Adopted by Markiplier

Chapter 15 - She craves for blood...

We all slept till noon the next day. I was terrified of Abigail and what she was like. Her attitude, her destiny, and her plan to get rid of me... I couldn't think about it again!

Mark shook me. "Wake up, my little biscuit." He whispered. I slowly opened my eyes, groaning. I stretched and rubbed my eyes. "What time is it...?" I asked. "It's noon." he answers. I give myself a soft facepalm with both hands. I was still tired.

I walked to the kitchen and was greeted with the smell of blueberry waffles. They smelled so good! Surprisingly, Wade was making them for all of us.
"Wow, Wade," I said, walking near him. "I didn't know you could cook." He turns and winks at me.

Once we finished our breakfast, I went onto Mark's computer to play some L4D2. I felt an urge to check the file from the flashdrive again. I couldn't resist, so I had to check. I noticed a Word Doc was in the file. The title was "COME FIND ME". I felt sick to my stomach. I didn't like the feeling of this at all...

I clicked on the word doc, and it had an address. It was "1028 N. Memory Lane". I sat there, reading the description underneath.

COME FIND ME. I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU.

I had to go tell Mark only. I didn't want any of the oher guys to get involved.
"Hey... Dad?" I asked loudly.
No answer.
"Dad?" I asked again.
"He's in his bedroom!" Jack said from the kitchen. I walked across the hall to his room, and he was staring at his phone screen. There was a picture of Abigail covered in blood on Mark's phone screen. He doesn't move, so I try to take the phone from his hands. Suddenly, I black out.

I see Abigail in her bedroom with bright puffy eyes, screaming at the camera. She was repeating the same words from the clip. Her mother opens the door. "Be quiet, Abigail!" she says. Abigail suddenly grabs a knife from her dresser. "YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!" she yells. She stabs her mom multiple times, eventually killing her. I stand there, with an open mouth.

She suddenly starts to laugh hysterically, like a maniac. She's covered in blood and is laughing like a psychopath. Her irises turn completely small. Her dad walks through the hallway and drops his laundry basket. Abigail stares at him with a big smile on her face.
"I want to play, daddy." she says. He starts to whimper. Abigail runs on all fours and jumps on her dad, stabbing him in every spot thay exists on his body.
"Oh my god..." I say to myself. "It's... it's Emily!!" She turns around to look at me and proceeds to chase me.

I drop Mark's phone. I hold my temples and start to scream. I fall onto my knees, holding my head with my arms and hands. Jack, Bob, and Wade come find me crying. Mark finally awakes, seeing me.

I'm crawling up in a ball on the floor with pain ringing through my head. Mark picks me up and holds me. He hugs me tightly, stroking my head.
"It'll be alright..." he says. I put my hand on his shoulder and look up to him.

I have bright yellow eyes and fangs and tears are forming in my eyes. "I'm so sorry..." I say weakly. Mark stares at me, then sighs.
"Olivia, no matter what you are," Mark says to me. "I will always love you. You're my daughter. Your secret is safe with all of us." I wipe away my tears and look back at Jack, Bob, and Wade. They look at me in shock.

"Is... is she...?" Jack asks. Mark sighs. "Unfortunately, yes." I relax, and my teeth and eyes revert back to normal. "I wanted to keep my secret safe from you all." I said to them. Bob sighs and hugs me. "We will always love you no matter what." He says.

"She wants us to find her." I said. Mark looks at me. "How? We don't have an address." I get up, leading Mark and the others to the recording room. I open the word doc again, showing the address.

1028 N. Memory Lane

Bob stares at me. "That location is so far away... It's on the edge of Cincinnati." I sigh. "But it's the only way. She won't reason with anyone unless it's Mark." I explain. "She's a complete Markiplier fangirl and she seeks blood in finishing her quest to remove me." I rub my eyes, putting my palm to my forehead. "This is some grim shit we got ourselves into..." Mark, Jack, Bob, and Wade sigh nervously. We had to go to that location. We all knew it was a No-turning-back situation at this point. They don't want me to be injured again. I never want them to sacrifice themselves to save me.

I go get dressed in my bedroom. I put on some black pants and a jacksepticeye t-shirt with my Vans.
"Are we ready?" I asked. All the boys nod in agreement.

We head to the car with both courage and fear about this road trip.