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

Twenty-Seven

Mark

Everyone was standing beside alex, trying to hold onto whatever life she had left in her. People rubbed her leg or held her hand. I didn't want to touch her. I didn't want to watch my wife die slowly. They said they would make her as comfortable as possible, but you never know what comfortable is if you've never been in that situation.

Her heart beat was slowing down.

Beep. Beep.

I love you Suzy.

Beep... Beep...

I'm going to miss you.

Beep.

I can't live with out you.

Beeeep.

The monitor went to a solid sound before everyone started to cry harder. I rushed over to her and fell on to her body. I cried and cried. I didn't care if people thought I was an over kill or I was being silly, I just wanted to hold onto her as long as I could. I wanted her to be alive. I didn't want her to be dead.

"I love you al."

Beep.

•••

I opened up my photos app and tears instantly came to the water lines of my eyes, threatening to fall. I clicked on the first video of ally I saw. She was drunk and was telling me a stupid joke.

"What, did the chip say when his friend was being annoying?" She asked with a small smile on her face. A laugh getting ready to rip out of her mouth. I smiled as I watched her eyes fill with light as I asked "what?"

"Well I dunno. That's really nacho business!"

She burst into laughter. A laugh even angels were jealous of. she was so beautiful. I walked up to her and hugged her. I turned the camera toward us and we kissed.

The tears fell as I remembered her soft lips against mine. I still didn't believe she was dead. I spend all day waiting for her to text me a heart emoji. But she never does. I keep calling her to come over, but she never picks up. I'm just met with her voice.

I miss her.

"mark, are you almost ready?" Ethan asked walking into my room. I looked at him and nodded.

We got to the stairs and I just started to mumble 'I miss her's and 'I love her's. Almost as if I was a mad man.

It was her funeral. I didn't want to attend. I didn't want to be met with people that only remember me as the guy alex was in love with and pelt me with 'I'm sorry for your loss'es. But I'm going anyway. Because I love her.

When we got to the cemetery, rain was pouring down in buckets. Her casket was closed and her favorite flowers rested on top. It was hard to believe that she was laying in there, lifeless and dead. But she was.

People went up and set stuff on her casket. Flowers, notes, and even her favorite things. But I had her favorite thing. Her love.

She died being mine. Being my love. Loving me.

Also I had her phone.

I walked up to the casket and rested my hand on the wood. I laid her phone under a rose and smiled. She always told me she would take that thing to the grave and she was.

We all sat down and waited till everyone said their memories and funny stories about her. All of them made me laugh and cry. I'm just happy she lives not in pain, but in memory.

"Now we will have her boyfriend Mark Fishbach say a few words."

I got up form my chair and walked past her casket, taking a long look at it before commenting on his 'boyfriend' thing.

"Not that it mattered, but I'm her husband." Everyone just laughed and some gasped at the shock of me not telling them sooner.

"Uh... I had only known alex for a short time. But as soon as I saw her, I knew I was in love. She made me weak with every thought and smile with every word. She was my everything. For the longest time, and I a still sorry about this, we didn't tell anyone we were dating, so I would always tell her that she was like my dirty little secret. Now some secrets are worse than others and you just don't want to keep it. You have to tell someone else before you explode. And this may make no sense but... She was a secret I was willing to keep. I loved her since the first time I saw her, and I'll never stop loving her.

I walked over to her casket.

'I'm sorry for being such a cry baby.' I said quietly to her. 'Forgive me... I just love you..."

I love her.