Corsica's POV
(Sean - JackSepticEye)
I just posted on my fan page saying I am going to respond to all DM's people send me for the next 48 hours.
About 2 hours later, I get my first DM. I grab my IPad and open it.
Anonymous - Hey. I see how you always post about Sean and how he means a lot to you.
me - Yeah. he means everything to me :)
Anonymous - well I am calling your bluff. You are just fishing for attention saying you are depressed. He doesn't fucking care that you watch. You are just another face in a crowd of millions. Markiplier doesn't care either. They can't actually help you because do they know you? No! Have you met them? No!! They dont care about you. They can't help you. You are just over reacting.
I don't reply.
I throw my IPad across the room and burst into tears. I feel my phone vibrate so I look at it. My friend from the states messaged me
Obinwachukwu - hey.
Me - dont wanna talk. People are bullshitting me about loving Sean and I am done.
I just keep crying and crying. They are just pushing me closer to the ledge that is my death.
I know this is short, but I am writing more.
I also told u this is short
YOU ARE READING
The Men Who Kept Me Living || JackSepticEye Markipkier
FanfictionOkay. I am obsessed with YouTube... In this book, it is going to be fictional, but based off how I feel. Does that make sense? It is going to be written from metaphors put into real life. I think I just made it more confusing. I am sorry. Corsica...
