markiplier imagines

too late

Suggested songs :
Losin Control - Russ
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"I can't keep doing this Mark. I'm tired of all your bullshit." I screamed, although tears were streaming down my face.
"What do you want me to do about it?! Huh?! You want me to quit my job? Quit YouTube? Everything I've ever achieved?!" He yells back.
"Don't go there, Mark. Don't try asking for sympathy. What's the point in a relationship if you never have time for me? All of the times where I'm upset. Or angry. Or I've had a bad day at work. Or I need to vent to someone. All the times when I've needed you and you haven't been there. You care more about your stupid games than your own girlfriend." I shout with every ounce of anger I have left before collapsing onto the couch in a pool of tears.

The room is filled with an ear-piercingly loud silence while he stands there at a loss of words and I'm laying down, quietly sobbing.
"I'm sorry. You could have just said and I would have been-" he says gently.
"Don't you dare say that. I have tried time after time and you never listen. I don't even know why I tried. It was always 'give me one minute' or 'hold on babe I'm busy' or 'I'll be there in a sec'. I'm sick and tired of hearing all these excuses. All of the things I needed to talk to you about have been eating away at my mind and they're slowly breaking me down further and further down. I'm tired of feeling this way, Mark." I shout and stand up, look at him through my tears before storming out of the front door.
I don't know where I'm going to go but I'm just walking without a destination. I'm just walking for as long as it takes me to stop crying. For the pain to end.

I find myself sat at a bench in an isolated part of town, alone with my thoughts which are slowly destroying me.
I've been with Mark for 5 years. I didn't want this to be the end. Not after everything we've been through. Sure the times have been hard when he wasn't there but he's always made it up to me.
Like when he surprised me to a trip at Disneyland.
Or he made dinner for me after work one day.
Or when he apologised with all of his heart, just to keep me happy.
After thinking for a while I decide that I didn't want all of our memories to just disappear over some argument so I ran back to the apartment as quickly as I could.

"Mark! Mark! I'm sorry, I-" I shout but sentence trails off as I notice I'm shouting into an empty apartment. Mark is nowhere to be seen.
I was too late.
I walk into our kitchen and see a note taped onto the counter.

"Y/N,
I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you. I'm sorry that I wasn't good enough. I wish you well. I hope you find happiness one day.
- your Markimoo."

I break down into tears on the floor.
"No... No... This isn't real. This can't be real. Mark please come back... I'm so sorry..." I scream, wishing that my voice would magically conjure Mark out of thin air.
My throat was completely raw from screaming and crying to the point where I soon give up, too numb to try anymore. I'm laying on the cold tile floor staring at the ceiling while all of our memories replay over and over in my mind.
I would give anything in the whole universe if I could just go back 10 minutes ago and say I'm sorry. I would do anything just to hold him in my arms one last time. But I couldn't. I was too late. I took the best thing that ever happened to me for granted. I'm empty. I feel nothing anymore. I don't know how to feel. My chest is tight. My head is spinning. My heart has been viciously torn into shreds by my own selfishness and stupidity.

I'm sorry.

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Another sad one! I'm sorry guys!
Thankyou all for reading, don't forget to vote and comment!
Love you ~ Nancy <3

(P.S - Can we just appreciate that picture of Mark for a second like snsnannebdnamma I'm dying)