It's Complicated Love (Crankiplier) Book 1

Chapter 22 - Fifty Shades of Red (Pt. 2)

Ethan

Might I mention something? The author mainly focuses on Mark and not me. I don't feel loved! Hold on Ethan, I'm coming. *author breaks through 4th wall with wreckingball* ok, come here! I'm sorry Ethan! This chapter will all about you! *hugs Ethan tightly* I was trying to push myself away from the author's tight hugs. "Raye....you're.....killing me!" I gasped. Raye released me and started laughing. Ugh, this is going to get really annoying. I looked at Raye and saw he was just standing there looking at me. "How are we going to patch the wall back up?" I asked him. He looked back and then looked at the ground before smiling and looking at me, "We can call Trump to fix this wall!" He fell to his knees laughing uncontrollably. (I'm sorry was the joke too soon? XD) I looked at Raye before finally getting the joke. "Oh, I got it now," I laughed out. Raye picked himself up and dusted himself off, walked over and patted my back, "Alright, well I'm gonna head back and fix this 4th wall." He walked through the huge gap in the wall and started gathering supplies to patch up the wall.

(Time skip because the author is busy patching up the 4th wall)

  He patched it up real nicely and was just putting in the last brick. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mark standing there wearing a blonde wig. I turned and looked at him confused he walked over awkwardly and raised a finger, "Mr. Jay, Mr. Jay....I, Donald J. Trump, will build the biggest....and the bestest wall....that the world.....has ever seen...Mr. Jay" He said in a (I'm sorry if this either offends or if I got this wrong, but it's the morning so my head aches) New York? Maybe New Jersey accent? We stood there in silence before we both busted out laughing. 

Do ya'll want the real chapter now? Sorry, I'm trying to make this entertaining and not so boring. To the REAL thing now -->

Ethan

  I woke up and rubbed my eyes. I was starting to get used to waking up in this house. I saw that I was still in the same clothes I wore yesterday. I sat up and went through everything that happened last night. Mark and I went to a cafe and then we went home and watched a movie. I probably fell asleep and Mark carried me here. I blushed at thinking of Mark picking me up. He has muscles and sometimes when he flexes them in videos, I feel like I could hyperventilate and any moment. He was just one big blob of hot sexiness, what else can I say? I just really like Mark. No, scratch that. I love Mark, but I shouldn't....should....I don't know how to feel about my feelings for Mark. I got out of bed and walked into the hallway. It seemed different though. (it's not a dream I promise) It just seemed so quite. I made my way to the kitchen and looked for cereal.

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    Never mind. He doesn't have any. I opened up the icebox (SHUT UP IT'S WHAT I CALL IT XD) and looked inside. I pulled out a carton of eggs and a package of bacon. Might as well make some for Mark. I fired up the stove and got cooking. I was done making the eggs and started making the bacon. Halfway through making it though I heard a loud THUMP followed by loud footsteps down the stairs. I ignored it and focused on making the bacon. That was when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and tightly squeeze me close to a warm, muscular figure. I blushed a deep red. Then I heard Mark's deep voice say, "You're the best." I couldn't help but just shiver at the sound of his bassy voice. (tbh tho his bassy voice is attractive XD) I started to feel my stomach flutter. I gasped when I felt his lips brush my neck. I knew it wasn't intentional he was moving his head so he could get closer to the bacon, but still. I turned and saw Mark looking at me funny. I waved it off and finished up the bacon before it burned. 

   We sat down and ate breakfast before continuing on to make our videos. That was how it was for a while. We would just spend time making videos. Once I was done then I would talk to G. He seemed to be talking to Brian more though which made me kind of jealous. G would sit there and talk about Brian for hours on end until I had to tell him I had to go. I'm not trying to be rude, I just felt really jealous and I didn't want to just spat random rude things out of jealousy. I went down stairs and saw Mark on his phone. He looked like he was texting someone so I let him be. I wonder who he's texting? The question just popped in my mind along with a pang of jealousy. Why must I feel so jealous? No, why must I love two different people. I went back to my bedroom and scrolled through social media. I saw pictures of G and Brian hanging out and I don't know exactly why, but I felt my heart break. Maybe G moved on and started loving Brian. Part of me wanted to believe that as the truth, but the other half of me still wanted to believe that G loved me. It was just this constant war in my heart. Then I looked up and said the one thing that I hadn't said in a long time, "What the fuck are you doing with your life, Ethan? You really fucked it up and looks like nobody can save you from this shit now." I just felt sad.  I quickly grabbed a pillow and buried my face in it. I cried into the pillow, releasing all of my pain and all of my struggles into the pillow.

    My silent cries turned into loud, but muffled, sobs. My mind went to a very dark place and I was just stuck there in those dark thoughts, until I heard a soft knock at the door. I ignore it, whoever it is, probably Mark, they can let themselves in. I felt myself crumble into pieces when I heard a sigh and footsteps walking away from the bedroom door. Maybe Mark doesn't care about you... Of course he cares about me. I can't think like this. I started to think of happy things. Things that I hoped would happen. After a while of "daydream therapy", I walked out of the room and saw Mark standing next to the door. "What are you doing there? How long have you been standing there?" I asked quietly. Mark looked at me, concern filling his eyes. "I was worried about you. I heard you start saying things and I heard you crying. Ethan, I have a very serious question for you. Are you happy being here with me?" He asked. The atmosphere turned from awkward to dead serious. "Yes, I am happy being here with you. I am extremely glad that I am here with you. I'm sorry if I seem like I'm not happy, I am just having some things in my life that are kind of bringing me down. 

    Mark looked at me for a while before replying, "You do know that I care about you. Right? You are really an amazing person and I am really glad that you have agreed to live here with me and I am so glad I get to make videos with you. There is just so much about you that makes me want to smile and even make you want to keep you here with me forever. You have an amazing smile that can light up anybody's day. You have this adorable laugh that it just so contagious and you have these few things about you that just makes living with you worth while." He paused for a moment before he pulled me in a gentle hug, "You mean a lot to me. Even though we don't get to spend a lot of time with each other, you mean everything to me already." I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. I just stood there while may face went through fifty different shades of red. This is going to make things worse.