Secret Little Sister (Markipliers Little sister)

Chapter 8

~·Sammys POV·~
I woke up ontop of what felt like a cloud. I sat up interpreting my Surroundings and trying to figure out where in gods green earth I was. I look down at the Black couch beneath me and scanned the room untill something jogged my memory of exactly where I was and what was happening, A snoreing Markimoo. I giggled remembering the events of last night but then stopped when i remembered something. A little irish man I met. I put up my hands to my now burning cheeks as all his features Flooded back into my head. I Heard a Shift in the Couch. I looked over at the Red haired man the layed just across from me and Smiled. I got up and walked into the Kitchen. I opened Mark's Pantry- My pantry now. I Smirked at my new thought. I scanned the pantry when i finally found ceral i sighed as it was on the top shelf. Curse mark and his Height. Im a short person! I looked at the couch again. Mark still sat, Asleep. A flashback played in my head.

Christmas 2006
I sat on the couch six years old. 
I looked over at my 16 year old brother. "Marki! Play with me!" i cryed throwing at pillow at his peaceful face. He grunted and turned over. Tom came down the stairs. "Come on Sam, I will play with you." He said picking me up.

Dec. 26th 2006
I ran downstairs. My eyes darted quickly around the room. "Mommy wheres Daddy? Wheres Marki?"

I shook the memory out of my head. My parents split after my dad got sick. I havent seen.him.in awhile. I hope hes ok. I never really knew why Mark and my dad left. But i know they had a good reason. Maybe i will ask Mark today. I realized Mark had gotten up and was waveing his hand in my face. "Earth to Sammy?" He said. I really didnt mean to do what i was about to do.... I just slipped out. "Why did you And Dad Leave?"

"Well.... This is a great conversation for 9 in the morning."

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So Sammy DOSENT know about her father's death. Sorry to change the Plot a little.💗

~Leah💘