Living with Markiplier (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 7

(A/N This chapter mentions suicide and self harm, if you don't like that please skip the chapter.)

Marks P.O.V 

"I can't believe I just let this "fan" live with me. I barely know her. All I know she could tweet my address and I'd be swamped with fans. She wouldn't do that, would she?" "The boys should be home soon, I should go check on Y/N to see how's she's doing, I say out loud. I knocked on the bedroom door waiting for Y/N to reply. Yes? She responded. "Can I come in" I asked.

Yep! She said. I slowly entered the room, to see her under the blankets on her phone. "So Y/N, the boys should be home soon do you mind staying up here for the time being?" "Are you embarrassed by me Markimoo?" She chuckled. "No, it's just we have recordings to do and you need to rest up, I hope you don't mind." "Not at all, I'd rather stay here and relax, by the way can I use your phone charger?" "Yeah go ahead, just shoot me a text if you need anything!" "Ok" she said faintly.

I walked out of the room shutting the door behind me. I walked downstairs and turned the T.V on to pass time before the guys got home. I started watching The Discovery Channel and the, Planet documentary was on. I sat and watched it until I heard the door open. The guys walked through the door with food in their hands.

Your P.O.V

You grabbed Mark's phone charger and plugged your phone in considering it was at 15%. You set the phone on the nightstand and laid back. You wondered why he even let you into his home. You were slowly heading into a slumber when you heard Mark and his friends recording. "I wonder what they're recording, holy fuck they're loud" you said to yourself. They quieted down, and you thought this would be the perfect time to go to sleep.  (A/N sorry it's so short, I have big ideas for this story :D) 

Bob's P.O.V

Mark asked me to run up to his room to grab a battery for the camera, I opened his door to see a girl I have never met before sleeping in his bed. I closed the door slowly so I wouldn't wake her up. "Hey Mark can I talk to you?" "Yeah sure! What's up?" he asked concerned. "Who is the girl in your bed?" "Oh Fuck, I forgot about her being here. Her name is Y/N she lived across from me, but was being abused by the man she lived with so I offered her to stay for a while." 

"Oh okay, are you two seeing each other?" I asked. "No we're not I just wanted her out of the home she gets abused in. Is that all you wanted to talk about?" "Yeah it was, Thanks for clarifying Mark" I finished. 

Mark's P.O.V

I'm glad Bob understood what's going on with Y/N, I really like Y/N she's pretty, funny and caring. I would like to take her out sometime, when I'm not filming or getting mobbed by my friends. I walked back to the couch where Bob, Wade and I were gonna film Gang beasts. "Hey Mark? what did you and Bob talk about?" Wade asked. "Oh It was about the battery, he wanted to know if it was the right one" I lied. "Oh, alright" Wade said sadly.

After 2 hours of filming with the guys, I went to go check on Y/N. I walked up the stairs and opened my door slowly, I noticed Y/N was not in my bed and I called for her quietly. "Y/N?" I asked. "In the washroom!" she replied. I sat on my bed waiting for her to come out, Y/N walked out of the bathroom holding her sleeves. "Y/N? Why are you holding your sleeves?" I ask concerned. "What, Mark I'm not". I can tell she is lying, I grabbed her wrist and lifted up the shirt. I sat there in shock. "Y/N? Why?" I said with tears forming. She ran into the bathroom and locked the door. 

Your P.O.V

I couldn't bare to tell Mark what I was doing to myself. I feel like such a looser. I had locked myself in the bathroom so I wouldn't have to tell him. "Y/N Please open the door, I want you to tell me everything". He sounded so sincere, I wanted to tell him everything but I couldn't, I knew he had people over. "Mark I'll tell you if you get rid of everyone in the house, I don't want them knowing". "If that makes you tell me everything, Ill get them out". "Thank you Mark."

I heard Mark leave the room, I sat down and broke down into tears. "God why am I such a fucking looser." "Kill yourself, No one will love you" "I can't, my parents would miss me." "Why do you think they got the divorce? It was caused by YOU." "FUCK OFF, YOU'RE JUST A VOICE IN MY HEAD." I slammed my hands down on the sink, "I'm such a mess." I just sat and cried.