I'm fine (Sequel to I'm bored) //Markiplier Fanfic\\

One

Ally's POV

"My god! If you act like this all the time I really don't know if I want to marry you!" Mark yelled, his voice raising with each word. As soon as the words impacted and I heard what he said, my throat began to sting and tears started flowing from my eyes.

I know it seemed like a simple thing to say during a fight, but to me, an insucure and worthless woman, it was like a dagger to my heart...

He must've saw how much I was hurt by his words because his face slowly distorted into fear. I guess fear of losing me. Which he was very close to doing.

"Oh my god... Alex... You know I didn't mean it..."  he said. And in the back of my mind two different voices we're nagging at me. One saying "he didn't mean it" the other saying "he hates you". And those voices we're driving me crazy, pulling at me in different directions. And just the thought of him saying it... Made my stomach turn. And makes me more sad than I've ever been. It felt like my heart was being ripped in two by his hands.

I guess the wedding planning really got to him.

When he saw there was war in my mind he walked forward trying to catch my hands. And ignoring the thoughts in my head telling me to hold him, I pulled away... And stared... Searching, looking for anything to keep me from leaving.

I felt like the breath that was stored in my lungs was leaving my body like a ghost, leaving me there looking like a fish out of water. I didn't know what to say, so I got my keys.

And very calmly I turned to him and said "I'm going to Ro's for the night. I will be back in the morning. Hopefully you will be calm by then."

I promised I wouldn't cry. That he wouldn't see me weak by his words. But when I thought about all he's done for me and saw the man I love crumbling before me, warm tears began falling down my cheeks as I vigurously wiped them away.

He just sighed, seeing his defeat and surrendering. With tears welling in his eyes he walked over to a couch and plopped down on it, dragging out a sigh. "okay" he whispered. Breaking my heart even further.

And for the first time in the three years we've been together, I walked to the door and was going to leave.

Marks POV

Watching her walk away from me knowing she was mad and upset hurt me more than anything I've ever felt.

And I've felt a lot.

Her delicate finger that used to dance against my bare skin we're wrapping around the door knob, getting ready to leave me.

Before she could walk out I quickly ran over to her, grabbing her wrist. She didn't even look at me.

"I love you." I said quietly. She just sighed and pulled her hand away slowly. I was wishing, praying that she would've turned around and said it back to me. I didn't care if she still left. I just wanted to know that she still loves me. That is didn't screw everything up.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

And with that, she left. And took the rest of my happiness with her.

3rd person POV

Alex promised herself that she wouldn't cry as she walked away from him, but as soon as she was in her car, secluded from the rest of the world, the tears flowed. She was sure she would create a new ocean with as many years as she cried in that tiny car she had.

She wiped her tears away, sliding he keys into the ignition and starting up the engine.

Driving away.

Her blood started to boil thinking of the words he has said to her when under he pressure of the wedding planning. Eventually her thoughts started to put out of her mouth. Ordinary people passing her on he highway probably thought she was crazy, from rocking in her seat screaming and crying, slamming her fist against the steering wheel with an occasional honk of the horn. She was sure her hand was bruised from home much she abused the poor steering wheel.

So there she was. Screaming at the imaginary man beside her, pouring out her heart in words she knew she couldn't stay to her lovers face. Tears started to mix with pain as the screams became louder. She never wanted to rethink her saying yes to his proposal. But now she was regretting saying yes. And that hurt even more than him saying what he did.

She let out a long heart wrenching scream, until she stopped. She felt nothing. No pain. No love. She just sat there, staring at the car that was coming at her in her lane.

And finally another kind of emotion played in her mind. One mark swore to keep her safe from.

Fear.

And then, after long agonizing slow motion seconds, the car hit her. Spinning her off he road. Flipping her car.

Tearing the small car and Ally apart.

Tears came pouring down her face and another scream erupted from her fragile body as the glass around her broke, cutting her leg. As the car made yet another flip, ally's head whipped forward, slamming it against the steering wheel, that she was previously abusing, stopping her pain as the car stopped flipping and laid on top of her.

No longer feeling. No longer breathing. Or crying or screaming. She just laid there dying...

I know that you wanted this sequel of mark and ally's life to be as happy as the first. But all happy stories must come to an end.

Unfortunately theirs ended sooner than I hoped.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

But this is where ally must die.