Everything was normal. We drove through Glendale and went to the Grump Space. It all seemed normal.
The key word being seemed.
It all started when I stepped foot into the recording room by myself. The lights and anything electronic started to flicker. Only in here with me though. I stood there looking out the small window where I could see Emberly and Ashley. But the strange thing was, they weren't even reacting to this. I knocked twice on the window, trying to get them to look up and see what was happening but as soon as they moved their eyes to the window the lights stopped. I just waved awkwardly, showing the fact that I actually wanted their attention for something. I sighed deeply, rubbing my eyes and resting my glasses on my forehead. I plopped down in a computer chair. I click monotonously just to bring up my YouTube, the recording and editing software and then to turn on the webcam. I felt sick all of the sudden like I had been hit by a bus. I just turned weak within a matter of minutes, and all I've done is sit here. I pushed the chair away from the computer slightly, trying to clear my head and maybe get some strength back. I closed my eyes, resting my head in my hands. My elbows rested on my knees, causing slight discomfort but that was the least of my worries at this point. When I lifted my head again, opening up my eyes. My vision was blurry, as I expected it to be. But once things came back into focus. Things were faded, what I mean is, as if this scene I could see was a drawing on a piece of white paper. Some of it was still in tacked while parts of it looked erased, revealing white spots and cloudy detail too. I felt so dizzy when I finally got out of the chair. The area where the girls were, only Emberly remained, just staring at me. I looked away from the window, puzzled. My eyes went straight to the door knob. I walked out and it was like the foundation was still there, floor and everything. But I couldn't physically see it.
I made my way over, standing in front of her now. She was glowing, around her. She was wearing a different outfit now. The one from the day I bumped into her at the convention.
"Mark." She spoke and sounded so soft and as if she was feet away. But she was right in front of me.
I wanted to answer but I couldn't physically do it. "I know, you may find it hard to speak. That's expected." She smiled, and I've never seen her smile like this. It was so beautiful. "I know this may all seem strange. But I'd like to explain." As soon as she said this, I could here low mumbles of no ones voice in particular. They were just a mixture of random voices. "It's been a long two months. Full of so many great things. Life changing things for the two of us. I enjoyed every moment, and hope you did too." I just nodded because I couldn't speak yet again. "I need you to do me a favor, my love." I perked up slightly when she called me that, so sweetly with her voice sounding like the best song I've ever heard. But as she started to speak again, it became muffled and faint. Then a bright light, appeared against blackness toward my left. "MARK!" I heard her screaming now. I looked at her, she looked like she was in pain. "I need you to go toward the light." She said, in a begging tone. "But, I don't want to leave you." I finally spoke now. I sounded strange, even to myself. "Mark you can't stay here anymore. Trust me, I'd never put you in any danger. I want what's best for you. Please listen to me." She said sternly as if this were life or death.
I just looked into her emerald eyes, "GO!" She screamed one last time. She sounded so mad at me. "Mark, I'm not upset with you. I loved you, and you're so amazing. I hope you never forget this. I hope you always remember us and what we shared. I, myself, always will. You're all I had left and I'm telling you to go. For your own safety. I know it's tough, to leave someone so near and dear to your heart but even if I never ever see you again, remember this. You're needed else where. I'm not a selfish person, I won't keep up this lie just for my own advantages. I'm a better person than that. You've inspired so many, but yet not enough. You're needed, Mark. More than anyone, there's 10 million people counting on you, your family is counting on you, your friends, there's no choice here Mark. You have to get going. Even if you'd stay, things would never return to the same. We had our time, and I guess it's up. But that doesn't mean we can't remember and reflect on what we did. This is the end of us, here. The end of us, Emberly and Mark. You've got too much potential to stay here in this residual place." She said in a needy tone. I felt a wetness fall to my arms. I looked down to see blood drops coming down like a drizzle of rain. "Mark, the lights leaving! GO NOW." I reluctantly turned toward it. "I will always love you. And I'll never forget, you're the tear in heart." I said as a tear fell from my eye. I put my hand up toward the beam of light, blocking it out of my eyes. I heard her voice, but not clear enough as I walked away. The blood rain was coming down hard until the light got bigger and bigger. The blood finally stopped and all I heard were voices coming closer and closer to me. As I reached the light I felt my heart implode.
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Nobody Likes You When You're 23
FanficThey meet at a convention. Tragedy brings those who are apart closer together. They fall in love. It's a dream come true. Or is it? Markiplier fanfic. Completed.