I Won't let go (MarkiplierXReader) Completed

Friends

Thought the quote above would be perfect for this chapter

Thank God that graduation is only a few weeks away, You thought as you sat through math class. The teacher was going over review for the final exam that's the last week of school.

" Ok. So for the final exam you will need to know everything that you learned from the beginning of the semester. I am allowing you to have a have a piece of paper with all the formulas on it that you will need to make yourself." 

She blabbered on about the final and what we need to know and what to do to prep for it. At least she was nice enough to not have us learn the formulas. All my other classes were like this for the rest of the day. Just reviewing for exams. To bad I wasn't smart enough to be exempt from them. Well with my depression I wasn't really able to focus in class that much but still passing. 

When school was over I drove home. I didn't like going home that much because my mom is an alcoholic. She always sleept during the day because of her night job. But when she was awake she always yelled at me and called me names and said that I was the reason dad left because I was a disappointment. Geez I hated it. I wish I knew the reason dad left. He could of left a note. 

 I lived about 20 minutes away and everyday I have to pass by where 3 of my friends had crashed. 

I had 4 best friends. We all knew each other since middle school. Lola, Alex, DJ, and Eve. I still remember when it happened. 

It was a dark and rainy night(so original I know) 2 years ago. Lola, Alex and Eve were at my place. They were all going home from my house because they all had work the next day. They were all at my place because my mom was at work and I could have them over. Man I loved them. They were the reason I was still here. The reason why I didn't cut or anything. Well only 3 of them were there because DJ was busy. Well when they all left to go back home(they had all carpooled), it was dark and storming. They had come across an intersection and they had the right to go but a truck speeding had T-Boned the car they were in, causing the car to flip into a ditch. They all died instantly. DJ and I didn't know about this until we say it on the new the next day, Saturday. DJ had called me to see if I say it. We were both sobbing over the phone. 

"I can't believe they're just gone." DJ said over the phone sobbing.

"I know" I replied.

"(Y/N), I can't live without them." DJ said. She was in the same kind of situation I was in. We were her family like they were like mine. We looked after each other. DJ also suffered from depression like I did. 

"DJ we can get through this together"

"Easy for you to say (Y/N). You know we both suffer from depression and they were our only outlet." DJ said this in anger. "(Y/N), I'm finally going to it this time."

I became widened eyed, I knew what she meant. She was going to kill herself. "DJ NO! Ill be right over to help you! Please don't do anything!" 

My mom had came out of her room. "What is going on here! Why are you yelling! Im trying to sleep you peace of S***!" She was obviously hungover. 

I ran out the door in tears and got into my car and started to go to DJ's house.

When I had gotten there I say that only here car was in the driveway. Her dad wasn't home. I rushed to the door. It was unlocked so I let myself in. I dashed in and ran up to her room. I was to late. When I walked into her room I squealed. There she was on the floor of her room, knife in chest. I was horrified. My last close friend dead. Everything else was blank from there. 

So now every time I go home or walk around town I get memories of my friends and me hanging out with each other at the local shops and and usual hangouts. One of our favorite hangouts was at the city park at the swings. I always started to tear up when I saw friends swinging with each other at those same swings. 

That's part of the reason why have to move away. To get away from these memories and reliving them. Every time I do I start to cry. And I have to get away from my mother. I can't take her abuse anymore. She always makes me feel like crap. 

Ever since my friends passing I have had this plan to move away when I graduate high school and can live on my own. So I got a job and saved up my money. I hid my money from my mother so she couldn't spend it on more alcohol. 

When I got home I knew mom would be asleep so I had to be quite when I entered the house and go up to my room. But when I opened the door I heard laughter. That was weird.It came from the dining room. When I walked into the dining room there was my mom with a man. 

"Oh Philip, your so funny." Mom said

"Why thank you dea...." He stopped and looked at me. "So I guess that's your daughter?"

"AAww yes. Pitiful looking isn't she. Always dresses unfeminine like." 

I always dressed in jeans, nerdy T-shirts and a jacket because it was more comfortable for me.

"Yes it it pitiful. She could learn a thing from you dear." Philip said.

"Why thank your"

"Im taking your dating my mother?" I said. 

"Who said you could talk!!" mom yelled.

"It's quite all right dear. Yes I am. She is such a lovely"he said staring at my mother while smiling. 

Ew gross, I thought 

"Why don't you go back to your room so Philip doesn't have to look at you anymore" Mother said.

"Yes run along." He replied.

I ran back to my room and plopped down unto my bed. 

Great, now's there's going to be another one of them. Thankfully only a few more weeks of school. I thought before I dozed off. 

Okay! That is the end of the first chapter! I hope you really liked that. And sorry for it being really sad and maybe a little dark and for it being really long.

 Please follow me for more chapters and stories on the way. I did write one story before this and started the second chapter on it but never finished. If you read the first chapter of the other story I wrote please leave a comment saying that you want me to continue the rest of it. 

Okay BYE FOR NOW!

PEACE OUT!