Scars// Adopted by Markiplier

Theres the past, and theres the present.

Piper POV

"No."
"Why?"
"Well I fuçking wonder-"
"Please, Piper."
"Hell no. Try me bïtch."

The nurse has been trying to make me take my meds for the past thirty minutes. She hasn't really made much progress, and she keeps threatening that she will call Mark.

Like he could make me.

"Don't think I won't-"
"Call Mark? He won't do shït."

She's done this before, she's said that "I'll call Mark." Blah blah blah, I could care less.

"You know what Piper? If you want to get better, take these. And if I come back and you haven't took them, I'm going to get some help." She said and walked out.

I just rolled my eyes.

I'm in that bítchy mood today, I don't want anyone to talk to me. Hell, I don't want anyone to look at me.

But no matter what, I am not taking those pills.

You may wonder, why doesn't she want to take them? It's not such a big deal, right?

No. It's an extremely big deal to me.

One thing is that people don't care about is your past. They only care about the present.

They don't care if your father gave you drugs at such a young age, you could barely even say the damn word.

They don't care that every single night, you had to make dinner. And most of the time, the pot would 'accidentally' spill all over you. At a very high heat.

They don't care about all of the marks on you, because they think that you did it.

They just don't care.

And I've learned that too many times for my liking.

Marks POV

"Can I just... Can I just have one week? I'm begging you."

I'm on the phone right now with the hospital. They won't let Piper out. She has too much going on with her. I mean, I understand that, but I want my daughter to be home for at least a little bit.

She isn't taking her meds, and I really really wish she would.

"Would you like to come to the hospital?" The lady on the phone asked me.
I hesitated.
"No, I can't, if Piper wants to get better, she needs to figure it out. I can't help her sometimes. And now is that time."

I sound like a real asś right now, I know. But I can't guide her through every single thing. She needs to learn on her own sometimes.

"Okay sir, thank you." She said and hung up.

Please let Piper get better.

Piper POV

My throat hurts so bad from screaming and yelling these past few days. I feel like I can't function, I feel like I've completely shut down.

They ended up having to go get people to hold me down while they put the medication in my mouth. It didn't help that I was screaming my head off either.

I feel like I'm slowly dying. I'm so tired but I can't go to sleep.

I'm just laying on my side and I hear someone come in, I don't bother to look.

"Hey Piper, how are you feeling?"

I automatically know that it's Mark. I turn to him and wipe the hair out of my face.

I just shrug.

"Are you tired?" He asked laying down on the bed with me.

"No." I manage to croak out.

"Well your eyes are bloodshot, You're clearly sleepy. Just go to sleep."

"But I'm not tired. I can't go to sleep." I say as my voice cracked at the end.

"Did you take your medicine?" He asked.

I just nodded my head. Man, what's with all of the questions?

"Well... I was wondering if you would like to come with me to Hawaii for a week?"

Mark POV

"Well... I was wondering if you would like to come with me to Hawaii for a week?"

I don't think I've ever seen her so happy.

She jump up on the bed. "Are you serious?! Oh my god dad!" She jumped on the floor and started dancing.

She just called me dad! She didn't notice, luckily. She might have been awkward about it.

It took me a while, but I finally got the hospital to let me take Piper to Hawaii.

I'm not going to tell her that she has to come back.

I cried when I first heard this.

But when we come back, Piper has to go to a mental hospital.

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I'm sooorrryyyy

I haven't updated in a while.

But anyway, life is going pretty good right now.

QOTD: What's your New Years resolution?

Mine is to be a bit more happy and to spend some more time with my family.