A/N: This will be triggering to some people. I thought of this story as a narrative to a video edit I made on Instagram. P.s. If it's not in "parentheses" he didn't physically say it. It was inner monologue.
*Bleep bleep*
A new notification from Mark.
Jack looks over to his bed where he had thrown his phone before he started editing his new Happy Wheels video.
The text message reads: Hey Jack, are you feeling any better?
Jack sighed and remembered the over whelming negative comments on his last couple of videos. He didn't even know why everyone changed so suddenly. One minute he was adored by his fans and the next they all turned on him.
His response: I'm okay I guess. I just don't understand what had happen.
He presses send and puts his phone down beside his coffee mug.
Maybe if I make a Happy Wheels video everything will go back to normal. Everyone loves that game. It is, after all, my most liked series.
Jack goes back to editing. He was about to start on the thumbnail when there was a pop up from YouTube.
"What? I don't have notifications enabled for comments."
He pulled up the screen and read.
YouTube: We regret to inform you that you have broken our terms of service agreement. As of X/XX/XX (date) you have accumulated 2 strikes. If you get one more strike, you will have your channel removed and will be band from creating any more videos."WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHITE!!!"
Jack quickly writes an email to YouTube explaining he did nothing to deserve this second strike.
He picks up his phone and text Mark that he just got a copy write strike.Mark: Did you email them? What video was it?
Jack: Yeah, I emailed them as soon as I read it. It had to have been my ________ video. The only other video for that day was a reading your comments vid.
Mark: I hope you get everything straightened out and YouTube takes away your strike.
Jack: Me too.
Jack cradles his face in his hand and takes some deep breaths.
This is my livelihood. They can't just do this to me.
He gets up from his desk and goes to the shop.
Maybe some fresh air and walking will ease my nerves.
Jack buys some groceries a walks back to his apartment.
I should make a vlog and explain everything to my subscribers.
When he gets home, he puts up the groceries and goes back upstairs to his room. He turns on the camera and begins the vlog. The longer the video became the more upset he got. Afraid that people might see how upset he was in the video, he ends it quickly. Jack uploads it with a simple thumbnail and a run time of about 15 minutes.
He finishes up the other thumbnail for the Happy Wheels video and then decides it is probably better to stop working for the day. Jack turns on the TV and watches Game of Thrones.
It's 12 am now so I guess I could go to sleep. It's weird to go to bed so early even though some would say its still really late.
He closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep after tossing and turning for another hour.
Jack wakes up close to noon feeling groggy and irritable.
"I need coffee and a piss."
He uses the bathroom and goes downstairs to make himself some coffee. He checks his email to see if YouTube wrote him back yet and nothing. Not a single new email all night.
"Damn" I need to know what was wrong before I post another gaming lets play.
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Jack Is Suicidal
FanfictionOnce famous Youtuber, Jacksepticeye, gets harassment on a daily basis. He finds it hard to cope with all the hate comments. His friend, Markiplier, tries to help him through this tough time. Will Jack get past it and move on or will he try to end it...