Online Lover (Markiplier X Reader) (EDITING)

#23

Previously;

It was so calm, relaxing. Your eyes drooped, suddenly feeling sleepy.

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You woke up, rubbing your eyes.

This wasn't your room. Where were you?

.......

You looked around.

Oh, Mark's.

Wait. Marks?

The bed spot beside you was cool.

He must of got up a while ago.

You could tell he got up earlier because you were cold. Even with the covers on.

Why didn't I go home yesterday?

Why is Mark being so kind?

Your mind hurt like crazy from all the thinking. It made you want to faint instantly.

Looking down at your clothes, you realized they were from yesterday.

"M-Mark?" You quietly said. You didn't hear anything in the house hold at all.

You just didn't want to stand there. You got up from the cozy bed some how and went to the bathroom.

Your bed head was not even the slightest cute. You didn't have a hairbrush and you didn't want to use Mark's. So, you had no way of taming your messy bedhead.

You sighed and walked out of the bathroom.

You had no intention stay in here. If you wanted to stay, you would of prepared.

And you, weren't prepared. At all.

To make things worse, it was that Mark wasn't here.

"Mark?" You call out again. Even if it's useless, it's worth a shot.

You heard some shuffling come from downstairs. Then, steps.

You didn't want to freak out. Maybe it's Mark. Just maybe. Hopefully.

"Oh, heeeeeeeyyyy. Why are you here?" A voice came from the door.

You looked at the door to reveal a girl. Brown eyes, dirty blonde hair, tight tank top and ripped jeans.

"U-um. . ."

"Who are you?" The girl questioned.

"Y-..."

"What? Speak the fuck up!" She growled at you.

Oh, Mark. Where are you?

"Y/N..."

"Hmm. Come with me." She pointed towards her side.

"No."

You weren't just gonna go with some stranger. Even if they had some sort of relation with Mark. Maybe its- No, could it be?

Before you knew it, she held a knife directly at your throat.

"Come. With. Me." She demanded. You just simply nodded your head, holding the tears back.

She pulled you out of the bedroom, leading you down the stairs.

Empty. The house was empty with a note on the counter.

The random girl saw it and ripped it up, still pushing you everywhere.

You we're getting worried. But before you knew it, all you saw was darkness.

-Marks POV-

I woke up earlier then Y/N did so I decided to meet up with some friends. By friends, I mean Jack and Felix. They were still in L.A for about a week until they went back to the U.K and Ireland.

We were sitting at a cafe. We already had ordered our food so we were waiting for the check. No fangirls bothered us which surprised us most.

Finally, the check came.

I was kinda expecting Y/N to text asking where I was but she didn't. Which worried me a little. I didn't want her to hurt herself. I need her. She's so perfect.

Felix seemed to notice how down I was feeling. "Something wrong?"

Could I tell him? I basically tell Jack everything but he didn't seem to care. He was text in his girlfriend, Signe right now. It wouldnt hurt to tell Felix.

"Yea'," I nodded my head, slowly.

"Bud, you can tell me." He patted my right shoulder.

"Y/N," I whispered.

"Who?"

"Y/N." I said more clearly and louder.

"Oooh.. You got a crush!" He clapped his hands like a child.

"Yeah. . ."

"I totally gotta hook you guys up." He smirked.

"No, please. It might ruin our friendship. She might not like me. . ." I frowned at him.

"Gurlllll. I've seen the look in her eyes and she did kiss your cheek for the dare." He winked and chuckled.

"It was a dare." I glared at him. Jack looked up from his phone for a millisecond then looked back down.

"So? Lets go see her." He got up. We had already paid so we could leave. "Now, is she at her house?"

"Ye-.... No." I forgot for a second about last night.

"Yes or no?"

"No."

"Okay. Your house it is."

"How'd you know?"

"Its obvious."

Felix got up and nudged Jack to get up. Then, I got up.

-Time Skip-

Right when I opened the door, silence.

No Y/N rushing over here to hug me. No Y/N worrying. No Y/N. At all.

"Y/N?" I called out. I was walking around until I noticed a note on the ground.

'I got your girl. You're mine. Only mine. No one see that yet. Just wait, baby.'

"Shit!" I accidentally said out loud.

Jack scurried over to my side placing his phone down. "What? Whats wrong?"

"Y/N. She has Y/N."

"She?"

"She."

"Where are we going with this?" Jack asked confused.

"The fangirl, stupid." I sighed at him.

"OH!" The realization hit him hard.

"We gotta find her."

"Ye. Ye we do."

We're coming Y/N.