Markimoo (Markiplier Imagines book)

5: By Chance

You couldn't stop crying for the 28th day in a row. Yes, you've been crying uncontrollably for four weeks and haven't been able to stop. Mark has a girlfriend, and you were too late to confess. You're positive you blew your one and only chance. You can't stop because the regret and pain of seeing them in public and seeing the tweets and selfies is eating away at you.

Your friends constantly try to drag you out of the house, but you refuse, in fear of seeing her. The girl that stole your best friend. And there's nothing you can do about it. You never answered his texts, never answered calls or called back. You lost all contact with him, and you felt hopeless. Mark was your happiness. He was the light in your darkness, and you loved him so much that it killed you inside to see her smother him the way she does.

There seemed to be no end in sight you began to believe that there was no getting Mark back, he was gone forever. Love blinded you so much that you thought your life had no meaning anymore. He was the only step to your thought process, and there was no fixing it. Finally, two months later, you decide it's time, time to put an end to this insanity.

You have a knife in your hand, and you stare at it before raising it to your throat. You know how to properly do it, so your grip on the handle tightens. The final thoughts run through your mind:

I wish I could have beat her to you. I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life. I just wish I could show you, but she- she will never let me in your sight. I'm glad you're happy, but I wanted to be the one to do it. Mark, I love you.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

"(Y/N)!"

It was Mark's voice.

"(Y/N)!"

"It's open,"you say, exhausted, sliding down the wall to sit.

You hear feet running up the stairs,"(Y/bff/N) said you've been grieving for- oh my god, why do you have a knife?!"

He takes the knife before you can do anything,"Mark, it's over for me. I was too late."

"Too late?"

"I never got to tell you my feelings. Now you have her, and my chances are shot. I just wish I could've-"

"(Y/N)..."his voice softens,"That lasted two weeks. I tried to call you."

"Why did you break up?"you ask.

He sighs,"Two reasons. She wanted me for money, and second, I realized something."

"What-"

"That I'm in love with you. I realized where I'm really meant to be,"he lifts your chin up to look at him.

For the first time in two months, your heart skips a beat. You stare at him, falling in love all over again. He returns a loving stare back. You don't even realize he had been leaning in until your lips touch. Sparks fly and your heart leaps as you embrace the most longed for moment in your life. You wrap your arms around his neck and he pulls you close, reassuring you that everything is going to be okay.

When you finally pull away, the tears come loose and your voice cracks,"Mark, I love you so much."

"I love you too (Y/N). Forever and always. You're mine now,"he smiles lovingly before diving back into your lips for another love-filled kiss.

Mark stayed true to his word and never let you go. Everyday, you thanked your lucky stars for giving you the chance you needed. He was yours forever.