a twinge of sadness through the numb, but I don't let it show.

"Can I ask you those questions now," I sigh and pause for a moment gathering myself as I could.

"Yes, you can," she nods.

"When we get to the hospital, we have one of two options. We can tell the doctors that you've been cutting, with that you will most likely be sent to a mental health hospital. The second option we lie." I look at her, confused.

"You're leaving it up to me?"

"Yes, I don't want to force you into anything. Just know if you decide not to go you will be putting up with me for the foreseeable future." I can't help but to smile a bit. She'd stay with me.

"Lie," I look over at Y/n, a mischievous smirk spreads across her face. No matter what the voices are trying to tell me, I know I made the right choice.

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Whatttttttttttt, I'm totally not writing my resistance to authority into this story. I would never. ;-;

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