I'm Not Perfect Either (Markiplier X Reader) *UNDER REVISION*

Chapter Sixteen

I watch as they put him on a gurney. How could this happen? Why did this happen? Why can't this bitch get a clue. Mark is not interested anymore! Now I'm forced to wait here with 'barbara' and worry. Then Mark's mom shows up. I start to cry. I can't bare to tell her that her son has just been shot. This is the first time I've met her!

"(Y/n)...are you doing okay?" She asks. "I know you don't quite remember me. But I remember you. Just when you were a baby." She gives me a hug to try to comfort me.

"Forget about me. How are you doing? I mean, i-it's your son."

"Been through hell and back. A gunshot wound wont stop Mark."

"It could've hit his lung or something! He's really hurt."

"My job is to worry on the inside. I need to keep you, and my baby boy calm." That's such a mom thing to say. She's right though. Her calmness is making me less worried. Even though that sounds like a terrible thing to say. Mark will pull through. I know it.

We just sit in the waiting room. I get questioned by the authorities, as does 'barbara.' I kinda wish I knew her name. All I got is that it starts with a C. The cops take her in handcuffs. I feel a huge weight be lifted off my shoulder.
"I'll be back. Mark and I will be together!" She shouts as she's being dragged away.

"Now do you understand why I didn't approve of her?"

I feel kinda bad for Mark's mom. The only good side of her we've seen is when she was in the hospital for Mark's surgery. Other than that Mark has portrayed her pretty poorly in his 'draw my life' video.

We sit and wait for what seems like hours. Which, I mean, an hour has passed, but it feels like much longer. Just waiting. Waiting for someone, anyone, to come tell us if he's okay.

After what seems like an eternity later, the doctor comes into the waiting room. I instantly jump to my feet. He has news; it'll be good or bad.

"We have successfully gotten the bullet out. It missed his lungs by a few centimeters so it was a little bit risky. He'll be okay."

"That's great! Are we able to see him?"

"You may but I reassure you he's sleeping. So please be quiet." The doctor leads us down a hallway. We come across room 320B. The door is closed. The doctor gestures for us to got right in. I'm a little hesitant. Mark's mother, however, isn't. She barges right in. She takes a seat and a small, coushioned bench they have. I walk in and close the door quietly behind me. I drag a chair up to the bed and take a seat. I'm not going anywhere till Mark wakes up. It's the least I can do for everything he's done for me.

An hour pasts and Mark still hasn't woken up. Mark's mom had decided to leave since she had important things to attend to. Not that I know what that important thing is. I want to stay here but I'm afraid Mark won't wake up in time. I have school tomorrow. Mark won't be going anywhere now. I look over and see his phone on the table. I grab Mark's phone and start recording a video.

"Hey guys I just wanted to give you a quick update." I start to get teary eyed and my voice begins to get lost. "Mark is currently in the hospital and won't be able to make any videos for a couple days. I don't want to say what happened because Mark hasn't given me those directions. Buh-bye." Tears spill onto my face. I begin to upload to youtube. I hold my face in my hands.

"(Y/n)?" I hear a low, quiet voice choke out.

I just cry more.