No Way in Hell (MarkiplierXReader)

Chapter 9

I turned and walked up the stairs to my room. I wish this day would just end.

I turned up the volume on my phone. This day should end soon enough. I closed my eyes and pulled my thick blue blanket over me. All I could hear was the blasting music, sad that music can only mute your life instead of end it. Another tear slipped down my cheek, quickly I wiped it away. Don't cry, don't be weak. Pulling my knees up to my chest I rolled onto my side. The darkness was there for me... It always has been.

I threw the dark blue blanket over my head. Tears couldn't stop falling from my eyes. She couldn't be... Mommy... I pulled my pillow up close to me soaking it with my tears. My loud sobs slowly came to a quiet whimper. I hugged the pillow tight trying to turn back time. I want mom back. Opening my eyes I couldn't see anything. This was moms favourite blanket, it reminded her of the ocean. This is my favourite blanket, it reminds me of mom. It makes me feel okay again. I squeezed the pillow before falling asleep under that blanket, in that darkness.

A small smile tugged at my lips. Mom...

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I got out of my bed. If I sleep all day I won't be able to sleep tonight, some things are just worth waiting for. I pulled the light blue blanket over my mattress, it sure has faded. With a sigh I left my room. I grabbed $20 from the envelope of money I hide under my bed. All the money I earn from my horrible job goes in there, we'll get to that job later. Tiptoeing down the stairs I saw dad passed out on the couch again, should've saw that coming. I walked out of the front door and started down the street. Now that I have money I could head back to mall or something. I wonder where Mark is. That thought put a smile on my face, I swear if he's still there.

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I slowed as I approached the store panting, I really was excited, I ran all the way here. This will really bring up my day. I walked towards the changing rooms, not seeing him anywhere. Damn it, I'm too late to laugh. I started walking towards the exit when someone yanked my arm. I quickly fell onto the wall behind me seeing who did it. He pinned my wrists against the wall.

"What the fuck Y/n?" Mark said with no anger in his voice, it was more like sarcasm. He gave a small smile, almost not even there.

"What do you mean?" I asked, knowing exactly what he was talking about. He leaned in almost touching my face with his, god this was uncomfortable.

"How could you tease me like that?" His smile grew.

"I wasn't teasing you, that was payback for stealing my money."

"Hey, I gave it back." He gave a quiet chuckle.

"Lucky me." I said sarcastically. "Now let me go."

He stayed there for a few seconds deciding if he should before backing away. He let go of my wrists and I dropped them to my sides. I looked at him, his smile still sat there. His eyes squinted a little and he didn't stop staring at me. He placed most of his body weight on the left side, placing his right leg outward. His hair was red and poofy and fell to the left side of his face covering the piercings in his ear. His pants were dark blue jeans and he wore a short sleeved Nirvana shirt that showed off his tattoos... He is such a poser.

"Okay." I said quietly as I walked away. Okay has weirdly become my way of saying 'bye' and 'I don't care'.

"Hey, where you goin?" Mark ran to my side.

"Error, sarcasm not found."

"May I come with?"

"No."

"Why not?" He whined.

"Because I hate you."

"Then why'd you show me your boobs?" I stopped quickly and pushed him into the wall from his shoulders.

"I was messing with you okay?" I looked at him angrily in the eyes. He stood there relaxed, not saying anything.

"Are you as turned on as I am right now?" He smiled stupidly. I pushed him towards the ground hoping he would fall as I walked away. Why did I think that would work? I heard his laugh as I left the store, I hate his laugh. I hate his smile. I hate his words. I hate everything about him. He is a selfish jerk that only thinks about sex. Why is he so obsessed with me? Why can't he move on to another idiot who thinks he's amazing before he breaks her heart. I wish-

"Ouch." I fell to the ground with a thud, I need to pay more attention to where I'm walking. I looked up to see some guy standing above me. I must of ran into him. "Dude I'm so sorry." I started getting up.

"No, no, I'm sorry I wasn't really looking forward." Something was different about his voice. "Are you okay?"

I stood up. "Yeah, I'm fine." I looked at him. He had dark green hair with a similar haircut to Mark's, gauges in his ears, tattoos on his neck.

"You sure?" I think he was around my age, I haven't seen him at school.

"Are you from around here?" I asked, completely ignoring his question.

"Um, no. I moved here recently."

"From where?"

"Ireland." That's what it is, and accent.

"Cool, what school are you gonna go to?"

"It's a school called." He looked up and thought about the name. "(Your school)"

"Oh, I go there."

"Really? Cool!" He smiled.

"Yeah, I can show you around sometime."

"You'd do that?" His smile got bigger.

"Yeah."

"Thanks, by the way what's your name?" He asked.

"Y/n, what's yours?"

"My names Sean, but my friends call my Jack."

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