He's Mine (Crankiplier fanfic)

Chapter 13

*takes place about 2 days after everything happened*

Marks POV
I want Ethan.
No he's bad for me.
I love him.
I fucking hate him.
I miss him.
I don't need him.
I want to see him again...
I never want to see him again.

Ethan's POV
I hate myself so much. I hate myself. Why did I do that. Me and Mark were perfect together. He's perfect. I'm snapped out of my thoughts by a knock on the door. "Ethan please come out and eat." Tyler says with hurt in his voice. I don't care. I don't want food. "No. I'm staying in here and you can't do anything about it." I hear Sean say "Just give him some time. I'll go home and maybe I'll check on Mark." Finally alone again.
I want food now.
No I don't.
I'm hungry...
I need to starve.
It hurts...
I need more pain.
I'm thirsty.
I don't need water.
I love Mark.
Mark hates me.
I want to see Mark.
Mark will never want to see me again.
I care about him...
He has no feelings for me.
I need Mark...
MARK DOESN'T NEED YOU.
I hear Crank yell the last part from inside me.
I know he doesn't...

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Is he asleep? I hear that the house is silent and look at the clock and it reads 1:00 am. Okay. It's time. I silently unlock the door and head to the kitchen. I look through the drawers as quietly as I can. I finally find it. I walk quietly to the bathroom and close the door behind me. "Across the street to the hospital..." I whisper, tracing a finger across my wrist. "Down the road to the morgue..." I whisper again, this time tracing up my arm.

I hold the knife to my skin and press down. There's a sharp pain and I gasp. A small drop of blood forms at the tiny cut I made. I can't do this...I can't. I put the knife on the sink counter. I open the medicine cabinet and look inside. How many bottles of pills does he have here? Only two. Well I guess he doesn't need much if it's just him.

I take the pills out of the containers. 1...2...3... I start counting them. ...15. Fifteen? That's not enough. I open the other bottle and start counting. 23...23 plus 15 is...38. That's enough. I spill about ten pills into my hand and down them very quickly. I down another 13 before my vision starts getting blurry. I take another five and collapse, my body making a loud thump on the ground, along with the sound of pills scattering. My world goes dark.

I open my eyes slightly. Why am I moving? I thought I was supposed to be sleeping. Why do I see the color red? I love that color. Wait isn't it the color of blood? Is that my blood? No I don't feel pain. Red is a pretty color...and why are people yelling? I love yelling! It's so fun. I love to yell at video games. Why am I being lifted? Where am I? I don't remember getting onto this....and my world goes black again.

Why is my hand warm? This light is really bright. Did I fall asleep at the beach with mom and dad again? I thought it was winter. Maybe I was dreaming. What's in my hand? Why is it so warm. Maybe it's sand. I open my eyes slightly. "He's awake!" Someone screams. I flinch. Why is this red haired man holding my hand? What's going on? Who are these people? There's also a kid with green hair, I think he's the one who shouted that I'm awake.

"E-Ethan?" The red haired man says this and I recognize the voice. Who is he? It's a deep sexy voice. Wait sexy? I can't think a MAN is sexy! Oh wait...I'm gay. Right. There's also some brown haired guy here who's staring intently at me. The blonde who was pacing the room stops and looks at me. His hair is obviously bleached. That's so unnatural.

"Ethan do you remember me?" Hmmm..."No. who are you?" I ask. He frowns and tears form in his eyes. That's the last thing I see before my world becomes black again.

It's still really bright. I open my eyes slightly. Wait I recognize the blonde one! Wait he did bleach his hair! It's the famous youtuber, PewDiePie. And there's Jacksepticeye too! Why are they here to see me? I look at the red haired man again. Oh my god...that's markiplier! I open my eyes and markiplier looks at me. "Ethan! Do you remember me now?" He says smiling slightly. "Yes!" I say excitedly and his eyes brighten. "You're markiplier! The famous youtuber!" His smile fades and a few tears slip out. "No no! Don't cry. I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you cry." Now I'm upset. I hate making people sad. What did I do? I'm sorry...why do I have to make everyone sad? I hear an unfamiliar voice say "He needs to rest. It's okay he'll remember you soon." And my world goes black again.

Tyler's POV
I wake up to a loud thump in the bathroom. Oh no...I rush to the bathroom just to see Ethan laying on the floor, pills scattered around him. "NO!! ETHAN NO!! WAKE UP!" I scream, knowing it will do me no good. On the sink there's a knife, but luckily I don't see any large cuts on his arm.

I run and get my phone. I go to the contact "Mark :3" and press the call button. Three rings and he declined it. I know because his phone is set up for five rings. Fuck...WAIT what if Sean's with him? I go to the other contact named "Sean :)" and hit the call button. This time someone picks up. "Hey what's going on Tyler? Why are you calling so late?" I have no time to explain. "Are you still with Mark?" I ask urgently. "Yeah why? What's going on?" Sean can sense the urgency in my voice. "Just come to my house. Don't tell him why don't tell him where you're going. Get. Your. As. Over. Here. Right. Fucking. Now." He knows it's serious.

Well this time I'm saving my story to my notes because I'm scared about the chapter deleting again! This was a sort of better written chapter, because I added some stuff. Maybe I'll start the new chapter now? Who knows. Love you guys!

Cookie~Chan out 🍪