~Warning: Tons of mind dialogue, more talky talky, and mention of killing yourself~
Previously;
"Why, baby, I'm Dark."
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You stood there in shock. Is that why you were here?
"Oh, Dark! I..." Before you could continue, you completely forgot what you were gonna say.
Um...
What? Talk to him. Stop staring.
I... I don't like Dark.
What?!? Haha of course you do! If I do, I can make you.
You made me think I like him?
Of, course, silly! Now, fucking love him!
No.
Fucking stop resisting you bitch!
You wanted Mark. You've been a fan of Dark but you loved Mark. This "Vernity" voice in your heart was getting to you.
Why don't they just come out?
Because I'm stuck in your mind. If you want me out, kill yourself.
Awh, hell no.
There we go. Dont wanna die for your sweet precious Mark?
.....
Answer me!
You shook your head and Dark still stood there, unimpressed.
You badly wanted Mark now. You weren't really paying attention the way here. All you knew was you're at a hotel. That other guy seemed to disappear quick.
Cry for Mark. He'll probably come looking for you. Unless he knows your a slut.
I'm not a slut. I've never had sex!
Hah. Sad~
"Hello?" Dark snapped at you, gaining your attention.
"No..."
"Hm?"
"..."
"Y/n."
"What?"
"Where is she?" He asked getting closer to you. That's when you noticed him more. His facial structure, body, and his pitch black eyes.
"Who is she?" You backed up from him.
"Vernity," He said.
"In my mind," You said it like it was obvious. Which it wasn't.
"I need her," He mumbled under his breath.
"What?"
"Nothing. Why aren't you with Mark, princess?" He smirked at you and only got closer then ever.
"I wanted fo-"
"Miss!" The worker yells out. "You forgot your food!"
Dark's eyes flash at him and the worker cowers back into the building for safety.
"Where were we?" Dark asks. For a few seconds, he stands there. Then, it clicks in his mind. "Oh, yeah. I know you weren't here for food."
"It was Vernity's fault," You accidentally blurted out.
"Ah. She's in your mind, right?"
"No duh."
"My baby does want me back," He grinned widely. It made you more confused then ever.
"What?"
"Tell her to talk to me."
Talk to Dark.
Already on it. I happen to see what you see and hear.
Dark smiled wider if that was even possible.
"Uh....." You stood there in silence. Right then and there, Dark disappeared. Leaving you left alone with nothing darkness....
~Mark's POV~
Why'd Y/n storm off like that? Did I piss her off? Was she on her monthly thing?
I sweeped up the broken glass and threw it away a few minutes after she left.
Its been about an hour since she disappeared.
I better go find her.
Because I love her.
~Y/n's POV~
You sat in McDonalds. One of the workers said you could use their phone to call Mark. You said he was your boyfriend and must be worried sick because you were gonna for so long. It was the only excuse they'd probably let you use it.
They walked next to you and handed you it. It was unlocked and alreat on the phone app. You remembered Mark's number by heart.
You started typing in his digits and pressed call.
After three rings, it was sent to voicemail. You could leave a voicemail but Make wasn't your boyfriend. And the worker was right next to you waiting. So, you had to play along.
"Hey, Mark, b-...baby. Its Y/n. Call back."
After ending the voicemail, he instantly calls you back.
"Y/n?!?"
"No hello?" You giggled.
"Hello, hi, yes, where the fuck are you?" He rushed out his words.
"McDonald's."
"I'm on my way. We'll talk about this 'baby' thing when I'm there."
"By-"He hung up before you could finish.
He must'a been in a hurry to get to me. I mean, why? I'm not special. I'm not pretty.
Then, as you were talking to yourself, you remembered all of Mark's and Jack's videos saying you were beautiful. Even if it wasn't directed towards you, it still made you happy.
~Time Skip~
Right then, Mark walked into the fast food restaurant. That was good because you were on the verge of falling asleep.
"OMG. MARKIPLIER?!?" One of the workers screeched.
YOU ARE READING
Online Lover (Markiplier X Reader) (EDITING)
FanfictionCover : © harrystyaes One day, as you were sat in your room, you grew bored, going on a chat site. Immediately connecting with someone, you typed a message to greet them. You: Hey! Stranger is typing... Stranger: Hey, nice to meet you.