The next day came by quickly. I didn't know what happened to me at all, I have to find out.
The doctor walked into the room with a clipboard.
"Sir, you have a... a brain tumour..."
Wade's eyes teared up.
I saw a shadow of a man next to Wade, the muscle outlines look like mine.
Everything started to go blurry.
I felt like I was losing blood by staring at this... thing!
I opened my eyes wider to see Wade's face properly. He was still a blur.
Wade came up to me and gripped onto my shoulder. I couldn't tell his expression.
"Everything will be okay" his voice echoed with worry.
I smell of a pot noodle drifted into the room. My stomach grumbled violently.
Wade held the food close in front of me, giving me a fork. I leaned up, eating the first few noodles on my fork.
Everything then went black. I felt my hand hang off the bed, dropping the fork.
~Time Skip~
I woke up gasping for air. I felt a small delicate hand resting on my wrist.
"Welcome back, Mark." the female voice called out.
The voice was familiar. I had a flashback to where I met Jessica at the door.
Her voice sounded the same, if only I could see her properly!
I was hugged and smelled sweat. It was Wade, I could tell. I hugged back.
"You almost died!" Wade sobbed.
I felt tears stream down my eyes. My weak arms shook like an unsteady floor board.
The door shot open. A man walked in.
"How you doing there, kiddo?" a voice familiar to Bob's echoed.
"Bob, why the cape and wizard hat? It isn't Halloween!"
"Wade I know it's not Halloween yet, I have discovered something about myself!"
"Like what?"
As the echo conversation carried on, I felt weaker. My breathing was unsteady and I was shaking.
I struggled to breathe properly. I gripped onto the bed, feeling colder...
YOU ARE READING
Wolfiplier: The First... The Last...
Hombres LoboThis is a fan fiction about Mark Fischbach, known on the internet as Markiplier. He has a little secret that he never knew he had until now... Will he be safe? Will he die a horrible death? Will he be tortured? Find out by reading!
