Picking Up the Pieces (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 26

"Thanks Tasha." I heard the voice of my boyfriend say before hearing the door close. My drunk self was already in the bed, waiting for Mark to join. I popped two pills into my mouth a sipped on some water that was on my bedside.

"Maaaaaaark~" I whined and put down the glass.

"Yes baby?" I felt a part of the bed deepen, meaning Mark got in it.

"I wan-" I burped and giggled. "I wanna do somethin' fun..." I said. I got up from my pillow and crawled behind Mark, wrapping my arms around him.

"What do you mean by fun?" His voice became quiet and husk as my face got closer to his. Placing my hand on the side of his cheek, I placed a kiss on the cheek near my lips.

"Let's play a game with our bodies~" My body moved over and I was now sitting on his lap, his chest on mine. "Let's play puzzle and connect our bodies together." My hand fell to his sweatpants, undoing the knot he did. Mark huffed.

"Explain please." His rough whispered in my ear and laid me down on the bed, lacing our hands together. Mark's face was only inches away.

"I want you to be mine. Be mine please."

"I'm already yours, (Y/N)." His chocolate orbs connected with mine.

"Then prove it." I looked back with my slanted eyes and a little smug smirk. Mark huffed again, a smirk forming on his face, before grabbing the him of my shirt.

"My pleasure." He said and connected our lips, holding for a good few seconds for air. The second kiss was deeper and more passionate than before, and it's what I've longed. Slowly, he pulled up my shirt before stopping and pulling back from the kiss.

"Wait, you're drunk." He commented and got off my body. "I don't want to feel like I'm take advantage of you, (Y/N)." I pouted and turned my head.

"But hey," He said and I looked over at his direction. Mark placed a small peck on my lips.

"That doesn't mean I don't want to cuddle with you." He wrapped his arm around me and held close to his body. My eyes slowly closing, feeling his warn body heart on my back.

"I love you." I mumbled before falling asleep.

"Love you too."

*Tasha's P.O.V*

After the party, Mark, (Y/N) and I went back to the couple's house and I had to help Mark put the extremely drunk (Y/N) back into her bed. I, being the good best friend I am, took off the face paint that was starting to peel and put her into sweatpants and a tank top.

Mark said thank you and closed the door, so I went downstairs. I took off my dress, took off the face paint, and put on some clothes before grabbing a blanket and pillow and jumping onto the couch.

I couldn't sleep immediately. Actually, I couldn't sleep at all. One, because I'm still awake from the party, and two, too many images are running though my mind. Pictures of Ethan and I were flying through my head, even though I wanted to sleep so badly.

The picture from the school's dance, the picture from graduation, all the way till a recent picture I took of us when we were just chilling on the couch. All those memories are all of a sudden coming back to me, but right now, it's not needed.

Now, everything has gone to shit. I just had to go and fuck it up, didn't I? I  had to pisses him off to the point where he left me. He was my everything I wanted, everything I lived for.

And now, he's gone.

Without Ethan, I don't feel the same and it's pissing me off. But I have to live with it now. I have no choice. How am I supposed to make money? There are no jobs for hiring near by. What am I supposed to do now? There was only one option, but I must be insane to go though with the plan.

Or maybe I don't have to be insane....

I turned over and grabbed my phone that was charging.

2:37 a.m.

Was I sleeping? Or was I actually awake for several hours? I shook my head and got up, rubbing my eyes. I folded up my blanket and went up to the washroom with my bag.

I stripped down to my clothes and checked in my bag, finding some extremely short and tight pink booty shorts. 'I totally forgot I owned these...' I took out a black crop top and put it on, stuffing my bra with some tolite paper to make it look like my tits are big. I took out (Y/N)'s flat iron, flat iron my hair, put it up into two pig tails and gelled down my edges.

I took some of (Y/N)'s hot pink lipstick and put it on, putting on some of her perfume as well. Checking myself out a few more times, I was ready to go. Creeping back downstairs, I put on (Y/N)'s black heels and grabbed my phone and purse, ready to become a prostitute. I sighed, placed on my black face mask and left the house, running up to the nearest bus stop.

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"Aye mami. Why don't you bring those fine legs over here?" Men cat called from all directions. I was in the "bad" part of town. "Where all the gangs and strippers are" part of town. I would say that it disturbs me greatly, but I'm from this part of town. Born and raised over here until my family moved and I met Ethan. I sighed, leaning against the wall of a strip club.

"Hey there sweet thing." A man, clearly drunk, came up and placed his hand on my waist. "Why don't you came with me to my-" I stopped him from coming any closer by pulling out my sharp pocket kinfe. He quickly got his hands off me and went his way. Few minutes later, another man came up to me, but this one looked interesting.

"Well hello there, beautiful." The well grommed light skinned man with slicked back hair said and placed his forearm on the wall.

"500. Pay up or leave." I said. He pulled up a bundle of money and put it into my shorts. I took the money and started counting.

"How may I help you?" I asked and faced him.

"You don't look like you belong out here on these streets."

"I could say the same thing to you," I repiled. "I lived on these streets. What's it to you?"

"I have people over here. And maybe," He came closer to me, his hot breath on my neck. It tingles. A similar sensation that Ethan gave off. 'But he isn't Ethan...'

"You want to be one of my people." He said before leaving a peck on my neck. I exhaled, letting him have his way. I don't know why, but I feel like he's something similar to the original. He then placed a kiss on the same spot, making me exhale sharply again.

"You like that?" He hummed into my ear and one of his hand fell onto my inner thigh, caressing it lightly. I nodded.

"Let's move to my place and get to know each other some more." He grabbed my hand and led me to his car.

(AN: Proper AN in the next chapter.)