King (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 27

(I suggest you play the song now.)

After our talk, both of us went downstairs to see that everyone was surrounding the table. We walked up to them and well, Emilia was still there. Even when she's dead, she still looked so at peace. That joy and hope that she always had still stayed within her corpse.

"Oh shit...." Mark mumbled as he saw the body. I slapped his back, saying to 'watch your profanity'.

"She was only ten...." Jack said quietly before wiping a few tears. I went over to him and placed my arm over his neck.

"Come on. Come sit with me in the living room." I spoke and went with him to the living room. I sat him and sat beside him and made him look at me with my hand. "Please Sean, stop crying." I wiped his tears with my thumb and he sniffled. "Tell me, what type of girl was Emilia since she was born."

"W-well, Emilia McLoughlin was born on August 8, 200xx and the moment she was born, she was a bouncing, happy child. She always had hope in her that will never die out and she was faithful. Even w-when...." He trailed off.

"Even when what?" I asked, tying my eyebrows in a not.

"E-even when our m-mother was diagnosed with lung cancer..." He continued. Just from that sentence alone, I felt something get stuck in my throat.

"Oh God...when was this?" I asked.

"Like a week ago. When you were in the hospital for your injuries." Sean repiled. That's why Emilia was at the hospital? And that's why when I visited April, she had a head scarf around her head. "And when all that was happening, we would always go to the hospital everyday after school and see how she wad doing. Emilia would always go to the other side of her chair and tell her about her day. Once, when she was telling Mom about school, Mom started coughing. Emilia patted her back and told her 'It's gonna be OK Mamma. I'll get rid of your cancer for you.' And she said it with such pride and hope in her voice." His voice cracked at the end of his thought.

"She must have been a one of a kind sister." I commented.

"Emilia was the glue that kept our family in tact. Especially when our father wasn't around."

"Speaking of your father, do you hear from him alot?" I asked.

"No not really. Every time he was gone, he was eirther at work or doing something else. Which is why me, Emilia and Mom slowly cut him out of our lives." He repiled. "But now that Mom's in hospital and Emilia is gone, I wonder how I'm gonna break the news to her."

"It's ok. I could help you tell her." I put on a small smile to brighten up his mood. And I guess I did since a few moments later, he gave me a small smile back.

"Thank you (Y/N). Thank you so much." He said and we got up from the couch. We went back to the dining to see that they were planning Emilia's furneal. They were saying what casket they should buy, what types of flowers they need, where her body is gonna be placed, all that suff.

"See? As they're doing all that, why don't we go tell your Mother now?" I looked back at Jack and fear filled his face almost instantly.

"W-wha? Now? D-dont you think it's a bit too soon?" He studdered.

"Might as well tell her sooner or later." I said and grabbed him by the arm, pulling him to the entrance of the castle. But before we could have went anywhere, Mark stopped us from leaving by grabbing my hand.

"Hey, where are you going?" He questioned.

"Oh...we were going to break the news to their Mother." I repiled.

"Should I come? Incase shit hits the fan?"

"It could be for the best. Yeah." I then grabbed his hand and we went off the the hospital and from there, we asked the lady at the desk if we could see April. The three of us went off the April's room and knocked on the door once we got there.

"Come in.." Her weak voice said. We opened the door to be greater by the woman herself, being seated in her chair with a book in her hands. She smiled at us when we came in.

"Hey April." I smiled back at her.

"Ahh. I see you came back to visit. That's so nice of you."

"Don't mention it. We actually brought you some news with our visit." I said and my smiled slowly died down. "Tell her." I tapped Sean's back.

"Uhhh...Mom, umm, I have
s-something to tell y-you..." He tripped over his own words. Mark reached out to grab my hand and gave it a little squeeze to know that he's there.

"Wait, where's Emilia?" April questioned, looking around the room for her young girl. I put my head down so that no one could see the teats that fell when she asked the where she was.

"She's not here." Jack said, wiping a few tears.

"Is she asleep?"

"No."

"Then where is she?"

"She's in heaven." April's once small smile died down as she heard what happened to her young daughter.

"W-what?" She stuttered. Before Sean could start talking, I spoke up for him.

"In the passed hour, Emilia was a killed due to a bullet to the head, and well, the body is at the castle..." I said. April looked down at the ground and slowly took in the information.

"E-Emilia's dead? She's not here?"

"Yeah. I'm so sorry." I added.

"Oh...." Her voice was so quite, it was nearly impossible to hear her. Then, tears started to fall from her eyes as she continued to look at the ground.

"Momma, please don't cry." Sean went over to comfort her. He took her into a big hug and she cried on his shoulder. "Please don't cry Momma." His voiced cracked at the end of his sentence.

"I think we should leave them alone." Mark whispered in my ear and I nodded in agreement. Slowly, we left the room and waked back to the castle. Mid-way through the walk, I stopped in my tracks and looked at the ground. "(Y/N), something worng?" He truned back to look at me.

"No not really. I just wanted to tell you thank you. Thank you so much so staying here." I said. Mark used his fingers to lift my head and look at him in the eyes. I remember those chocolate eyes so clearly. Those brown eyes I first saw when I was a little trouble maker.

"If I didn't, where would I go?" He had a small smile on his face, which made my face burn up a bit. "Come on. Let's sleep on this." He said after placing a warm kiss on my cheek. We then countiued our walk back to the castle.

(AN: Well, these past 3 chapters have been depressing, amirite? Oh well, it's not like the depressing shit has ended yet. There's still a crap load of depression left in this book and this is only the start. But ANYWAYS

Thanks for reading,

And I'll see you,

In the next chapter.

BUH-BYE!!!

-Tasha.)