No Way in Hell (MarkiplierXReader)

Chapter 6

Now to follow this idiot... This isn't a good idea but fuck it.

I started putting the code for my lock in.

"What's in your locker that you need so badly?" Mark leaned against the locker next to mine.

"Backpack." I opened the locker, it wasn't there. "Where'd it go?"

"It was probably tired of being in the locker so it ran away."

"Shuddup." I punched his shoulder. "I need my backpack."

"Why?" He rubbed his shoulder acting like me punching him didn't hurt. There were some important things in my backpack, things that would get my mind off of the crappy life I live, things that could help me get into collage.

"I just do." I can't loose it, I acted as if this was no big deal but truly this was one of the biggest deals. "Wait, I think I left it in the changing room."

"Want me to help you find it?" He smirked.

"No, stay here I'm gonna go get it." I started jogging towards the girls changing room. Every time I went by a classroom with a window on the door I ducked.

Finally I reached the changing room. I open the door and walk in, as I did so I heard water hitting the ground. Shit someone could be taking a shower, what if they see me? I quickly ducked running to the locker I put my backpack in. I open the locker finding it empty, what? Where could it be? I slowly started walking back to the door seeing something in the corner of my eye, in the shower. I turned my head looking strait at the showers, no one was showering. My backpack... Who put it there...? It was under the running water... No.... No! This can't be my backpack! I ran to the backpack and picked it up out of the water. I pulled it to the changing bench and opened it...

No... My books... My drawings... My writing... My everything...

I carefully pulled out a soaking wet sketchbook. This can't be... I flipped the cover over slowly revealing wet paper. One of the drawings that I was so proud of, one of which I would've used for collage, it was ruined. The whole book. All the books I had in here, they were all ruined, I spent hours on these, days... I felt a tear slide down my cheek. Was I crying? Over drawings? Yes, yes I was crying... I loved these, I poured my heart and soul into these pages now there just... Nothing, there nothing now... I placed the book back into my bag and zipped it. Grabbing one of the straps connected to the backpack I ran out of the changing room more tears running down my face.

"Y/n?" Why was he outside of the changing room? I didn't stop I just kept running. Now I wasn't ditching because of him, I was ditching because I didn't want to be in the same place with the people who did this to me. "Y/n?" I could hear footsteps, but couldn't tell if they were mine or his.

I ran all the way to the front doors of the school but of course I was not stopping there. I pushed the doors open and kept running. Where could I go? I wasn't going to go to my drunk dad at our house and I was not going back to that hellhole I once called school. I kept running not caring where I was going anymore, just as long as it was away form here. As far away as I could be.

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I looked into the grassy field as I sat on a swing. Why doesn't anyone come here anymore? I loved this place when I was young, I used to come here all the time. But that was with my mom. I wish she was still here so I could hug her and let my worries just melt away. She understood me, she loved me. I looked up to the light blue skies.

"I miss you mom..." I whispered letting yet another tear slip from my eye. Sniffling I wiped away the tear. I slowly moved myself on the swing, my feet touching the ground.

"Mom I don't want to! I'm scared!" I held onto the bar at the top of the slide.

"Don't worry sweetie, I'll be right here when you go down. There's no need to be scared." Mom stood at the bottom of the tube slide.

"But what if I fall? I won't be able to see you, you won't catch me!" I held tighter.

"Y/n, mommies going to catch you, even if it doesn't seem like it I'll still be here." Mom smiled and held her hands out in front of the slide.

"Okay..." With a shaky voice I sat at the top of the slide. "I'm gonna go, catch me."

"I will." Mom said, and even without seeing her I new she was there.

A memory popped into my head. I remember the first time we came to this playground. I was scared to go down the slide because as a four year old where I was seemed high. But mom was right, even if it doesn't seem like it she was still there and just because I can't see her... Doesn't mean she's not with me...

"I love you, mom." I looked down with a smile. "I miss you." I wiped my wet eyes. Just because she's not here in person doesn't mean she's not here in sprit. I slowly started to swing. Soon enough I was high in the air, smiling big. Maybe it was big enough for mom to see.

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I really liked this one, I liked making it serious for a second after all the stupidity. Don't worry next chapter will be back to the funnies (funnies? Wtf XD). Vote if you liked it and don't if you didn't. Simple enough!

BUH BYE!!! Lol (lots of love)

-Me