Markiplier X Reader

Chapter 19

I started up the car and began to drive back home.

"So Lauren, you go back to school tomorrow right?"

"Yeah." She sounded a bit sad but I don't blame her.

"Hey now, you're in 8th grade and it's almost over."

"I don't want to go to high school though."

"Why so?"

"I heard that high school is very difficult and scary."

"Yes and no. It can be difficult and it can be scary at times, but it can also be very fun. Also, it's not as scary and hard as you think. When I was in high school I had a lot of fun but, I was also stressed, scared, bored, and nervous."

"What made it fun?" Her voice was curious and maybe a little hopeful.

"I made it fun. Also, it's a great experience. You'll cry, you'll laugh and so much more." She gave a nod, thinking about what I said.

"Did you have friends in school?"

"Yes and no. There were people who were friendly but once we didn't have a class together, communication stopped." I remembered a few people who I really liked being friends with and began to miss them.

"I'm sorry to hear that mom."

"It's ok dear. Certain people come and go but true friends stay with you."

"Like you." Lauren mumbled. A smile found it's way to my face. We made it home and once inside, Lauren crashed onto the couch.

"You hungry?" I asked as I unbuttoned my vest.

"Yeah."

"Cool. How does spaghetti sound?"

"Sounds great!"

"Great. Can you get everything started while I go change?" Lauren got up and went to the kitchen.

"I can. Don't worry." I went into my room to fully change. I hung everything up and changed into gray sweats and a black over-sized shirt. I went into the kitchen to see that Lauren was already heating up the tomato sauce. I went over to the pot and began to stir the noddles.

"Thank you Lauren. At this rate, dinner will be ready in no time."

"Yeah. Hey mom?"

"Yes?"

"Can we invite Mark over. He didn't eat much when I was there."

"Sure. Do you want me to call him now?"

"Yeah. You call him, and I'll cook."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. You worked today."

"Ok." I left the kitchen and grabbed my phone. I dialed Mark's umber and waited until he picked up.

"Hey y/n, what's up?"

"Hey Mark. Lauren and I were wondering if you wanted to come over for dinner."

"Uh..... what time?"

"One sec." I covered the speaker.

"Hey Lauren, when do you think dinner will be ready?"

"About 5:20."

"Thanks." I uncovered the speaker and place the phone back to my ear.

"About 5:20 Mark."

"Sure. I'll be over in a few."

"Ok. Just knock."

"Got it. See you soon"

"See you soon." I hung up the phone and checked the time.

It's about 5 now.................Wow. Look how far I have come. I have a roof over my head, a job, a child, and a friend....... all in just a few weeks.

"You ok mom?"

"Huh? Yeah. Just thinking. I'll get stuff ready for Mark." I began to clean the apartment and got plates out. I set them on the bar and got the bar stools out of the corner. I heard a knock at the door and I went over and opened it. There stood Mark wearing his favorite red-flannel and a pair of jeans.

"Hey Mark. Come on in." I moved aside to let Mark enter. He gave me a tight hug and I let out a small chuckle.

"It smells nice in here."

"Yeah. Lauren is cooking spaghetti."

"It's almost ready!" Lauren called out. Mark went over to the bar and sat on one of the stools.

"Can I get you anything to drink?"

"Just water is fine."

"Got it." I went over to the cupboard and got out three cups. I filled two of them with water and set them on the bar.

"Hey Lauren, what do you want to drink?" Lauren brought over the pot full of spaghetti.

"Water please mom." I filled up the third cup and placed it on the bar.

"Looks like dinner is ready."

"Yay! Food!" Mark excited said. Lauren and I shared a small chuckle as we plated our food. We all began to dig in.

"This is so good."

"Thank you Mark. Glad you like my cooking."

"No problem. So, are you going back to school tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"Well, there is an episode of Okami that you appeared in the background and it's going up tomorrow. Just letting you know."

"Thank you." Her voice was low and I became worried.

"Is everything ok Lauren?"

"Are you ok dear?"

"Yeah. It's nothing."

It's almost never nothing.

We finished eating and Mark stayed for a few hours, watching a few movies with us. He then left at about 9 and Lauren and I got ready for bed.