(Author's note in the end explains 2 month break for the story for those who are interested)
*Mark's p.o.v*
So Jenna is literally gone. I brought her to Boston and I still end up being here without her... and Wade. But if I' m going to be here with everyone else, the least I could have done was give her Wade.
"Mom!" I look up in surprise. "Tom! I can't believe you guys made your way here."
"What do you mean Marki, of course we would. It took a lot to keep your aunts from coming to see you too. But they'll be here after your surgery." Mom says with a smile.
She looks at me from head to toe, then her smile instantly fades away. She approaches me and places her soft and small hand on the back of my head. I close my eyes and smile.
It's always your mother's touch.
"How have you been Mark, long time no see?" Tom says.
"I WAS doing pretty well." I lie thinking of Toby. "Now I just feel like a bag of shark shit."
"Mark Fischbach!" Mom says with a frown.
Tom slightly smiles at her.
"Mom, I say way worse things on the internet... the internet. I need to tell the fans what happened." I say feeling worried.
"Why? They're your fans not your girlfriend." Tom says confused.
You want to bet?
"Because I feel as if the fans deserve to know, and plus, I noticed Wade sent out a tweet on my twitter that I wasn't feeling so good and I'll be missing a video tomorrow... well today now." I say annoyed.
"This is personal business Mark, they don't have obligations to know."
I roll my eyes and look back at my mother.
"Mom, would you be so kind to film me for a few minutes so I could explain what's going on?" I ask very politely.
"No problem Marki."
*Jenna's p.o.v*
A six and a half hour ride from Boston back to Cincinnati wasn't as bad as it sounds... well when you have a person like Wade at least.
"Where do you live?" Wade says getting off the final exit of the many highways we traveled on.
"I live... I need to go to Mark's apartment first. Literally so much of my stuff is there." I say.
"You know what... I have a key to Mark's apartment, you know because he's my best friend. Why don't we just chill in Mark's apartment for a bit?"
Surprised, I ask- "What makes you want to do that?"
"He has beer and my fridge is running low. He won't be drinking it for a while obviously. Don't want it to grow dust now would we?"
I nod my head yes while giving Wade a strange look.
"Don't judge me. I'm a man that carries stress." Wade says trying to act serious.
"... But your Wade." I say smiling.
Immediately, Wade chuckles loudly, then starts laughing softly.
"You're right. I'm always drunk."
...
As soon as I step foot into the apartment, I throw the one bag I carried up here to the side and head for the fridge. Behind me, Wade struggles through the door with the remaining of my bags and his.
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Tied Together (Markiplier FanFic)
FanfictionAfter having enough of her own life, Jenna sneaks out of her house to hopefully escape her thoughts and problems. Fortunately, she runs into her online inspiration, Markiplier, but not the way she always hoped, so she pretends she has no idea who he...
