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

Six

Mark

It's not easy watching your loved ones laying in a hospital bed, hopeless, and unable to even breath without feeling a great amount of pain. It's not something you would cry at, because you feel sorry for them or you wish it was you; you feel pain, almost, watching them cry themselves to sleep at night because they hurt, or because they're dying.

God I just wish it would be over. That this was all a bad dream. That I'll wake up and see Ally beside me, perfectly fine and wonderful, sleeping peacefully as the nightmare passes over me like a fluffy white cloud. But that's not what will happen. She's never be fine. She's always gonna be broken, one way or another.

The doctor came in the room, holding an MRI picture, studying it like It was a piece of art.

"Afternoon," Doctor Adams greeted us. "So the scans came back and we have a prediction as to when you might..." he paused, then coughed. "To when you might pass away..." You tell he was straining to finish his sentence. It's always hard to watch young people die.

But then again that's life. All we can do is  suck it up and watch all the awful s--t happen around us.

I looked over at ally as she nodded. I couldn't take my eyes off her. Pretty soon shell be gone. And I'll want to have looked at her longer, but I looked away, afraid that she was gonna catch me staring at her.

I still get embarrassed around her...

With each step doctor Adams took, more tears built up in her eyes. The sight of her breaking and falling through my fingertips beaks my heart. So tears start falling from my eyes too.

He was telling her something sciencey. Something I just don't get.

"But we can determine that you have less than a year left. Well let you out if here in about a month after taking your stitches out and what not. But then we suggest you live your life to the fullest right now. Enjoy what time you have left." He said very calmly and quietly. Making sure we took the information with ease. But this isn't something you can take so easily.

Doctor Adams nodded at me and Ally before turning I'd his heels and walking away.

I quickly turned and looked at her. She had her bottom lip between her teeth and her eyebrows were furrowed. She was trying so hard not to cry. She was scared. And so was I.

She looked at me and finally broke down. Bringing her hands to her face and sobbing in them. I rushed into action and scooped her up in my arms, holding her close to my chest.

"I'm so scared mark." She whimpered.

I couldn't take it any longer, the dam had broken and the tears were falling even harder. I hate seeing her in pain. I hate the thought of her not being here.

I hate life.

"Me too."