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

Three

Alex

Pain. The only thing my brain can register is pain.

I know I'm not in a coma because I can see, hear and feel. So maybe there's a sliver of hope, I may not be gone already. However, I know I'm close. I can feel the grim reapers cold arms gripping me, wanting me to fall to the abyss of death. But I'm not going to. I have so many more things to do in my young age! I can die now!

Trying to free form the tight grasps of death, I open my eyes slightly to take a look around and take stock what where I am.

I see white walls, a small couch in the corner. I know where I am. I've been here many times before when Matt would put me here.

I'm in a hospital.

My leg is rested on a pillow and my arm is covered in wrappings, probably to stop bleeding.

I was not a pretty thing to look at, that was for sure.

I started to think about what happened. Of course I can recall the accident with a slight shiver, but I can't remember anything after I hit my head. I rember I was yelling and screaming, so I didn't see the car right away. I was screaming because of mark.

"Mark."

His name sounded so foreign when I spoke it. Almost like it had been years since I've seen him. At least that's what it felt like to me.

Gosh he's probably worried sick. I hope he's okay. I hope he comes to see me. I hope... He still loves me...

I forgive him, because I'm realizing I need him now more than I ever did before.

I miss him.

I love him.

God I love him.

I felt hot tears fall down my face. Asking why. Why me? Why did this happen to me?

But my questioning myself quickly came to an end when a doctor came into me room. With the saddest look on his face. Which could not be good.

"My name is Doctor Adams. I'm taking car did you while you're here. When you were admitted we ran a few tests and I have some... Bad news."

I nodded. Scared.

"Ok." He pauses, taking a seat at the end of my bed. My nerves get the best of me and I felt like I was going to puke. "A human brain has a protective layer of liquid that keeps the scull from harming the brain. Unfortunately, when this layer breaks it causes severe damage and can potentially kill someone. It causes your brain to expand and press on your scull, almost like its suffocating itself." He looked down for a bit then back up at me. "when you flipped and hit your head, your layer broke. Now the worst case scenario is that you have a year left to live. Best, you survive."

I'm not fine...

Because Tyler Joseph was right... I'm a goner...