Lost (Mark/Darkiplier X Reader)

Chapter 40

I was laying in my bed still tired even though I just woke up. The sun's rays were shining through the window lightly, causing me to turn away from them. Mark was missing from the bed, which made me assume that he went to record videos. I was proven wrong when the door to the bedroom flung open and scared me a little bit.

"(Y/N)!" Mark exclaimed excitedly.

I groaned and pushed the covers over my face even more, "Mark, it's too early in the morning. What is it?"

Mark walked up to the bed and sat down on it, still full of excitement. "Everything is done! All the plans have been made!" My first assumption was that he finally put his organization into action. For a while he kept saying that he was so close to finishing everything. I guess today he finally did finish. "This Saturday, we are flying out to Cincinnati! Over a hundred people has already signed up to come and help!"

"We?" I asked in my early morning voice.

"Yeah," Mark replied, "I'm not doing this without you. You are the one who inspired me to make this dream come true in the first place. Do you, not want to go?"

"No, no, no!" I immediately replied. "It's not that I do want to go, it's just-" I paused for a moment thinking about the right words I should say, "This project of yours is yours. I'm like the director of a movie. I put in so much effort to make the movie happen, but in the end I don't get seen or get much credit. It's your job to be the actor. People are going to help out because of you, not me."

Mark sighed, "You shouldn't be valued any less than I am. I want to give credit to you. Please come. Wade and Bob are going to be there!" Mark lightened up the mood.

"Okay." I gave in, smiling.

Without warning, Mark reached over and ripped the sheets off of my body, "Now get up! It's almost ten in the morning!"

I groaned and did as he said. Mark left me alone so I could shower and get dressed. He went to go record more games to upload tomorrow. He's been falling behind a lot recently. Ever since he got his new set up, it's been failing. Which that means his recordings become ruined and everything goes to hell.

--Time skip to Saturday 'cuz I lazy af--

I held Mark's hand as we boarded the airplane together. It has been many years since I have flown on a plane and to be honest, I am a little scared. Mark surprised me and booked a first class flight. I have never flown first class before and I am really exited to.

Looking around I see our spots. We get to sit in very nice comfortable chairs right next to each other. It made me feel more comfortable flying in an airplane.

Once the plane started to soar off of the ground, I grabbed on to Mark for protection thinking if I didn't hold onto something I would die or something.

'You're holding me kind of tight." Mark observed, "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah,"

"Listen," Mark spoke in a calming voice, "I fly in airplanes all the time. Too much for that fact. In all my years of flying in planes, there has never been one problem with them. I get where I need to go, and I get there safely. Planes are safer than cars! You have nothing to be scared about."

I took a deep breath feeling more comforted by Mark's words, "I know. It's just ever since the accident happened I have hated planes. I don't want anything happening to either of us."

"It's been almost a year and a half since that happened. Don't worry, please."

"It feels like yesterday."

Mark smiled, "Yeah, time flies when you are working. I did spend that year and a half planning this, so I was always occupied."

Memories of Dark flooded my mind. Damn (Y/N), why did you have to bring up the accident. Stupid! It's been a year and a half, why am I still upset about it?

That kiss that I gave Dark was emotional. It's hard to break apart the emotions it consisted of, but something special was there. I feel bad for getting mad at him. I feel bad for all the shit we went through together. I'd do anything to make it up to him. Yet, I can't, and I'll never be able to.

"Mark," I said holding a looser grip on Mark. Now that we were stable in he sky, I felt more adequate. Mark turned his attention to me so I could talk to him, "Do you think that kiss between Dark and I held something more?"

"More?"

'Love, lust, adventure. Anything. Or was it just a kiss?"

Mark smiled, "(Y/N), that's for you to decide. I don't know your feelings. Maybe it was a mix of all three. You have to discover what it is for yourself. Do you know what I mean?"

"Yeah" I responded. It was probably obvious that Mark had no idea how I feel, but I don't either. "Would you be mad if there was something more?"

Mark's eyes widened, "Uh-" he stuttered. "I mean as long as you wouldn't have cheated on me, I should be okay with it."

"You said you should, not that you are. It's okay if you aren't okay with it. It's not like anything can happen between us anyway."

"I guess." Mark avoided answering the actual question. My mind immediately defaulted that he didn't approve of it. Half of me agrees with him but the other half wants to say, 'It's my life I can do whatever the fuck I want.' "Do you want to watch a movie?" Mark changed the subject.

I agreed hoping watching a movie would pass the time. I snuggled up close to Mark as he started the film. I had no idea what it was called. It was a lesser know film, but it didn't matter.

I was on my way to make a difference in the world.