Online Lover (Markiplier X Reader) (EDITING)

#25

~TRIGGER WARNING. SELF HARM~

Previously;

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

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"Crap!" You woke up on the bed.

Was that just a nightmare?

You looked around in the unfamiliar room.

Nope.

Your stomach growled but you ignored it. You were hungry but not that they would care. There isn't much you could do besides sit around and be lazy.

"Ughhh~" You groaned out. The lamp was still on so you got up and turned it off. You could just bury your sorrows in the darkness. You didn't want Rylan or Amy to see you cry because it's a sign of weakness. And you were probably gonna die by them anyways. Rylan seemed like a crazy fan girl. But, Amy, she seemed like a good girl. A nice person. Why would she act like this?

You went back over to your small bed and laid down sideways. Your head and legs hanging off the bed.

-Mark's POV-

"Wait. . ." Felix looked at you and stopped you. It was in the middle of the night so the girl couldn't see you guys. "What are we gonna do exactly?"

"Oh, crap. I wasn't exactly thinking that. I thought-... Hm," I stopped in my place making the other two stop. "We could give her free merch, haha," I chuckled even though it wasn't the right moment.

"Free merch? She fook'n kidnapped us!" Jack yelled, still attempting to be quiet.

"Yeah." Felix crossed his arms.

"Well, hm. . . I-... Don't exactly know, we could try?" I suggested, shrugging. Jack sighed and shook his head. Felix just slowly nodded his head.

"Why don't we call the police?" Felix asked.

"Yea'!" Jack clapped his hands.

"Can we tell them to come quietly?" I asked, and raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, yeah," He pulled out his phone from his back pocket and dialed 911.

-Your POV-

You heard the door unlock. You opened your eyes and looked at the door. Your head still upside down.

It was Rylan with a knife. Wait. . . knife?

"Hey~" Rylan said, brushing the knife across her fingertips. "It's almost time~ Heheheeh~"

"Time for?" You said, confused. 

"To kill you if you don't keep the promise~" She smirked, walking towards you. You sat up on the bed in an instant.

"Oh, that," You scoffed and laid back down on the bed.

"Keep the promise," She smiled, sitting on the bed, knife still in hand.

"No promises," You smiled back.

"Oh?"

"Mhm." You nodded your head and crossed your arms.

"What to do about that?" She giggled.

"Wha-" Before you could finish, she slit the knife against your skin. "What the fuck!?" You screamed in pain looking at the deep cut on your leg near your foot. Blood was starting to gush out.

"Keep the promise~" She giggled again.

"Why wou-"

The doorbell rang.

"Hold up, young one," Rylan got up, smirking. She walked towards the door, closed it and locked it.

Who would that be?

"Oh, my god! You guys are back!" You heard Rylan squeal.

More people to harm me? Wait. . . guys?

Could it be Mark? Oh, please come save me.