Markiplier Imagines (Mark X Reader)

...On the Edge..

{ Hey guys!! I just wanted to let you guys know that this story does talk about sensitive topics like depression, self harm and suicidal thoughts.. so read with caution.. Love you all!! }

'If this is how my life is going to be... I really don't want it anymore..'

I sighed as I read through the comments on my latest Facebook post. The same old same old stuff.... You know the words they use... Selfish, bitch, loser, cunt, weirdo, disappointment, ugly, slut, pathetic, whore, fake, awkward, liar, worthless, freak, loser, and disgusting.... the list goes on and on.... As much as I hated it I rolled out of bed and got ready for school. I got my shower and pulled my h/c hair in a small bun and put on my black sweatshirt on with a pair of leggings and a pair of vans. I quickly grabbed my phone off the charger and backpack swinging it over my shoulders jogging down the stairs. I got to the kitchen and grabbed an apple and went out the door. The crisp autumn breeze brushed against my face as I walked down the driveway. I quickly took a bite of my apple and threw it the yard. Tbh I wasen't really that hungry. I walked down the sidewalk shoving my hands in my sweatshirt and pulled out my ear buds. I jammed them in my phone and turned on some Three Days Grace as I walked down the street toward my school. I pulled my hood over my head and walked into the school. People crowed the small hallways as I made my way to my locker. Finally after pushing and shoving I finnaly got to my locker. My phone vibrated in my hand as I threw my school stuff in my locker. It was a message from Mark.

'Morning Y/n! Miss you😘'

I rolled my eyes and unlocked my locker. Mark is and has been my boyfriend for about a year now. He lived across the street from me for a while now and I never really noticed him until one morning he came over with our mail cuz the mailman gave him ours. We started talking and he helped my with my stupid History homework. One minute we were talking about the Civil war and the next he was on top of me, kissing me. He loved me... And I have no idea why.. I mean nobody loves a girl who is always sad... 'Ughhh' sighed as many thoughts ran through my mind, I swung my backpack back over my shoulder and threw it to the locker and I grabbed some folders and books. I slammed the door shut and saw my friend Jack leaning on the other lockers. "Good Morning Y/n" he greated. I let out a low sigh "..Morning Jack.."  He tilted his head and scanned my body in curiosity. "Y/n... what's the matter? You seem a little down.." His voice was laced with worry. I shrugged and walked right past him. "..Everything is fine.."

School was over and Mark didn't show up at all today... Weird. I shrugged it off as I walked out of my last period class. Everyone sprinted out of their classes and went to their lockers as I shuffled over to my locker and threw my stuff in my backpack. I feot my phone vibrate and I pulled it out my pocket to see Mark had texted me. I sighed in relief.  'Hey Y/n sor-' my phone was ripped right from my hand. "Emma!" I yelled at the obnoxious blonde bitch. "Heyy loserrr!!" She giggled and puffed her chest out, making her look 'bigger' than me. "Where's Mark?" She asked innocently twirling a small piece of her hair in between her fake fingernails. I shoved her back. "Give me back my phone.. you slut!!" I demanded. "Ohh look who's talking" she sassed back. She then looked at my phone and read the texts "Oh this is good.." She giggled. "Haha ok.. 'Hey Y/n I'm sorry I wasn't at school today.. I was to busy fucking other girls!" She yelled so everyone in the hall could hear. "STOP IT!!" I yelled with tears in my eyes. She just chuckled again and began to yell "Trust me there's more!!" Now everyone in the hall was looking at us.. Mostly me. She began reading the texts 'Mark' had sent me. " 'Y/n you're such a useless fucking slob.. go rot in hell you whore! We're over!!' How do yah feel now Y/n?!" She giggled. It was like time had just stopped. Everyone was watching and laughing at me. I felt the tears fall down my face... Did Mark really think that stuff about me? Does he wanna leave me? Has he ever gotten with another girl when he was with me? Am I just one of his toys? Anger had started to build up inside me and without warning I punched her square in the face, leaving her with a broken and bloody nose. I leaned over her body and grabbed my phone. "LeaVe Me THe fUCk aLOne!!" I yelled crying and I sprinted out the school doors.

