Foolish // Markiplier X Reader

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"You will fall with me as a stone to a grave" -Pablo Neruda

"I have a free period, I came to see how you're doing." Mr. Fischbach said, shutting the door behind him. "How's isolation treating you?"

"Fine." You said simply, putting your phone back in your bag. You thought about that poor girl throwing herself from the roof. What must've have driven her to do that?

Mr. Fischbach looked at your bag then back at you. "I should discipline you for that." He said with a raised eyebrow. "You know phones aren't allowed outside of dorms."

You turned to look at him and forced a smile. "What's stopping you?" You pushed the thoughts of the mystery down as best as you could.

He stepped forward and sat in the chair next to yours. The principal's office was laid out with her large desk in the middle, her chair on one side and three chairs on the other side where you and Mr. Fischbach sat.

"I get the feeling it won't do much." He said. "You'll only try and sneak into my classroom again and steal it back."

"You know me so well."

He smiled at you, leaned back in his chair and crossed one leg over the other.

You couldn't stop thinking about Virgo. You tried so hard to push the thoughts down, instead focusing on Mr. Fischbach. Today he wore black pants, a navy blue shirt and black tie. Dark colours really suited him, it brought out the deep complex colours in his eyes and hair. You let your eyes travel over him to ground yourself, noticing how his clothes clung to his muscular frame.

"Hey, my eyes are up here." He said with a chuckle.

"Just admiring the view." You replied with a smile.

"Wow. Objectification. An interesting form of flattery." He said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes, smiled and then scooted forward in your chair. "Don't act like you don't like it."

"I never said I didn't."

The two of you sat there for a long moment, looking into each others eyes. You couldn't tear your eyes away, he was just so beautiful. He then shook his head and laughed a little.

"You're trouble, you know that?" He said with a smile.

"So I've been told." You looked him up and down one more time before looking away, then down at your fingers which you fiddled with nervously.

Mr. Fischbach followed your gaze and looked down at your hands. "Are you alright, Y/N?" He asked softly, noticing your distracted demeanour.

You nodded but didn't look at him. "I just..." you sighed. Could you trust him? Surely you could. If you were to tell any member of staff it'd be him. You looked up, but not at him. "Do you... do you know Virgo Barnes?" It felt strange speaking her name out loud. It made her feel real.

Mr Fishbach's face dropped a little and he shifted in his seat. "Yes she was in my class last year." He answered. "Why are you asking?"

You shrugged. "She was staying in my dorm room before me." You looked at him and observed his face. A hint of solemnity. "What happened to her?"

"She was an amazing student. So smart, well informed, keen to learn. She loved English but journalism was her passion. We were... close." You tried to ignore the pang of jealousy in your chest at this as he continued. "She had this friend, Selsie Smith, who was... maybe a bad influence. When they started hanging out, Virgo would sneak around with her, her grades dropped, and then one day... Selsie ran away. After that, Virgo was... different. And it felt like the school was just waiting for her to break. She wasn't getting the help she needed, all I could manage to do was get her a counsellor. But it wasn't enough. Shortly after Selsie's disappearance she..."

"She jumped off the roof." You finished for him, seeing the pain in his face as he spoke.

He nodded slowly. "Before she... did it... she came to me. She was all frazzled and worried and seemed terrified. She said Selsie didn't run away. She said someone at the school had taken her and that it'd happened before and will happen again. She said she was scared that she was next because she knew too much."

"Did she tell you what she knew?"

"No. She said she didn't want to put my job or my life in danger." He answered.

You swallowed. "Did you believe her?"

He hesitated. Scratched the back of his head. Then continued. "Not at first..." he admitted. "But then... I realised Selsie's family wasn't even told about her disappearance until after Virgo died. And some sort of officer, I can't remember if he was with the FBI or the police or... I don't know I suppose it doesn't matter- but he came in and told us not to talk to anyone about Selsie. Said they were investigating and if anyone were to go around talking about her, with it being a school, misinformation could spread and it could tarnish their investigation. It felt weird. Not like protocol at all."

"So you were told to keep your mouth shut about Selsie... what about Virgo?"

"Virgo's death wasn't treated as suspicious." He said. "There was a small investigation but they chalked it up to mental illness caused by Selsie's disappearance."

"Do you believe her now?" You asked quietly.

"I don't know." He said, voice low. "But I know that if something was going on, that it'd be safer to stay the hell away from it." He said this to you as if it were a warning. A command. You shook your head in response.

"But what if someone else goes missing? How could you just stay away knowing that it could happen again? Don't you want justice for what happened to those poor girls?"

"Yes." He said. "But I don't want to risk anyone's life by getting into shit I shouldn't." He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed heavily. "How did you know about her?"

You swallowed hard. Then took the note out of your bra and handed it over to him. "I found this in my room."

Mr. Fischbach read the note carefully and you examined his face. You could see the pain and hurt there behind his eyes.

Before he could speak, the bell rang, indicating it was time for him to go.

"We'll talk more tonight." He said, handing the note back. "In the meantime, stay out of trouble. Please."

You nodded. Then he left.