Unforgiving (Markiplier fanfic)

Update

-Few weeks later
-Police station
People have been arguing, saying how could MARK FICHBACK (I hope I spelled his last name right!) be in jail, how could he? It's been chaos these past few days. And I wanted none of it. He even showed up in the news, but I just wanted to see my husband safe, heathy.. The same way I first meet him.. Kind and happy. I hope he hasn't changed a bit. I was sitting down, I was wearing a coat. I was waiting for the man sitting behind the large desk to call me up. I was fiddling with my fingers, I was desperate, worried.. It's been half an hour already since Ive been waiting. "(Your first and last name)?" The man called out. I quickly looked up, getting out of my thoughts. I got up from the chair and shakily walked up to the man, "Your husband." The man mentioned. He looked down at his paperwork, I felt even more nervous, is he okay? The officer finally looked up at me and said "He's free to go," I sighed in relief. I got butterfly's in my stomach, please, let him be okay! The doors opened. A man with tattoos walked out of the door, it wasn't Mark. Another man walked out "Mark." I ran up to him, I wrapped my arms around his neck, crying years of joy. I buried my face in his neck. "I've missed you." I wiped tears away, staring into his dark eyes. He's definitely seen some shit but managed to smile through the horror he's been through, all because of me. I gave him a sad smile, "Im sorry.." I clenched my fists, trying so hard not to cry. "Lets just get back home." He finally spoke.
-
I was in the drivers seat, and Mark was sitting in the passengers seat. He was staring out the window, probably thinking why did I marry this chick? She's ruining my life.. I felt tears build up, I finally let them fall down my cheeks. Trying to concentrate on the road but sorrow kept overcoming me. "Shit." the lights went red and I quickly swiped away all the tears that were blocking my sight. Mark looked at me, "You okay?" He asked me, I nodded "Yeah." I lied. Tears kept building up, then rolling down my cheeks.
-
We finally reached home, I took off my coat and he closed the door. I rubbed my forehead, I turned around. Staring into his eyes, should I? I leaned up and kissed his tender lips. He kissed me back. I missed him so much..