I ran down the street still crying my eyes out. Is that how people see me?? A whore? A useless slob? Ughhhhh!!! I bursted I'm the front door if my house and ran into my bathroom. I fell to the floor and cried. "I FUCKING HATE.....EVERYTHING!!" I slammed my fists on the floor multiple times and cried even more. My fists were swollen but that didn't stop me from checking my Facebook and see someome posted the confrontation between me and Emma.. It only showed bits and pieces of her saying shit and me balling. I groaned and threw my phone at the wall. I curled up against the shower and just cried. "I-I can't take this s-shit anymore.." My body was shaking, and my face hurt from crying so much. "If this is how my life is going to be... I really don't want it anymore.." I groaned and got up off the floor. I went over and picked up my now broken phone. Its 4:30. Mom won't be home for at least and hour and dad's won't be either. I clicked on my messages and decides to text Mark. 'I love you' is all that I wrote and sent it. He won't care.. He probably won't read it for at least another hour. I sighed as I put my phone down on the bathroom counter. I looked up in the mirror and saw my lifeless expression. 'Huh.. It has now come to this... after all these years of feeling alone, hated, worthless, let down, ugly, unloved, and self hatred.. Tired of getting hurt, being treat like shit, tired of all the lies, of being yourself, tired of being judged all the damn time, being tired of all your flaws and tired of trying..  Well darling.. It's all going to be over now..'

I sighed as slowly dragged the sharp edge of the razor blade down across my forearm. I had no emotion.. I couldn't really feel it.. So I kept going.. But I pressed harder... More blood.. And more pain.. I slowly got down to my wrist and saw the light blue 3 connecting vains. Blood coated my blade as I slowly traced the vains. 'If your trying to kill yourself cut vertically, they can't stitch that up' I slowly put the blade where the vains connected and pressed hard.

"Y/n?!?" Where are you?" It was Mark. Oh god.. Tears leaked my eyes.. What if he saw me like this?? What would he do? What would he say? I kept quiet as I heard his loud footsteps echo throughout the hallway. "Y/n?!" His voice echoed again and his footsteps stopped at the door. The tears kept falling down my face and I saw the door creep open. "N-noo! M-mark! Lea-leave me a-alone...." I cried and pressed the blade against my doing again. "Oh my god... Y/n!" He yelled he ran toward me but I pressed the blade even harder against my skin causing it to bleed. "P-pl-please.... Mark..." I begged and brought my legs closer to my chest. "I wa-want to di-die" I hiccuped and broke down into uncontrollable sobs. He took that as his chance go get by my side and hug the living hell out of me. He took the blade from my hand and threw it at the door. "Y/nY/nY/nY/nY/n heyheyhey! Calm down baby girl! Calm down" He whispererd in my ear. He kept me in his tight embrace as I kept thrashing around trying to get the blade back. "MARK PLEASE!!" I yelled "you don't- you don't understand!!" I screamed crying. Blood and tears covered mine and Marks body as I slowly became calm. Mark picked me up and pulled me into his lap. He took my arm and examined my wrist. "Why?" He asked so sloftly. "I de-deserve it..." He looked in NY eyes filled with hurt and confusion. "I'm such a horrible person Mark.. No one likes me... I hate myself so damn much Mark.." The tears fell down my face again. "Heyheyhey.." He cupped my face to make me look up at him " I love you so god damn much Y/n! I never felt the same way about anyone like I feel about you. You are all I want and you're all I have, and seeing you like this..." He glanced down at my cut wrist "...it makes me so sad to know that I let it happen.. I care about your feeling more than mine... and no one as beautiful and as caring as you should have to go through this... Not alone.. I know that I haven't been there for you then and I'm so so sorry.. but now I can promise you this.." He kissed my nose soflty "It's you and me together always... Please stay.. I need you..." I cried and quickly places my lips on his. "I love you so much Mark" I smile. "I love you too Y/n" "Now let's get you all cleaned up baby girl..."