Chapter 26

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"May I go to the bathroom?" He didn't need to know that.

"Miss L/n you should've used it before class." I stared blankly at him, first of all I'm just trying to get away from a certain someone. Second if I did need to go, don't you think I would've done it if I had to? Maybe I suddenly felt the urge to go.

"May I?" I asked. Mr.Gee sighed before pointing toward the door meaning I could go. I reached down for my bag.

"You can't keep running from a problem." Mark spoke to me.

"So you finally admit you're a problem." I glared at him when I stood up.

Leaving the room I felt a little bad about the way I treated Jack. He wasn't being mean but I was. He didn't deserve that. I'll apologise if I ever come back to school. I started for the back doors of the school. I wasn't going to stay here, what had it done for me?

They say stay in school or you'll work at a MacDonald for the rest of your life, but I'm a stripper, it doesn't really get any lower.

I started walking up the stairs to the second story. Barely any people were on the second floor during first period. It was more for extracurricular classes, which they don't do first period. The teachers already think they are unnecessary classes, they don't want to teach them for as long as they can.

I walked past the empty art classroom. Stopping in my tacks I took a step back to look inside.

"The only thing I'll miss about this school." Everything and everyone else sucked. Art was the only reason I went go to school everyday. Now even that wasn't enough to make me stay. I could probably look for classes online. Sighing I backed away from the door.

"Y/n." Mark's voice echoed from the right. Quickly my mood turned sour. I didn't want to even look over at him, I might kill him. I turned to my left running. "Y/n!" He yelled after me.

If I were to leave he'd just follow. I need to hide, I need to get away from him.

God strike him down $75 to charity please!

Where can I go? Where is safe? Where is gone? Where?-

"Y/n!" My body lurched back Mark had grip on my arm. I turned my head back at him.

"Let go!" My eyes squeezed shut.

"No!" He yelled back. I tried to pull my wrist out of his grip. "Stop." He commanded. I stopped looking directly into his eyes.

"What do you want?"

"What are you doing?"

"Let go and I'll show you."

"Why are you running from me?" He asked.

"Because I hate you." I said bluntly.

"Why do you hate me?"

"Let go."

"Answer."

"You knew this morning jackass." I pulled my arm out of his grasp. "Just leave me alone." I turned to walk away.

"Y/n-"

"No!" I yelled as I sprinted toward the girls bathroom. Pushing open the door I walked to the sinks. I looked into the mirror. I was a mess, I am a mess. I need to leave.

My eyes started to water.

Why am I about to cry, I'm pissed not sad. I hate him, I hate Mark. I wish he'd just disappear. I wish he'd just die. I hate him so much.

I wiped my eyes.

He is such an asshole. Why didn't he just leave me alone. Why'd he have to say the things he did. Why does he like to watch me suffer. Why am I still here. Why is he still here. By the way he acts I'd think he would've gotten shot.

"Y/n." I heard him knock on the door. His voice sounded apologetic. The last time I trusted him to come in I regretted it. I wish I would've left him out in the hallway, even if it was just his friend.

He could've died.

He deserves to die.

I wiped my tears from my cheeks again.

"Fuck off!" I tried to yell, it came out as more of a whimper. My voice was cracking from my tears. I am a mess.

It was his fault. All his fault.

The door creaked open revealing mark walking in.

"Get out." I spoke not looking up at him, he didn't need to see me cry.

"Y/n-"

"Get, out." I repeated.

"Y/n you have to-"

"You do not get to tell me what I 'have to do', this isn't your life." I looked at him taking a step closer. "I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear you anymore, I don't want to see you anymore. Get out."

"Can you just listen for once?"

I took a deep breath.

"What?"

"I, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Are you fucking serious? You don't know what I'm so pissed off about?" I yelled walking closer. "You don't know why I've been trying to avoid you today? Why I went home last night? Why I am fucking done with everything, including your bullshit." I started to push him against the wall.

He shook his head.

"And you couldn't just leave it alone?"

"What happened?"

"You said the truth, the real reason why you talk to me." His eyebrows scrunched together. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You only want to have sex and dump me."

"You're surprised?"

"Excuse me?"

"I do that to so many girls, you even knew. You said something along the lines of it." He started to smile.

I started to get really angry.

My eyes started to water again.

Why am I about to cry?

"That's not the thing that should've surprised you."

"Then what is?" I took a step back looking down.

"That, that was a lie."

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Das it for now.

BUH BYE! Lol (lots of love)

-Me

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