After a while, Lauren began to calm down. Her crying was now just sniffles.
"Dear, lets take you to the bathroom to clean you up. OK?" She just gave a nod. Mark pulled away and helped me guide Lauren to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet seat and I began to wet a cloth with warm water. Mark got a first aid kit. Lauren took her jacket off and I saw that she had a few scraps on her arms. After I gently washed them as Mark disinfected them. We then put band-aids on them.
"Mom?"
"Yes dear?"
"Can-can I stay home tomorrow?" She asked while looking up at me with teary eyes. Before answering, I looked at her injuries.
A bruised cheek, bruised wrists, scraps and cuts on her face, arms, and knees.........
"Tell me what happened first, please." I said a little reluctantly.
"I'll get some water." Mark said before leaving for the kitchen. I held her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Do you want to sit on the couch?" She gave a small nod.
"Please." Her voice was a little quiet and a little shaky. I picked her up and carried her to the living room. I set her down on the couch and Mark handed her a cup of water.
"............After dad-er Mark dropped me off, a lot of students questioned me who he was, why he had me, and where you went. No one really listened though."
"How so?"
"Well, most wouldn't believe that I was adopted in the first place or they thought that you already gave me up." My eyes widen and I pulled her into a tight hug.
"I would never do that."
"There were a few who knew who Mark was and they were not happy." I held her tighter and Mark did not look very pleased. Even though his face showed concern, his eyes told more of the story. There was confusion, disappointment, and maybe a little bit of anger.
"Where they the ones.........." Mark trialed off.
"Not all of them." I could tell she wasn't saying something important but I wont push it......yet. She'll tell me when she's ready.
"Lauren, do you have any tests tomorrow?" I asked.
"No."
"Good. You're staying home them. I'll call the school to let them know."
"No. I'll take care of that." Mark said, already dialing the number.
"Thank you mom, Mark."
"Lauren, you are more than allowed to call me your dad if you want. Ok?" Mark said before leaving the room to talk on the phone. I pulled away from the hug but I still sat near Lauren.
"I have work tomorrow but I'll be back at 3, ok?" She gave a nod. She was quiet for a moment before speaking up.
"Mom, how did you deal with bullies?"
"One method does not work for all. If it's avoidable, I try to avoid it. If not, I ignore it if I can. If that's not possible, I become passive-aggressive. Finally, do you remember how I acted when I picked you up from school or when we walked pass the highschool?"
"Yeah."
"That can work as well."
"Ok. Will they stop?"
"I can not answer that. Only time will. Do know that I'm always here for you though and so is Mark." She gave a nod.
"Can-can you sing for me? Please."
"Oh course." I cleared my throat before singing.
"You come to me with scares on your wrists. You tell me 'this will be the last night, feeling like this'. I just came to say 'goodby'. I didn't want you to see me cry. I'm fine, but I knock it's a lie. This is the last night you'll spend alone. Look me in the eyes so I know you know. I'm everywhere you want me to be. The last night you'll spend alone. I'll wrap you in my arms and I wont let go. I'm everything you need me to be. The night is so long, when everything is wrong. If you give me your hand, I'll help you hold on, tonight. I wont let you say 'goodbye' and I'll be your reason why. The last night away from me. Away from me." The whole song was in a low, soft tone. I looked over and saw that Lauren fell asleep.
Poor thing. She must be tired. I'll let her sleep for a while. I need to defend my family. Not just Lauren but also Mark and the community as well. When I was just a fan at the beginning, I was welcomed in with open arms. We were so small back then though. 400,000. Mark was still the same caring goofball he is now. I wont let anyone poison that. I wont let anyone harm my family.......Speaking of Mark, where is he? It should not take this long to speak with the school unless they are being dingusses.
Mark came back and wore a small smile when he saw Lauren.
"The school said we can pick up her homework at 3 tomorrow." He said in a low whisper. I gave a nod before picking up Lauren and taking her to her room.
YOU ARE READING
Markiplier X Reader
RomanceYou are a 22 year old girl and is a proud writer. Your life is pretty normal, or at least to you, untill one day when you meet a certain Iplier.
