Adopted by septiplier

I hate my life

I woke up to the beeping of an alarm, I checked the time 7:00, "shit" I mumble, I go to my dresser and pull out my coin necklace, septic eye Sam hat and markiplier shirt and my favorite pair of jeans. I put them on and walked out after grabbing my phone and stuffing it in my pocket, I get breakfast and finally realize what day it is tomorrow,  adoption day, I won't get picked. I finish breakfast and walk back to my room, I grabbed my bright pink head phones and start watching pewdiepie on my phone, I then watch some markiplier and jacksepticeye videos. A few hours later I grab my notepad, pencil, headphones and phone, I got to the park and start drawing jacksepticey, pewdiepie, markiplier and cry making weird faces, "nice drawing" I hear and Irish voice say being me, I know i've heard it before "look mark" he says again, I hear another voice say "is that us Felix and cry?" I turn around and find both jacksepticeye and markiplier standing infront of me, "oh god" I think Are my scars showing?" just to make sure I pull down my jacket sleaves. "I- It is" I say, stunned "well I'm guessing you know who we are" Jack says "i do" I say "how old are you? You shouldn't be out here alone" mark says" I'm 15 and who else would I go with" I say "your parents, sibling or friends, someone other than yourself" Jack replies "That would be hard" "why" "I don't have any friends, I'm too busy being bullied and both my parents and siblings are dead" I tell them, tears forming in my eyes, they seem to notice  and ask what's wrong "i can't think about that without crying" I say starting to cry " it's ok, it's ok" mark says comforting me. I go to wipe my eyes and pull up by sleeves above my finger, I wipe the tears away and release the sleeve, but having my bad luck my leave gos far enough back that my scars show. And having my even worse luck, they notice "hey" mark says grabbing my arm kindly "what are these?" you could tell he knew the  answer but I didn't respond "why are you doing this?" he asked very kindly "like I said, I'm bullied and I have no friends, I'm an orphan..... a no one" I say softly, crying again "but I haven't cut for a day because of you guys, and pewds and/or you really don't understand how much you help, I would've been dead years ago if it weren't for you" "I knew we helped fans, but not this much" Jack says, tears in his eyes. I check my phone 6:00, aw shit, I gotta go "i need to leave" I yell already running. I rush inside my room while no one else is there, I grab my blade and cut myself 4 times 2 for letting mark and Jack find out and 2 for telling mark and Jack my story basically, I cleaned up my wounds  and went to bed with a smile. (If you cut yourself and/or have depression please seek help immediately, there are only one of you in this world and I can't let you die without knowing you are loved by so many and so much and no one more than

me, i'll suffer off you die, more than anything in this universe- doctor who)