Escaped (markiplier x reader)

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"Mark I hope I don't upset you with my choice but I choose...I want to stay," you look down. You really hoped he wouldn't betray you. He is famous but you can never really trust a person.

"Why would I be upset?" He wonders.

"I just don't want to be a burden," I reply.

"You won't."

"Oh also I'm a YouTuber so there could be yelling," he warns.

"Okay."

He shuts the doors and the footsteps fade away.

Marks pov

I walk away to make my way to the kitchen.

What has that man done to her? I wonder over and over again. I didn't know if she would tell me, I never even got her name.

I scan my eyes to see what I want. I see that I have leftover pizza in my fridge. Taking it out I hear footsteps, slowly walking down the stairs.

I look back seeing her carefully making her way to the kitchen, where I am.

"Oh hello," she says. "I realized I never gave you my name."

"Yes, I was going to call you something very random," I smile.

"I'm y/n l/n," she introduced.

Beep, beep, beeeeep.

I forgot my pizza was in the microwave, so I jumped a bit.

"Also shouldn't you be sitting or laying down?" I ask her.

"Probably."

"I'm gonna go record a video okay? My fans are probably thinking I died," I say.

"Okay," she smiles.

I grab my pizza and head into my recording room.

Your POV

I slowly head back into the room I was in, then I fell.

Ow... I rub my head. Stupid foot!

It starts to throb. The bleeding was stopped but the wound was open.

You crawl to the door reaching to twist the door knob. You failed, you looked around for a chair to help you up. Crawling to the kitchen you head Mark yell. He's just filming a video.

Grabbing the chairs leg you hear a knock on the door. Your breath quickens and you heart is beating faster than the wind.

You quickly yell, "Mark there's somebody at the door!"

You crawl to his recording room, not realizing he was doing a live stream.

"Oh there is? Okay I'll get it," he gets up and leaves. The chat is booming with comments. Wanting to know who was that. Who was that girl.

"There's nobody there?" He tilts his head. "Also why are you on the floor? Do you need getting help up?"

"Oh...ok," you respond. "Oh and uh- yes I do need help up."

He gets back to his live. You notice you were in the live, you move fast out the camera.

"Sorry about that guys."

Who's she?

Mark do you have a girlfriend?

She's ugly!

Ew she had a scar on her face..

Guys don't be mean!

Nobody shall take Markimoo from me!