Markiplier Reader [NEW 2015]

Wave After Wave Pt.2

In Part One...

...You can feel the shirt start to stretch under the weight. The man must have noticed to because he started to unbutton his shirt.

"Thank you for trying miss...but I have nothing else to live for."

The man plummets to his impending doom. You watch as the waves carry him out. Tear stain your face you start to blame yourself.

...But God decides to change it up.

Now Continuing

The tide starts to drag the man towards the shore, under the boardwalk. You can feel the tide hit the wodden stakes under you as you run to the end.

You reach the end of the boardwalk, and you begin to sweep your phone's flashlight over the shallow waters.
You take off your shoes, taking your time entering the cool waters.

"This man better not have died already..."

You sweep the flashlight over the stakes, looking for any sign of the man.

"Hey! Are you out there?"

You walk around a bit more, reaching the area under where you were before. You see a piece of the man's shirt floating in the waters. Bending down, you can see its the collar...the part that was already ripping before.

As you stand back up, you feel something grab on your pants and pull you down. Your head hits a stake and you go unconscious.

The man jumps out of the water, lifting you up and out of the murky water. His eyes start to tear up again, seeing what his stupidity has done to you.

"Oh god...I can't believe she actually risked her life for me. I could have easily been dead...even after I was rude to her."

He picks up your water damaged phone and carries you back from under the walk. Noticing your shoes, he picks those up too, placing you over his shoulder. His footprints stain the sand as he walks towards his car.

He mumbles quietly to himself: "I would have never seen this car again if it wasn't for this wonderful woman...I owe her thanks."

He slowly starts to set you in the backseat, making sure that you seemed comfortable. Then he quickly gather everything else and got ready to start towards the nearest hospital.

"Siri, where's the nearest hospital?" There was a pause as a map popped up on the screen. It was giving him directions to somewhere in a whole other country.

"Damnit Apple Maps. Awwe fuck. I may know where one is."

He takes off through traffic.weaving between trucks and buses, cars and taxies, bikers and motorcyclists.

Upon reaching the hospital he runs into emergency, not caring about his drenched clothes.

"Excuse me, complicated story aside...my name is Mark Fischbach and this woman hit her head on a wooden stake down by the boardwalk and she's unconscious. Can you help her? Please..."

"Okay sir calm down. I'm getting nurses on the line right now. Do you know her name?"

"No. Her phone is water damaged, and she didn't have any ID on her."

"Okay sir, she'll be in room 37A down the hall to the left. While she's getting treated..." The receptionist leaned in closer to the man and raised an eyebrow. "I'd love to hear the story behind all this."

The man takes a seat and the receptionist takes the one next to him. A male in a similar uniform take her place at the front desk awaiting the next patient.

"Well...it all started with my fans on my YouTube channel. I've heard a million times that they'd be the death of me...but I didn't think they'd take it that far. But...but they did..."

I'm so sorry for posting today instead of yesterday, but school got in the way. As I said before my grandmother pasted and I missed four days of school, causing me to have a shit ton of homework to do. But guessss whatttt?

Part 3 Coming Soon!! (Wednesday or Thursday no guarantees)