I run home, and imagine leaving my hopes about Mark behind me. I still think about him.
Darting up the stairs, i hear my mother call "Honey?"
I don't respond.
I flop onto my bed, thoughts flooding my head.
I distract myself by reading, homework, tumblr, anything that will keep my mind from wandering to him.
I peer over at the clock;
10:43
I've been working for longer than I thought...I set my book down, tracing the cover with my long, white finger nails.
I slip under my heavy, white comforter, and put on my cold sleeping mask. The chill around my eyes causes me to relax.
I drift into a deep sleep.
A/N:
Hey guys! Btw, the part about the cold sleeping mask is true, my therapist informed me about it. It slows down your system and causes you to relax.Special Thanks to SeanHolmes8 for encourging me to continue this story, i really appreciate it. ♡
Anyway, hope you enjoyed! ☻
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"Let me Help You" - Markiplier x Depressed Reader
FanficWords to describe me - depressed- suicidal- a cutter- worthless- disgusting- ugly- sad And then I met Mark WARNING: SELF HARM, SUICIDAL IDEATION, DEPRESSION, ETC.