Highschool Never Ends (Markiplier X Reader)

Chapter 11//Explanations

Author's notes~
Hello everyone 🖐
I'm right now writing this from my job (don't worry it's break time) and I felt very inspired to write at the moment. I just want to thank everyone for over 100 reads again!!!🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊 feel free to comment during or after the story and enjoy 😃, see you in the next chapter. Peace ✌
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JACK'S POV (switching things up 😉)

I was very confused today when Mark and (Y/n) didn't show up at lunch today. 'Maybe this was what (Y/n) was talking about earlier in the bus.' I didn't think too much of it afterwards but when Mark didn't show up in Geometry or Biology, Oh I knew something was up. I texted Mark during school saying stuff like;

J: Dude, where are you?

J: What happened?

J: Are you alright?

J: GODDAMMIT MARK IF YOU DON'T ANSWER I'LL GO APE SHIT.

J: NOTICE ME SENPAI!!!!

But nothing ever came up from those text messages I sent him earlier. I figured maybe he need some time on his own but if tomorrow he does the same thing, I will personally be kicking at his door down.

It seemed like a beautiful day out, even though it was chilly but I decided to walk today back home and enjoy the scenery. As I was walking down my street getting closer to my house, I saw a girl sitting on my steps with her face hidden behind her knees and her (c/h) hair covering her face more. As I got closer I heard sobbing and whimpering from her and as I focus more and more on her, I realized that it was (Y/n).

I began to walk way faster than before towards my house and soon was on my steps next to her.
"Hey (Y/n), I didn't see you at lunch so I started getting worried..." I heard her cry even harder now, "What happened? Please tell me so I could help." I said in a pleading voice. Personally I hate seeing people cry especially when they're my friends and especially when they're girls. It's weird but, I just hate when they cry because they look so depressed and loney when usually they are on the bright side.

"......I....I....c..can't.....the...m...memory.....hurts..." She said in between her tears, which was now looking like a flood was coming out her eyes.
"Well, we should head inside. I don't want you to get sick." I offered my hand and she gladly took it as I helped get her up.

We went inside my house and I sat (Y/n) down on the couch. She began to cry again, she was leaning on my shoulder, and she curled up in a ball. I heard her stomach growl, probably because she skipped lunch. I went to the kitchen and fixed her up some hot chocolate and a sandwich real quick. Then I went to my room and got her a blanket since she was cold from being outside for god knows how long.

"Here you good (Y/n). Hope you like it, my skills in cooking isn't really gourmet status but I swear it's edible." I said in a smile and she thankfully giggled, I handed her her food and wrapped her around my blanket and soon sat right next to her as she placed her head on my shoulder again.

"If you don't mind me asking.....what actually happened that made you so upset...You can tell Jackoboy." I questioned with caution, I mean I don't know how damaged she is from this. This seemed so unlike (Y/n) to cry or be upset, she mostly uplifting, happy, energetic and such a goofball.

"......well....it's about a boy....and I asked him to meet me at my locker today to tell....or really to confess my......feelings towards him....but," Her eyes begun to water but this time she had a straight face, like she was remembering what happened or seeing it like it was happening right in front of her again. She closed her eyes and blew out some air, she opened her eyes staring at the wall infront of us. "Then I saw him....kissing another girl at my locker....well kissing is an understatement, they were making out intensely at my locker....when I saw that, my chest started to hurt so much and I felt my entire face get hot, my eyes just started to cry, and I whimpered out my pain.....then they notice me...ha and the girl that was literally around him like a snake would with its prey said 'who's that baby?'.... at that point I..I ran off and I didn't want to see his damn face anymore....." I looked down at her and I felt the rush of sadness myself. 'Who would ever want to hurt (Y/n), she's so amazing and awesome and different that, I couldn't imagine that dickbag could hurt her like this.'

"Who was this asshole anyway? I swear I could get Felix, Bob, Wade, Ken, Cry and Mark to beat him up." I said with a bit of playfulness to brighten her up a bit. But at the end of my sentence she started to cry again. 'Was it something I said?'

"What happened? Did I say something dumb?" I said as I was hugging her and felt my shoulder get wet from all her tears.

She spoke very softly but thankfully she was near my ear so I could understand.
"It's not what you said.....but.....who you said..." she told me in between sobs.

I was very confused at this point. But then it clicked, or well rammed me in the head really. She was talking about Mark, I mean he's been hanging around her alot lately, and it's doesn't take any type of science or math to figure out he liked (Y/n), alot. And he missed lunch today too and he won't answer my calls or texts. It all makes sense now, well not all, I mean who's the girl she was talking about.

"It's Mark isn't it...." I spoke rather softly in understanding and a bit of disappointment towards Mark. (Y/n) just nodded her head in response and said "I hate him....he played around with my emotions....AND RIGHT AFTER I OPENED UP TO HIM TOO!" She started getting louder with anger, she still had tears in her eyes but I don't know who's she's mad at anymore. At Mark or at herself. She got up and started to walk up and down in anger.

"It all makes sense now. He got close to me for one reason and that was to use me and then hurt me. He was playing the nice guy like all the rest who wants to get a girl. But I guess I was not rushing into a relationship so he got some slut at the last minute. Well, he can go fuck off." I felt the steam radiate off her, she was like a ticking time bomb and I had to defuse it in order to stay alive.

She then turned to me but she didn't change her facial expression at all, which made me pretty freaking scared."Did you know he was going to do this to me!? I mean he's your best friend and best friends tell eachother everything, so you must have known!!"

She looked at me with hell's fire in her eyes. I put my arms up to show myself surrendering, 'Does she really think I helped Mark in this???'.
"Why the hell would I do that! I mean you're like a sister to me and I would never want to see you get hurt. And I didn't even have a clue where Mark was or what he was doing, and that bastard won't answer my texts or calls." I protest and looking into (Y/n)'s (c/e) eyes, I saw them soften up.

"You're right, you wouldn't do anything like that.....I'm sorry." She sat on the couch again and put her head on her hands out of frustration. I began to rub her back and decided to keep talking to her as the day went on. 'Mark has alot of explaining to do tomorrow, that's for sure.'

*??? POV*

I went to meet up with her behind the school after the deed was done.
"Here you go love. Excellent work and what a performance, I do applaud you." I prasied as I gave her 50$ and she put it straight into her bra.

"Well, it was an easy buck to make. Besides, he wasn't a bad kisser. Too bad he's a wimp and such a whiny bitch though, made the moment less 'magical'." She said in full sarcasm.

"This is why you're my type of woman." I said in flirtation but wasn't really trying to get with her.

"Well keep looking junior, my type is in older men." She processed to walk away.

'Phase I is complete' I smirked and started to walk off.