Blood Never Lies (An AU Markiplier/Jacksepticeye/xReader character story)

The Beach Pt. 2

So, has he found out I'm gone yet?" She asked as she looked at the figure from looking at the water.

"Nope. And it's going to stay that way. Your date picked up a straggler, I see."

"Name's Jack," she mentioned, "and he's talking business with Mark. Something about a Mr. Logan and Mark being in too deep with his daughter...?"

Her brain strained to see if that was the correct information or not as she looked behind her to see them both laughing. From this distance, the fire made Mark's hair look redder, almost as if it were on fire itself, very much like her orange tones. They didn't take one look at her as they continued to talk, and it seemed that they were taking walks down memory lane in hopes that Mark could stir up some nostalgia of the job or something to change Jack's mind into going back to work. She looked back at the figure next to her.

"Cody, I try to stay away from that. I leave the room at any opportunity, I show myself out of conversations, I even blank that stuff out of my memory if I have to. I don't want to end up like my mother. I don't want to be dead because of what I know."

Her eye released a single tear as Cody continued to stare at her, contemplating what to say next.

"Eve, I will die long before you die, if that were ever the case. I don't do this job because it's your father, or because I get paid to do it. I am sworn to protect no one else but you. Those two?"

His finger pointed in the direction behind her of Jack and Mark, as she snuck a peek again to see Mark's smile flash in the light. It sort of made her weak in the knees before she snapped herself back to reality.

"I give fuck all what happens to those two if someone were to come right now and take you away. They'd be on their own."

Somehow, that was supposed to make her feel better but she didn't see how. If she were to ever lose Mark, she would lose her hold on this entire world. The horrible thing was, she was unable to show it in just the right way.

"Cody, I like him, I guess it's plainly obvious but I don't want to get too close to him. Everyone in my world gets close, and then dies. I don't want that to happen to him too."

It wasn't like she wasn't used to talking to Cody about things like this. He'd seen her go from her best to her worst, to every relationship since she'd been thirteen, and he had been her confidant ever since. Hell, even the first time she snuck out past him to go to a party, he sure as shit followed her and never said a word to her father. The only rule that Cody had ever posted as something that MUST be followed was that she had to be home when he said so, because he knew her father's schedule, otherwise he let Everleigh be who she was.

"Well, while I'm not sure your father would appreciate your taste in his current lackeys, he is better than the rest you've attached yourself to, and you are going to be an adult come winter and you'll be able to make your own choices. That will also mean that you won't need me anymore, but hopefully you'll need him as much as I can see that he needs you. Give it time to grow."

She looked down at the water, pondering the words and trying to let them sink in each time the wave crested up onto the sand. Her green eyes looked up, expecting Cody to still be there but he vanished just as Mark came running up next to her, and Jack on the other side.

"Come back to the fire. You can hear some stories about back in the days of when we were first young ones."

Mark's voice was like a breath of the salty sea air, tingling her cheeks as the spray came up from the waves.

"Oh, those days were fucked up."

The voice now came from her right in the form of the Irish accent she hadn't yet gotten used to.