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

Twenty-four

Ally

"Look jack, you just have to man up and kiss her. She already loves you so just go for it." I said as I intertwined me and jacks fingers. He wiped a tear away, not wanting me to see him cry. He's been working on being more manly. It's not working very well but he's getting there.

"Yes mam." He teased. I set a hand on his cheek and wiped his tears away. This was proabbaly one of the hardest goodbyes yet. Ive always wanted a brother. And I guess I got one.

"I love you buddy. Thanks for being my friend."

"Nope. I'm not gonna say goodbye..." He said, furious at what I said. I nodded as he bent over and hugged me. Lingering for a while before pulling up and letting me look at everyone who visited me. I said thanks to each and every one of them. They're my best friends. All of them.

Screw those guys who say you can't have more than one best friends. Because you can.

And I think I chose mine perfectly.

Mark came up to me taking me hand and placing the other one on the top corner of my bed.

"Look," I whispered, "if I don't make it out, I want you to know-"

"You're gonna come out perfectly fine." Mark said sniffling, his eyes filling with the slightest bit of tears. This whole thing has been an emotional wreck. "I love you so much, phancy." I smiled. I was crying softly to myself, nothing compared to mark. The tears were strolling down the side of my face, due to the fact I was laying on a bed.

"I love you to, markiplier." I said. He kissed my lips one last time before the nurse reminded us that we need to get going. His hand gripped mine, it was a tight grip. He didn't want to let go and it broke my heart to even think about letting go.

I was being strolled down the hall, mark staying with me for a few feet; but then found it pointless to follow since he can't go back into the operation room with me. His hand slowly trailed out of mine, the sound suddenly becoming cold.

I looked at he ceiling, watching the long lights pass as we made our way down to the operation room. The nurse pushed the  two bulky doors open with the end of my bed, parking me right in the middle of the room.

I watched as hands, that were holding an oxygen mask, made their way down my face, sliding it on my face. My eyes got heavier, my breath then became steady and I couldn't help but fall asleep.

Pain.

Human existence is wrapped and based around pain. No one can escape it. Its like the shadow that follows you around. You can't go anywhere without pain.

And so as pain crowded my mind I could feel deaths cold arms wrap around me, inviting me into a hug. I was shy at first, and I couldn't help but to except his offer; cuddling into him.

I didn't want to die, but I couldn't help it. I didn't want to suffer anymore. I couldn't look around me and see everyone I love being torn down. To have the headaches. The painfully sick feeling I got in my stomach when I even so much as think of mark.

The pain was guilt, I knew that.

Yet as I curled into a ball in the abyss that is my mind, crying softly, I couldn't help but fail to answer one question.

How was I so blessed with a wonderful life?

I've been so awful my whole life. Mean to everyone who comes my way. And yet mark pushed through my snotty attitude, and put forth an effort to be with me. Jack was there when there was no one in sight. Ro was my friend when mark was being an a--. Eathan, Tyler, Matt and Ryan made me laugh when I was sad.

I guess that's why I am met with such a tragic end. Because I didn't know what I had until it was taken from me. I was so thankful for having friends like them.

But now I have to say goodbye to everyone. I have to say goodbye to this wonderful life I took advantage of. I have to say goodbye...

Goodbye...

I love you mark...

A/N: this isn't the last chapter.......