when the coffee spills (markiplier × reader)

perfect timing

Your P.O.C
Ow!! I almost cry my left side of my face throbs so much. I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom. The tears stream down my face as I see a fist sized bruise. Why can't I just leave? Why can't I divorce him? why can't he be out of my life forever? Because... Because... It was hard for me to even think of the dirt he had on me and what he would do. But for now I have to go to work. I get ready for the long dreadful day ahead. The only thing today keeping me going is my sister Samantha. I check on her during the week days. And part of keeping me going is the hope that mark would call me just to check on me or tell me im beautiful again. But for now its merely 7:15 and I have work at 8:00. I put a light coat of makeup and pair of black heeled boots with a black on red pockadot T-shirt, light brown coat, dark blue jeans, and a very simple heart necklace that Kenny gave me before he became a monster. I grab my wedding ring out of last nights coat and slowly push it onto my finger. I hang my head and grab my car keys. Its 7:30 when I start to dive to work. Its a small drive and I get there at 7:53. I put on a smile and walk into the building. "Hey Julie!" I say to my best friend. She turns with files in her hand "how's it going gi-  Oh my god what- was it Kenny! That sack of shit I'll kick his ass!!" She half screams not trying to call attention to us. "Its okay I'm... Fine" I try and fail to reasure her and a tear falls lose. She pulls me close into a hug. "You need to leave him! I'm sick and tired of you looking like this!" Rage on her face "I can't and you know it." I pull away from her and wipe my tears thank goodness for water proof mascara. "I have to change." I tell her ending the conversation. I grab my scrubs from under my desk and change in the bathroom. I get out, place my clothing under my desk and head to the front. "So who do we got today?" I check the charts... Amillia dong... Beth fedrick... John Roger... Mark fischbach... Fred- wait... Mark... could it be... No I don't know his last name but he was waring glasses and I am an optical nurse. For a minute I hoped, I wished that it was him but he hasn't called me. I check my phone, but its dead. I didn't have time to charge it after I got in last night and what if mark tryed to call
Me but I didn't hear it because my phone died! it was 8:26. Oh dear I grab my charger out of my purse and scramble for an outlet I find one on Julies side of the desk I plug it in almost imditly after Julie said I could. It felt like an eternity for my phone to turn on. Come on you stupid phone faster... After what seemed like forever the screen light up... 2 missed calls from unknown. It only acured to me that I didn't have marks caller ID so I don't know if this is actually him. I hang my head and check my watch. 8:37. I'm such a fail. I grab marks chart. his apontimt is at 9:00. I stare at it blankly as Julies walks in "what you looking at?" "Do you know what this person looks like?" I ask. She takes the chart and reads the name. "Nope must be new why?" "Well I met this guy yesterday... And his name is mark I just wanted to know if this was him or not and it just might be." "Omg spill everything!" I start to tell Julie everything because if I could tell anyone anything it would be her and Samantha.
Marks P.O.V
I called twice and still no answer I was going to call one more time when I got a call. Vazquez medical eye center. Oh my the new optical place for my eyes must be reminding me of my oppointment. I ignore it and wait for the voice mail. When I get it I click play. "Hello this is Vazquez medical eye center and we are calling to remind mark fischbach that you have an anointment for your eyes at 9:00 today". And with that it finishes. I check the time 8:10. I still have time to myself. so I play some music and atempet to make pancakes turns out I can cook. I finish eating them and check the time 8:35 I scramble to the bathroom and take a quick shower. I get out dry up and grab a random shirt with pants socks and shoes. I get in my car and drive off at 8:47 I could make it I won't be late!! I play some up beat songs and jam out to them until I get to the medium sized building with the sgin 'VAZQUEZ MEDICAL EYE CENTER'  I run into the building. 8:58. I made it! go me!! I walk up to the desk with 3 different ladies moving around and typing things. I went to the lady with long blond really curly hair that bounced with the slightest movement. Her bright green eyes were focused closely on the computer screen. "Name." she said not looking at me as she drags the mouse. I clear my throt feeling a bit scared of her why? I don't know. "Mark... Mark fischbach." I tell her. Then her eyes suddenly pull from the screen and focused on me. Her eyes nerow as she looks me up and down. She then hands me a clip board with a small packet "fill this out." She gets up and walks away quickly. Well that was odd but I do as she says and fill out the packet. I bring the papers and clip board back to the same lady, after she came back. She smiles at me like she has something in store for me but I scurry back to my seat quickly and pull out my phone to check social media.
Your P.O.V
"The docter will be right in." I tell the old Latina lady in the room. I walk out, close the door and place the chart in the pocket of the door to show that the patient it ready when I'm greeted by juile looking all jittery which only means one thing she has something to tell me. "Well tell!?" I pry. She smiles big "so if the way you explained this mark dude was right... Then he's here" "What!?!?!?! No! Don't kid with me!" I tell her. "No I think he was handsome goffy and sexy all at once!" She says kiddingly "oh shut up! How do I look" I ask. "like the rest of us. In scrubs." God I hate scrubs. "Well go out so I can get his chart and call him in." She sqeeles and walks back to the front desk. She signals me to get the chart. I take a deep breath and grab marks chart. I put my hand on the door nob seperaring me from mark. For some reason I hesataite . I turn the nob. do i really want to open the door. I think this is more than calling him into check his eyes this is like calling him into my life my mess of a life. I open the door and call "mark fischbach!"
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Hey guys I'm really sorry I haven't updated this in a while I've actually had writers block (its was bad) so today i had the day off so I tried to make it up to u by writing this long chapter hope you enjoy it might be a bit boring but I hope to have a bit more action in the next chapter. Sorry no cliff hanger today but I really hope you forgive me and please feel free to leave me any comments and suggestion for later in the story and as always I'll see you in the next chapter!!! Ai-yoss PS: thanks for all the reads please share this story it will help out or don't I'll still love you guys ai-yoss