Online Lover (Markiplier X Reader) (EDITING)

#24

Previously;

We're coming Y/N.  

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-Your POV-

Your eyes fluttered open. At first, your vision was flooded with darkness, then, you tried to rub them but restraints held your arm back.

"What the hell?" Your eyes got used to the faint lighting in the room. As soon as you could see, you saw yourself in a bedroom. There was a dark oak bed frame on the small, twin size bed. The bed was messed up. As you looked away from the bed, you realized there wasn't much else in this "room". Other than a lamp.

"This is a shitty room," You laughed raspily. You tried to enlighten the mood for a little which worked. You haven't quite figured out what you were tied up to yet. You looked behind you, halfway and saw a metal bar. It was connected harshly into the wall. 

Must have been in a hurry.

"Where am I anyways?" You muttered, looking around the lifeless room.

After about a few minutes of gaining your memory, you remembered this girl that kidnapped you.

Maybe I should get their attention.

"Hello?!?" You yelled out, pulling on your restraints because it hurt your arm how tight it was.

Immediately, you regret yelling out. There were shuffling coming from the darkness. A door, in the distance, opened, brightening the room fully. You squeezed your eyes shut for a good few minutes because it was blinding. You eventually opened them, getting them adjusted to the light. But, right when you opened them, there stood the girl that kidnapped you. Her smile was very creepy. Her brown eyes glaring at you.

"Good god. I thought you'd never get up~" She giggled, putting her dirty blonde hair into a ponytail. She was wearing different clothes from earlier. She was wearing a big sweater with black tights.

"How'd I get here?" You managed to let out, look at her.

"I had help," She twirled her hair, giggling manically.

"Who?" You raised an eyebrow, surprised she was even talking to you.

"Oh, um. AMY!" She turned towards the door and yelled.

Amy? That sounds familiar.

A blonde rushed into the room with low pigtails. "What is it, Rylan?" She looked over at the fangirl supposedly name Rylan then at you. "Oh, heyyy!"

Is that Amy?

"Amy?" You asked.

"The one and the only!" She giggled and smiled.

"Can I at least do stuff?" You tugged at the restraints, looking at Rylan.

Amy looked over at Rylan and she sighed. "Fine~ Just don't do anything you'll regret~" Amy walked over to your side, she unbuckled it. You sighed in relief and rubbed your wrists.

"Why am I here again?" You asked, still rubbing your wrists. There was a mark all the way around.

"You stole Amy's boyfriend," Rylan said ever so bland. 

"Boyfriend? I thought that-"

"SHUT UP!" Amy snapped at you then smiled. Her blonde hair getting in front of her eyes.

"Well, then," Your eyes widen and you rolled then, looking away.

"Amy, go check about mhm," Rylan nudged her.

"Mhm? What is- Oh! Okay!" She skipped towards and waved back at us, closing the door and leaving us alone.

"Now," Rylan laughed and walked towards you. "Stay away from Mark, Jack, and Felix, got me?"

You couldn't just stay away, even if you told yourself to. You were a fangirl of them, and you might have a crush on Mark. I mean, who doesn't? 

You didn't answer her, just stared. She grew tired waiting for your answer.

"Fine, have fun being stuck here for your life," She growled and walked out the door, slamming it shut and locking it.

You got up from your current position and looked around for an escape.

Anything. Please?

A few minutes later after looking, there was nothing. No escape, nothing. Escape-proof. Sigh.

You walked over to your bed and plopped on it, sighing.

Mark,

Jack,

Felix,

Anyone,

Please, find me.

-Mark's POV-

"Are ye sure this is her address?" Jack asked while Felix was driving.

Jack and I were sitting in the back. The address located on the GPS.

"I'm positive, Jack." I looked out the window as we pulled into the driveway.

The same creepy house.

The same girl that "forced" me to love her. . .

And Jack, and Felix. . .

"Here we go," I sighed and we got out of the car. "For Y/N,"