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

Twenty-six

Mark

Everyday I brought her flowers. They were bright and red and it really brought the mood up in the room. No one was as sad as before, and it smelled pretty good in here. I'm sure she would've appreciated it.

I sat next to her and opened the book I was reading on this app called wattpad. She always told me I needed to read more books. Specifically fan fictions. I've read bad fan fics but also some good ones. Ever since we came public with our relationship, people are writing fan fictions about us. So I read those.

"This one is really good ging." I said to her while stroking her hand with my thumb. I looked at her with a smile. "I'm gonna read you some of it."

I looked down at the book that was downloaded onto my phone. The smile grew on my face as I began to read the chapter. It was an AU about me and al, and how I was the bad boy and she was the nerd. People are so stupidly creative.

"He turned around with his bare chest, it was so muscular." I said with a small laugh. She would've laughed too, since I'm actually not that tone. "'He walked closer as he set his hands on my waist.' Now were getting to the good stuff. 'I ran my hands down his chest. His hands squeezing the exposed skin on my waist. He leaned in closing the gap between us.' Well then!"

I stayed quiet and read it to myself. It was so sweet and adorable. kinda like our first kiss but a little more steamy.

"I would totally read it to you but it's gross."

I felt wrong reading it in my head because we're actual people. But I brushed it off because the story line was good.

I locked my phone after a few minutes of reading out loud some more and just stared at her face. She was so beautiful. Even in her worst moments she had a way of bringing a smile to my face.

"I love you... I miss you too. You know..." I whispered, butting the inside of my cheek as tear threatened to fall from my eye. I allowed it, acknowledging that when people cry it shows they're actually people and not just robots. That we have feelings too.

So I sat there and cried.

•••

The doctor sat down and began to talk.

"The reason we've called you in today is because we have some bad news." My stomach dropped as Jack looked over at me, silently telling me I was gonna be okay. "Her brain is no longer active. She's no longer breathing on her own and we are certain she's not going to wake up. Even if she did she would be brain dead."

I looked at my lap as tears fell form my eyes. this is just some bulls--t story doctors tell you when they need space for other patients! She's not brain dead. She will wake up.

"We need to start thinking about pulling the plug."

"No we don't!" I yelled suddenly. Slamming my fist on the table. "you said she was gonna be fine! You said that you had good doctors that wouldn't kill her!"

It got to be too much. I got up and stormed out, a hand covering my mouth as sobs escaped lips. I didn't want to believe it. It's impossible. She's going to wake up and she's going to be fine!

I rushed down the halls as I searched for her room. I stopped in front of it and opened the door, quickly running up to her and falling on her body. I wanted to feel her touch one more time. I wanted her to look me in the eyes and tell me she loved me.

"Wake up! Please wake up right now!" I yelled. No one was in here and I just wanted to yell. So I did. I yelled and squeezed her body close to mine, not wanting to let her go. She was the love of my life, the one I've been waiting and dreaming of having. And now she's slipping through my fingers. I wanted to yell and scream as it had all just gotten to me. She's going to die. "please don't leave me!"

"Mark! Come on! Be reasonable!" Jack said running Into the room after me. I shook my head as he pulled me away from her body. I stared to flail and tried to free his grasp. I wanted to hold her and never let go. They can't just kill her!

"Jack, I swear to f-----g god you better let me go or else!" I yelled. He refused and dragged me out into the hallway. He slammed the door and stood in front of it, not letting me through. He was a hair taller than me and even though he looked whimpy he was as firm as a rock. It wouldn't make sense to head butt him. But throat jab, maybe.

"Mark, I know you love her but you need to calm down." He said putting his hands out in front of him, ready to stop me if I charged at him. I took deep breaths and sat on the bench in the hall, letting my head fall in my hands. "Look, I love her too. She's my best friend! But she's in pain. She never wanted to be in pain. So please, just be reasonable."

I didn't respond. I just sat there staring at him. Tears still falling form my eyes as I thought about it. He's right. It has been over three months. She's brain dead. She's gone.

"Look," Jack started as he sat next to me. "I don't want to say goodbye either. I want her here just as much as you do. But she's not here anymore. She died a long time ago. And now it's time to just fully let her go."

He was right. It's time to let her go.

"Okay."