Always And Forever 2(markiplier X Reader)

uhhhhhhh...

Hey guys, its Ally here. Sorry I hadn't posted in a bit.(again😣) I got this chapter idea from my friend who inspired the character emme. I promised her that i would make a chapter with a person she wanted. He\she isnt in this chapter, but he\she will be in the next one. Ur welcome Emme! Hope you guys enjoy, and prepare for insanity;)

Your POV

I opened my eyes and I was tied to a chair. I was sitting in my living room. I looked around and I saw that the walls were bare like all the paintings were removed from the wall. Nathan stepped into the room with a gun to Mark's head. I gasped. "N-nathan? What the hell are you doing here?!?!" I said. He didn't say anything. Instead, he smiled at me and pulled another gun in his right hand. He came closer to me and pressed the barrel against my forehead. Mark looked at me helplessly. I looked back at him with wide eyes. Nathan moved his fingers over both triggers. Then, he pulled the triggers.

~~~~~~~~~~

I heard a loud bang. I jumped out of bed and yelped. I still felt the cold barrel, even when I ran my hand over my forehead. Don't worry, its just a dream. Just a dream. Like Mark always says. "Its over now. It was only a nightmare. It can't hurt you." Oh wait- where is Mark? I turned around and saw that his side of the bed was empty. I guess he went downstairs already. I look at my phone, and it said 3 in the morning. What is he doing? I got up, ready to go downstairs and find Mark.

I thought back to my nightmare and shivered as I walked down the stairs. I reached the bottom of the stairs and I looked out and the living room wasn't the living room. It was the warehouse that I was tortured in. I stepped out, too frightened to scream. I tried to turn back up the stairs, but they were gone. I looked around for the exit in the big room. I looked over to where I remember Emme walking in with all her weapons. The big doors had a lock over them. I was trying not to panic. I ran to the giant double doors that appeared bigger. I pulled on the lock. It wouldn't budge. I turned back around and there was still the empty room. But there was something a tad different.

There was a gun in the middle of the room. It was just there, sitting in the middle of the floor. I walked over to it hesitantly. What am I supposed to do? Do I.... Shoot.. Myself..? I looked around the room once more, and the double doors got even bigger. What? What's with that? And where did the big lock go? Then, the door started to creak open. I stared in that direction, ready to pick up the gun at any moment.

When I saw who opened the door, I raised the gun. I saw him. My eyes filled with tears of anger and fear as I saw my dad walk in the double doors with a giant piece of a long pipe.

To be continued....😈