Timi's (Shara's) POV
                              It really was a good idea to come out to the park. It's a nice summer day. The rays of the sun softly tickle the leaves of the trees that softly sway in the warm summer breeze.
                              Mark seems to be deep in thought. I just smile and look around. See children running around and hear birds singing... Ah... My life is perfect.... Is it really? Do you have to ruin everything all the time? Hm... Yep! Oh, just shut up already! You have no idea what we have in store for you... What do you mean "we"? Oh... Just a little something... You'll see in a bit!
                              I look over to Mark. First I see a distressed look on his face and then... He collapses onto the grass.
                              "WHAT THE HELL?!?!" I scream out even though I'm intending to ask her... She is silent though.
                              I just fall down next to Mark, desperately trying to remember the first aid lessons from grade 5 or so...
                              "Oh, Goddamn it!" I mutter out of frustration and reach for my phone with a shaky hand. I dial 911...
                              "911, Emergency. You're talking to Clara, what's your emergency?" A nice lady answers on the other end of the line.
                              I try to get everything out as quickly as possible.
                              "I... Uh, I'm sorry, miss Timi? Can you please try to calm down and repeat what you've just said?" She asks kindly.
                              I take a deep breath and look over to Mark behind me. People are starting to gather around us and there's a person looking at him, trying to find out what's wrong, he's probably a doctor...
                              "Me and my boyfriend... We went for a walk in the park and he just collapsed with... Without any signs... I... I don't know what to do!" By now tears are streaming down my face as I look over to the man hovering over mark's unconscious body.
                              "Okay, miss. Where are you?" She softly asks. I give her the name of the park and whereabouts we are and she tries to calm me with the fact that an ambulance will soon be here but it doesn't really work so we just hang up and I kneel down next to Mark once again.
                              ~~~~~~Oh.... just doing some wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff because I can!~~~~~~~~
                              Still Shara's POV
                              It's been two whole days with Mark unconscious... He's just been lying in this hospital bed, with different cables and tubes and IVs sticking out from his arms, chest and even mouth and nose! The nurses are saying that they are keeping him in a so called 'artificial coma' until his mental state is more stable... They say he's had a 'mental breakdown', though, they wouldn't say more about it...
                              So, I've been sitting here, in this hidious green armchair for two days; drifted in and out of sleep, crying my eyes out not eating much... The only things that I've been living of are snack bars, packets of crisps and cans of soda from the nearby machine.
                              Oh... There's a nice nurse... She brings in coffee for me and tried to get me to home, get some rest but I didn't so, while I fell asleep for about an hour she brought in a blanket for me...
                              Anyway... It's, I look at the clock on the wall opposite Mark's bed, 3 am right now... I'm holding onto Mark's hand, waiting for a response... Maybe he wakes up from this artificial bullcrap and we could just get back to where we were before! You know that'll never happen... She grins.
                              I shake it off, push it as far away as possible...
                              "I've talked to Suzy..." I say out loud. Maybe if he hears someone... That might help! "She wasn't angry that we couldn't make the shoot... She said we'll do it when everything's sorted but..." I trail off.
                              "We're going to walk this road together, you and me... We'll walk this road together... And I will be by your side for the whole way..." I mutter.
                              I slowly start to rub his hand with my thumb. I start to hum a melody, a song I know Mark likes and shortly afer I start to hum, I start to sing...
                              "Short steps, deep breath,
Everything's alright..." I softly smile... A tiny smile...
                              "Chin up, I can't,
Step into the spot light..." I continue on.
                              "When this world is no more,
The Moon is all we'll see.
And I'll ask you to fly away with me,
Until the stars all fall down,
They enpty from the sky,
But I won't mind...
If you're with me then everything's alright...
If yoooou're with me,
Then everything's......
Alright..." I softly stretch out the last word as I feel tears gather in my eyes.
                              I squeez Mark's hand and...
                              He squeezes back! 
                              It's a lot weaker squeeze than mine but... It's a squeeze!
                              I quickly jump up and run to the door, screaming for the night nure to come and take Mark out of the coma and then I quickly resume my place next to him. I talk to him, non-stop! 
                              "Come on, Markimoo! It's Timi! Please stay, don't leave me hanging! I... I need you... And... I... I-" Nurses and a doctor rushe in and they rip me away from Mark's bed.
                              "I love you..." I whisper as the door closes in my face with a loud bang...
                              They tell me to go home, rest up and wait for a call...
                              So, I go home and wait for a call...
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Teen FictionHe reached out to her... And he saved her from falling... This is going to be be a really... Emotional story... A Markiplier x Shara, well, Markiplier x Me, Timi/Shara story, more likely... I was originally planing on posting it as one long chapter...
 
                                               
                                                  