Mark's P.O.V
I watch as the paramedics quickly rush to (Y/N)'s side. Their words were rushed; I couldn't understand their nervous breaths combined with heaved out words as they pulled out some equipment and wrapped (Y/N)'s right shoulder in gauze. They lifted her onto a gurney and rushed her into the ambulance. I sprinted right after them along with Sean and Mackenzie (who happened to be comforting Christi) on my tail.
We were all packed into the larger vehicle; the paramedics rushing around and shouting things at each other. I sighed and I held in all tears that were threatening to spill, I'd cry when we got to the hospital.
I looked at (Y/N)'s body. Her breath is so slow and ragged; her body shudders. Bruises and scars and wounds covered her body and I wonder how she was able to go on for almost seven months. I wondered if she ever thought I would save her; that I would come and take her away. I'm so sorry I took so long, but it took a toll on me as well (Y/N).
Do you know how many times I thought about you? How many times I hated being alone? How many times I thought you were dead and how I wanted to take my life so I could be with you? They've taken Danny, they've taken my father, and I'll be damned if I let them take you as well. This hasn't just taken a toll on you (Y/N)! Okay? You've changed me, and I don't want to let you go! Not when I just got you back!
The ride to the hospital is composed of my gaze being transfixed on (Y/N)'s heart rate; Sean pacing in what little space we have, and the girls crying I guess they couldn't hold their emotions back any longer. I've always felt differently when I ride to the hospital. For my father it was all grief, depression, and sadness. Whenever it's something about me; depression, anger, grief, and sickness. When it was with Danny; anger, confusion, depression. And now we come to (Y/N), my sweet and lovely (Y/N). All I can feel is suspense and hope, and love. I feel the grief that pricks at my heart.
The squadron of paramedics breaks out when we get to the hospital. Everything is so quick and close to carelessness. They rush (Y/N) out on the gurney as they shout things like "stabilize"! I can only say that I have a new respect for the people who work in the ER.
They wheeled her into the ER, and I can only watch as doctors flock to (Y/N)'s aid. Mackenzie hugs me tightly and I can tell that she hasn't stopped crying. I hug her back and I let the tears go; there is too much pressure to keep strong that I just can't keep it all in. I thought about filming in the waiting room and talking to the fans about (Y/N). I'll do it after I let everything out.
>>>>Time Skip of Sad Mark<<<<
After letting most of my emotions out through heaving sobs and wasting thousands of tissues; I grabbed my phone and started to record.
"Hey guys, Markiplier here. I'm in the hospital. Not me in particular but my girlfriend, (Y/N). We found her! But.. the thing is she's very hurt and.. we're trying to figure out how well she's going to do... Videos will be posted as soon as (Y/N) is fully functional. Please keep me in your hearts and keep (Y/N) as well. And as always, I will see you in the next video! Buh-bye!" I state as a few more tears run down my face.
I turn the phone off and I put my hands in my lap. I look over at Sean; who is pacing around the room. Christi and Mackenzie are mumbling to themselves, and I ... I feel broken. How could, after all this time, things turn out so wrong? Is life really that unfair? (Undertaaaaaaaaale XD) Why, after all that we've been through, could this still end up so miserably? I know it's selfish to think like this, but I hate that after all I've done, (Y/N) might not be mine.
I let my whole body relax as I put my face in my hands; still trying to process the last twenty-four hours. I rub my temples, my head was starting to hurt and my body was wracked with the heaving sobs that refused to quit. I just can't comprehend why ... why I've been dealt such a bad hand. I need to stay positive though, I don't know if (Y/N) will die, she will just be badly injured of she does live. And so, I believe that love can get you through everything. (Y/N) loves me, and I know she will fight for me.
Sean had decided to sit down with me. (Y/N)'s lack of family left the nurses upset. I guess they hadn't seen a case like (Y/N)'s before, but I'm glad that I can take responsibility for her. She was mine, in a way. I will take care of her when she comes through; I will be there for her when she's in need. I won't let anyone take her away from me ... I've done too much to let anyone take her away.
That's when the doors to the waiting room burst open and I see everyone! Bob, Wade, Yami, Tyler, Ryan, Matt, Arin, Danny , Suzy, Barry, Ross, Matt and Amanda had all come. I sprinted over to them in thankfulness, I was so glad that I had more friends. When (Y/N) wakes up, I'll tell her all about this when she wakes up. If ... no Mark, you are not thinking like this again. She will wake up. She has to wake up. Please.. (Y/N)... WAKE UP!
(Y/N)'s P.O.V
Everything is so ... odd. Everything is black and I feel so ... so weightless. I am lost in the darkness and everything feels ... new and not a good kind of new. I can't tell if I'm awake, asleep, or dreaming about floating in this inky darkness. The last few days flash in front of me. I see my parents. My father who is a broken man. My mother who is corrupt. And then ... wait ... why is everything blank? Why can't I remember ... ?
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