Pretty little psycho (Mark/Darkiplier x reader) [COMPLETED]

Ch. 39: the Haunted Mansion

As the darkness surrounded your carts you subconsiously held Mark's hand. You hadn't even realized you did until he squeezed it lightly. You blush, and felt him staring at you, but you could only barely make out his grin in the darkness. From the cart behind you you heard the laughter of Ellen, Sean, and Felix. You scoot a bit closer to Mark and he puts one arm around your shoulders as the cart enters a room that was only dimly lit. In the middle was a vintage looking chair. It was empty, yet the cushions were shaped weirdly, as if there was an invisible person sitting on it. You looked at Mark, but he wasn't smiling anymore. He was looking behind you. You turned around to see what he was looking at but saw nothing. And that's exactly what terrified you. You then realized the laughter had stopped when you entered the room. Ellen, Sean, and Felix. They were gone.

You look back at Mark and then at the chair. It no longer looked like there was someone sitting on it. Instead, now there was a shadow standing right in front of it. He started taking shape, morphing into a person you knew way better then you would have liked. "Hello there dear Y/N... Mark. " the figure stated. "What do you want, Dark. Here to ruin my life again?" You say angrily, tears burning in your eyes. "Please Y/N, hear me out... I'm sorry... And I know it's ridiculous... But I really care about you... I got so caught up in playing games with you and the losers you call your friends that I forgot how much I actually love you..." he says. "I noticed you on the day Mark and the others had rescued you... And when you stayed over at his house I of course was planning on doing what I always do to his girlfriends: scare them away. But you... You were different... You stayed by his side... You have a power inside you I've never seen before... And that interested me. I was planning on taking your friends away so I could have you to myself, but you... You resisted. Which made me angry, I was broken like never before... I turned insane and broke you in the process... I'm sorry Y/N... So, so, sorry..." he talked to you, his voice quiet. Mark had just been staring the whole time at you and Dark in the conversation. You looked at him, not sure what to do. You still didn't like Dark, but he really meant it. He had been heartbroken and spoke the truth. Now that was something you didn't see a bad guy do often. He looked at you, awaiting your response.

You just stare at the men.

What in the world are you going to do now?