Only One. (Darkiplier/Markiplier X Reader)

Chapter Thirteen- Spy

  After having to deal with Warfstache being legally made to be my patient, I decided I needed a drink. I start driving to the near by bar known as the Rusted Clam. A pirate themed bar where all the guys act like complete dorks. I love going there when I get drunk because the guys make me laugh. Then again, really anything can make me laugh when I'm drunk.

 As I get out of my car I lean against the door as I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my head, and a low growl. 

"Don't go in there" Dark voice roared in my head.

"You're not real, you're a fragment of my imagination" I ignore his voice and step into the bar. 

I sit at the bar, and a very cute guy with blue hair comes over to me. 

"Hey  beautiful, allow me to buy you a drink" he says as he signals the bartender, and he doesn't even have to say anything. They must be close. 

"(Y/N) DO NOT IGNORE ME!" Dark's voice makes it feel as if my brain is vibrating, but I just start chugging drinks until I can no longer feel a thing.

6 hours later

I sit up rubbing my eyes as I notice I'm in someone's bed, in a fully white room. It looks like a teenage boys room. I look over to see the blue haired guy laying in bed next to me naked. I come to a realization, and immediately examine myself to realize I'm wearing nothing but the same exact shirt he was wearing last night.

"FUCK!" I scream, not caring who heard.

"Woah sweet cheeks, watch you don't get a head ache" He says as he rolls over onto his back.

Immediately after he says that I grab my head with both hands as my head begins to throb. This pain is way worse than hearing Dark's voice.

The guy gets up and I try so hard to not look over and get an eye full of skinny white boy butt. He walks over to the bedroom door, with skinny jeans on, and I notice how he to my surprise has some amazing abs. I can't stop my jaw from dropping.

"Like what you see? Yeah, I lift" he says in a sarcastic tone. He's a smart ass.

"OH, and don't worry. We didn't do anything last night, you just kind of poured a bottle of wine all over yourself. I also always sleep naked, and I didn't plan on just changing my schedule for some chick." He says as he walks out of the room. 

I sit on the bed dumb founded as to what just happened, but I decide to ignore it. I get up and looks through his clothes, baggy shorts, perfect. I walk out of the room, and through his tiny apartment rooms until I make it to the kitchen. Where he stands drinking out of the milk jug. 

"Well uh, thanks for everything, uh you can keep my clothes. I'll return yours to you, and uh I'm leaving" I say as I notice my phone on a desk by the front door. I grab it and bolt out of there not giving him a chance to say goodbye.

I head back to the bar to go get my car, hoping the bartender knows what I did with my keys. 

"Idiot, you locked your keys in the car" Dark's voice echoes in my head again. This time the pain isn't from him. As I arrive at the bar I see my car. All I can do is lay my head on the window, and I decided to call Mark to come pick me up. 

"Hello? (Y/N)?" Mark sounds as if he had just woken up.

"Sorry if I'm waking you, but i kind of had a rough night last night, and I would appreciate it if you came and picked me up. Rusty Clam" I explain, and Mark hangs up. 

I sigh as I begin to hate myself for the idiotic things I do, the voice in my head is right. I miss Dark, he's rough, but loving. 

Mark arrives and as I get in, Jack gets out. "I'll get your car open, you just get home and wash that scent of rum off of you" he says with a smirk on his face, 

"Thanks Jacky" I say as Mark pulls away, heading back home.

"So, uh who's clothes are you wearing?" Mark asks me as we pull up to a red light.

"You know, I didn't ask. The guy just said I had ended up pouring wine all over myself. I kind of just wanted to leave his place as fast as possible" I explained as I looked down as my shaking hands. 

"He has sex with you, you were probably drunk and getting all touchy. He must have used you" Mark looks at me with a serious, yet worried expression.

"Dark told me not to go, I didn't listen" I said as I let out a slight laugh.

"Dark?" Mark doesn't understand, but of course he doesn't, why would he?

As we arrive at Mark's house I grab some old clothes I had left behind and head into the shower. For awhile I just stand there allowing water to pour down my body, then suddenly I feel what seems like a sting on my left shoulder. I scratch at it almost feeling like I'm ripping off skin. I finish up my shower, and get dressed. 

As I head out of the bathroom I immediately walk into someone, almost like hitting a brick wall. I look up to see Dark, his pale skin and wholesome black eyes looking down at me. His mood suddenly changes, and he pulls me out into the hallways slamming my face into the wall as he brings his mouth close to my ear. He begins to whisper. 

"You're mine, my slave. I own you, and I will drive you mad for as long as I live. You'll never had a peaceful day in your life (Y/N)!" 

I scream loudly.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" 

I open my eyes to see Mark at the end of the hallways looking at me concerned, and my face still against the wall. 

"Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me" I say as I look down at the floor.

"Maybe you should get some rest, I'll be outside with Jack if you need me" Mark says, and I just nod.

I head into Mark's room, I look down at my wrist as it begins to sting. I start to hyperventilate as I notice the letter D burned into my skin. "NO.. No way!"

I run out into the living room, and before I can head out the door I see someone outside with Jack and Mark. I peek through the window to see it's the guy from last night. I can hear what they're saying since the window is open, but I just don't want them to know I'm listening. As I sit under the window it seems as if their conversation just keeps getting louder. 

"Ethan! We told you to stay away from (Y/N)! Why did you do it? What is he paying you?" Jack screams with a furious tone in his voice

"A lot, and honestly I don't see why this girl is worth 40 grand" Ethan says with a slight chuckle afterwards.

"Well, Ethan I plan to make sure you don't come anywhere near her anymore" Mark says, and you can hear the anger in his voice as he almost growls. 

"If you interfere with my job Mark, I'll make sure her house along with yours burns to the ground" Ethan says, then I suddenly hear a car door shut.

As I hear foot steps coming toward me I immediately rush up off the floor and into the living room, jumping over the couch.

"Is Ethan.. a spy?" I ask myself as I look up at the ceiling.

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