The Risks of Loving (Markiplier x Reader)

Chapter Nine- Phantom of the Darkiplier

Dark's POV

I made (F/N) my Christine, hoping I could use her again. She's too hard to get a hold of though. Something about it just doesn't feel right. I don't know what it is though. I brushed it off as I walked into my music room and began to play the piano. Suddenly (F/N) comes in singing, "Angel, I hear you. Speak, I listen. Stay by my side, guide me," She sang. " Angel, my soul was weak, forgive me. Enter at last, Master."  I turned to look at her. "Flattering child, you shall know me. She why in shadow, I hide," I sung back. "Look at your face in the mirror. I am there, inside!" Suddenly I looked over at her as she screamed, looked at me and smacked herself, then I watched her run out of the door. "Wait," I yelled," trying to stop her but she didn't listen to me. She just kept running. I looked down at my piano. Wow, why does this hurt me? I thought to myself. Suddenly, I realized what I feel. I'm in love. I have never felt love before. How can I love? I don't even have a heart. I shouldn't have emotions. I chased her down to see her sitting on the sofa. I cannot believe I am gonna actually do this to her but I have to.

Your POV

I looked in front of me to see Dark. "Marry me," he said quietly. "No," I said back. "He looked into my eyes. "You don't have a choice, Christine!" He yelled. I felt my spine shiver in fear. "Fine!" I yelled back "And for the last time, my name is not Christine!" He just walked away from me. I don't want to marry him. I don't love a freak like him. I love Mark and nothing will ever change that. I walked into my bedroom and slammed the door shut. I jumped into the bed and cried into my pillow. I miss Mark so much and now I am being forced to marry a man who isn't him. I got up and looked into the mirror. "What have I done to deserve this?" I whispered to my reflection. I punched the mirror as it fell over and shattered glass went everywhere. I looked down at my knuckles which are bleeding and bruised. I quickly wrapped them up and then looked down into my bed. I sighed and climbed into the bed and curled up. Quickly I feel asleep.

Dark's POV

I laid in my bed as I heard the sound of something breaking. Tears began to run down my cheeks. I looked over into my mirror. "What have I become?" I asked myself I sighed as I pulled the covers over my head and curled up o my bed. I laid there and just thought. Should I just free her? "No!" I yelled in a whispered to myself. "I refuse to! She is now mine if she wants to be or not!" I sighed again. "But that's the thing," I whispered. "She doesn't want to be mine. She wants to be with Mark." I began to cry again until finally I managed to somehow, cry myself to sleep.