The Risks Of Being Lovers (Markiplier x Reader)

Chapter Eleven - War Zone

Your POV

We jumped into Suzy's car and began to drive. Suzy looked at me and asked, "So where exactly are we going?" I looked out the window. "The only place I can think of," I started. "That asshole probably has them locked away in my childhood home." Suzy shot me a confused look so I give her directions. "Oh," She said. "I know where that's at." I smiled at her then looked into the back seat where Mark and Arin where sitting. Mark was fidgeting with this phone case and Arin was focused on whatever he was doing on his phone. I turned back around and looked out the window. I need to save them. I thought I had nobody left but they came in. They came in and now they are in danger. My thoughts consumed me. I know Taylor would remember, but would Andy? This will be the first time in a long time that I have seen him and  the last time I saw him, I thought he was dead. "(F/N)?" I heard a voice ask. "Hello?" I snapped back into reality. "What?" I asked. Arin looked at me. "Were here," He said. I got out of the car. "Thanks for the ride," I said. "You guys can stay here." Suzy looked at me. "Are you sure you don't need our help?" She asked. I nodded. "I'd feel bad if you got hurt from my family battle," I replied. "You shouldn't even be involved with it." I turned around and walked up to the front door. A strong sent hit me from the other side of the door. "Meth," I mumbled to myself. I coughed a little then put my scarf over my nose and mouth and busted through the door. Right in the kitchen, I see him. My father. He's staring right back at me. "You," I hissed as I walked up to him. I grabbed him and threw his head into one of his cabinets. "Well if it isn't the last child I was looking for," He laughed standing back up. "(F/N), a YouTuber." He quickly handcuffed me, thinking it would make it hard to fight him. I turned around and kicked him in his chest. He stumbled back but quickly grabbed me and pushed me down the basement stairs, locking the door behind me. After falling down the stairs. I jumped back up to my feet and seen Andy and Taylor chained to the wall, by mom's skeleton. They are alive and perfectly healthy. Taylor cried at the sight of me and Andy looked shocked to see me. I know what he must be thinking. 'Is that (F/N)? This is a hell of a reunion.' I turned away from them and slammed my cuff chain against the old desk back here, breaking it. I turned back to Taylor and Andy than grabbed the hatchet. I walked up to Andy's chain first, than took a hard swing, breaking his chain. I than repeated the same action with Taylor. We all looked at each other, knowing what we had to do. They followed behind me as I walked up the stairs to the basement door. It's made of wood, that was his first mistake. I broke it down with the hatchet, and it broke. We walked into the kitchen. I threw the broken hatchet to my right, ready for war. Andy went to fight first. Andy grabbed dad and thew him onto the table as it broke. One thing I wish I would have known before letting Andy attack, I didn't. My father pulled out a gun and shot Andy in the stomach with his last bullet. "Taylor!" I screamed "Keep Andy alive I got this!" Taylor obeyed my order as I stepped onto the battle field. I grabbed my father and threw his head onto the lit stove, giving him nasty burns, then threw his head with all my force into the kitchen sink. He was barley living as he said, "You fucked up (F/N). I'm not alone." As he passed away two people I knew way too well walked in. Wilford and Dark.