Picking Up the Pieces (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 22

Waking up to Mark's yelling, I searched around the room to see it was night time and the fact the TV was off and I was covered in a blanket. I guess Mark stopped for a while and did this. And also, I guess the pills work because I didn't wake up at all. That's a plus.

I got up from the couch, folded the blanket, turned on some of the lights so it wasn't dark and looked at what time it was.

8:37 p.m.

'Damn, I slept for a long while....' I thought as I streched. 'And now I'm hungry...' See as if I was still in jeans and a sweater, I quickly, but quietly, went upstairs, grabbed some clothes and put them on.

Coming back downstairs, I planned out what I was going to cook for dinner, and well, it was fried rice. I went over to grab my phone for music and turned it on while making my way to the kitchen. When I turned on my phone, I got a email from '24News'.

"The hell?" I mumbled and turned on the burner, grabbing the wok from the cabinet. I opened the email at the same time and started reading. Why would a news station want me on thier show? Nevermind that, how did they get my email? 'Whatever...' I opened up the email and it read:

Hello (Y/N),

For the past four months, we were on the case of your disappearance and helping the police resuce you. Now that you're safe and well, on behalf of the 24News staff, I would like to invite you to have an interview with us about your journey. All we request is 30 minutes of your time on any day you're free.

We completely understand if you don't want to do the interview, but if other wise, please RSVP at 24News@gmail.com.

Best wishes,
Sandra Carrel,
24News staff

"A interview. Huh...." I said as I started to cut up some onions. What do they want to know about my troublesome life? What do they want to know and haven't different people in the same situation been interviewed?

I kissed my teeth, leaving all these thought for later. I closed out of that app, opened up my music app and pressed shuffle, making 'Scheiße' by Lady Gaga come up. (Y'all probably don't know this song, but I swear to God, it will make you dance. Even if you didn't want to.)

'Maybe I should do the interview so I could get my story out? But then I'll drag a unwanted spotlight shined on me and I'll be all over social media and everyone from my past will come search for me....Mom would have been worried...maybe....'

I then heard thumps coming from the staircase, followed by a dancing brown floof entering the kitchen.

"I wish that I could dance on a single fare." He sang, off key, while snatching a peice of cut carrots. I chuckled and grove along side with him. "I wish I could be strong without somebody there~"

"Hello beautiful." He said and placed a kiss on my cheek. Mark then went over to the fridge and grabbed a water bottle, sipping on it.

"Hello handsome. Guess what?" He raised his eyebrow to show that he was listening.

"I got a email from 24News, saying they want me to do an interview."