When I had her... Markiplier x Depressed! Reader (Discontinued)

Chapter Nine; Attempt at a Con

"Of course you'd say that, sweetie." The ginger male laughed toward the female next to him. "I need you just as much as you need me~" (First Name) smiled softly toward him. "I can't thank you enough for this, Liam. It's a wonderful gift... Two years together and this is by far one of the best things you've gotten me." The (hair length) (hair color) female ran a hand through her (silky/frizzy), (straight/wavy/curly) hair. "I have to take care of my girl." He pecked her reddened lips softly, as her younger brother opened the front door. A glare in his eyes, the young boy looked at the male kissing his sister. "Hey (Nickname). Hello Kathlister." Ian spoke, venom dripping slightly from his lips. Liam pulled away from his girlfriend, and let her go inside. "I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" (First Name) gave a nod, and shut the door. "Tomorrow is our anniversary... I can't wait!" She squealed. Ian looked at her. "(First Name)... He's not good for you. I can tell... He's a bad person.." The female he addressed looked at him. "Oh Ian, it's all fine~." She assured him.

   "(First Name) why is there blood on the bathroom floor..?" Mark asked the female lying on the couch. "Huh..? There's blood on the bathroom floor..?" She questioned. 'Ah crap.. I guess I didn't clean up enough.. Wonderful.' Mark looked at her, confusion sparkling through his eyes. "Seriously. What's up." The (hair color) female shrugged. "I have no idea." With a groan and a face palm, Mark walked toward his recording room after hearing the sound of a Skype call. "Hey Bob! We doing some more drunk Minecraft with Wade?" (First Name) stood up, and left to the guest bedroom, which they had finally cleaned out once they got back from (Hometown). "Mark..! You know we have to go help Schatten move into her new apartment..!" (First Name) yelled. "And we also have to pack for the con..!" Mark gave a sigh. "I know, I know.. Jeez.. Sounds like we're married." Mark laughed, as Bob did. The female in the other room smiled, and shook her head. "You dork. Let's go before Schatten breaks down our door."

"Last box!" Schatten yelled, cheering as she opened the brown box on the floor. "Look! It's our fanfiction collection, (First Name)!" The female who was called began to blush. "D-Didn't I tell you to burn those..?" Mark looked confused, and picked one up from the box. "Little Clovers.. A SeptiPlier fanfiction written by (First Name)..?" The black haired male held it up, causing the female to hide her face. "T-That was a while ago!!" Schatten grabbed the box from him, and carried the box to her room. "No yelling in my house, children." The (hair color) female sighed. "I'm older than you..." Schatten glared at her. "Okay, you're how much older than me?" (First Name) laughed. "Your birthday is April 17th. Mine is (birthdate before April 17). I'm only (number amount) (days/weeks/months) older than you." Mark shushed them both. "Girls. We have to pack for the con. Come on. Let's go back to my house, (Nickname)." Schatten laughed. "I'll be over, soon. After all, you live like three doors down." (First Name) laughed as well, before walking out with Mark at her tail. "I'm glad we got Schatten to move out here. She'll like it a lot better than (Hometown)." Mark smiled, before opening the door to his house. "So we need to find some bags and pack. Let's get started!"

After five hours, Mark, Schatten, and (First Name) had finished packing. "So we're flying out tomorrow. We have three hotel rooms. We're forcing Bob and Wade to room together, Mark has yelled at me that I'm rooming with him. So you know who that leaves you with, Schatten?" The white haired female looked at her friend, completely confused. "I don't get it. Why do I have to room by myself..?" (First Name) laughed at her oblivious friend. "No, you're rooming with Sean. There are two beds in each room so don't let me catch you sneaking into his bed." The two females laughed as Mark walked into the room. "Change of plans. We have to take the next flight to San Diego. Our flight tomorrow got cancelled. So grab your things and get in the car!" Everyone grabbed their bags, stuffed them into the car, and smiled as they drove off to the airport.

"Hello everyone! Welcome to the panel!" Mark, Bob, Wade, (First Name), Schatten, and Sean yelled to the fans. Everyone stood up, cheered, and clapped for the six on stage. "Okay! So you all know Bob, Wade, Sean, and I. But there are two people up here you may not know-" A few males in the back of the room yelled happily. "Oh my god! It's SSJSchatten and (YouTube Username)!" This caused the two females to turn a slight shade of red. "Hey there~" Schatten waved. (First Name) looked at Mark and whispered to him. "I have to use the restroom. I'll be right back." The black haired male gave a nod, and watched her leave. "So! Let's get started with the questions!"

      "Excuse me.. Where's the restroom..?" (First Name) asked one of the security guards softly. He looked at her, and pointed her in the direction. "You go straight, take a left at the collars, head straight, then take a right at the cosplays. It should be in your right." The female thanked him and left, following the directions given to her. She pushed open the restroom door, and looked around to see if anyone was in the room with her. Luckily, no one was. The female reached into her purse, and pulled something out.

   "Mark, it's been over an hour... Do you think she's okay..?" Bob asked. Mark looked toward him, and shrugged. He looked toward a female who stood up to leave the room. 'I hope she's okay..' Answering a few more questions, the same female came running back into the room. She collapsed onto the floor, breathing heavily. Mark quickly ran over to her. "Are you okay?" The blonde female looked up at him. "I don't think that (YouTube Username) is okay..." She spoke softly, having slight troubles with her word pronunciation. Mark looked at her. "What do you me-" He started, before she interrupted him. "I found her on the bathroom floor... She had a bottle in her hands, and there were pills on the floor... She wasn't moving.."  Mark looked up at Schatten, who was no longer in her seat. "(FIRST NAME)!" She jumped over the tall table, and ran toward the door. Mark opened it, and followed Schatten as she ran through to the restroom. Once they got to their destination, Schatten and Mark saw the paramedics, a gurney, and a few strands of (hair color) hair. "O-Oh my god..." Schatten said, her eyes tearing up. "Mark did you.." The black haired male looked at her. "No.. I didn't know.." They both begged to go to the hospital with their friend. Luckily, they were both allowed. Mark texted Sean that neither of them would be back, at least for that day. The male reached out and grabbed (First Name)'s hand. 'How did this happen...' He slid her sleeve up her arm, and his eyes widened at what he saw. 'Slut.. Whore.. Bitch...' Mark's eyes began to water as he read those three words that were carved into her arm. She had scars, fresh scabs, and a few old ones. Schatten wrapped her arms around Mark's shoulders, and let him cry. "Don't worry, Mark... She'll be okay... I'll make sure of it..." The white haired female then began to sing a soft German lullaby to him, allowing him to fall asleep until they arrived at the hospital with their beloved (First Name).