Lost Girl (Markiplier x Reader) COMPLETED

Chapter 11: It's Not Your Fault Your This Way

I was looking out of the window, watching the shrubs of bushes pass by as we drove in the desert. Mark was concentrated on the road, his eyes mesmerized and his hands shaking briefly. He was still in shock of almost being shot by a gun, and then see this 'poor and shy' girl stop a bullet and then kill the woman who was going to shoot you. I remember when I first found my powers, that day was haunting, it still is to this day. I don't think Mark will ever forget that moment of being so close to death itself, it can forever change a person.

I would know.......I've been surrounded by death for a long time........

We've been driving for what seems like hours in silence, and I could feel the tension in the air. It was seeping out like gasoline, and I knew the moment someone opens their mouth, fire will spread throughout us and demolish everything in it's way. The both of us are feeling mixed emotions of anger, gratefulness, and confusion. I fucked up his life, but he fucked up my chance at freedom.

I don't even know what is going to come after this, we were literally driving in the middle of no where. We left the town right away, and are trying to avoid all population. I know at some point we are going to have to talk about this, and decide on what we can do. These people are stubborn, and persistent. They know Mark now, so he's involve with this bullshit that I'm stuck in.

I can't believe I actually thought that this nightmare will end......

I sighed, and whispered,"....sorry."

"The gesture is nice, but 'sorry' isn't going to fix all of this," Mark snapped." A little heads up of 'I have fucking powers, and psycho people are after me' would've have been very helpful. But NO you chose to be quiet, and lead them straight to my house. Thanks a lot, but this is all your fault!"

I turned towards Mark," My fault?! You tell them where at! You are like the rest. YOU LIE!"

"I didn't lie, you did! I was trying to be friendly, and let you stay at my house. How was I supposed to know that people were after you? You didn't want to talk, so that's on you, NOT ME!!!" Mark retorted.

"You say that you help me, but you ruined everything! You are liar!!!" I responded.

"I am helping you, aren't I?!" Mark said." I could've left your sorry ass back there, and let them take you back from where ever you came from, BUT because I am a decent human being, I took you with me. Now I'm a fucking fugitive, look at what being a good sport does. It leaves you to take care and babysit a DAMN MONSTER!!!"

My eyes grew wide at the word, and Mark eyes changed from anger to guilt.

It's not true.....

I pointed my hand towards the ground, and rolled my eyes back towards my head. My eyes were now white, and a giant spike penetrated the moving car and stopped it. I swung the door open, and slammed it shut with brutal force. I stomped away, tears prickling my eyes, and my breathing was heavy.

"(Y/N), wait! I'm sorry!!!" Mark said, chasing after me." I didn't mean it-"

"SHUT UP!!!!" I yelled at him.

liar................

Liar............................

LIAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed.

I fell to the ground on my knees, my hands digging in the dirt, sobbing uncontrollably. Black jagged spikes protruded from the ground, forming a circle with me in the middle. The glass from the car shattered, and I heard Mark screaming in pain.

"I want it to stop!!!!!!!!!" I begged." Make it stop-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"(Y/N)!!! You need to stop, I'm sorry!!!" Mark cried out." Please, I know you can, I believe in you!!!!!!"

I saw Mark, trying to get closer to me, reaching his hand out. His ears were bleeding and so were his nose. He fell, but kept dragging his body to me.

He was in pain, because of me....I need to stop............

He grabbed my hand, and everything stopped. The jagged black spikes retracted, and the spirals of dirt calmed. Mark embraced with a hug, and I shook.

"I-I'm sorry....so s-sorry....." I apologized, barely managing to get out.

"Hey, shhhh, it's okay," he reassured me." I got you, shhh, it's okay I got you."

I cried into Mark's arm, and he held me close to him. I've never felt affection before, just pain. This guy was different.

Mark was special........

***

We got back on the road, and I felt tired. It was night time now, and we were destined to run out of gas fuel soon. I glanced over at Mark, and saw him struggle to stay awake. His eyes would daze off, and then he would shake himself up, trying his best to not fall asleep while driving. I knew we couldn't keep this up much longer, we haven't ate and we were both exhausted.

"Mark," I said.

He sat up," Yeah?"

"Rest...we need rest," I told him.

"I know," he sighed." I think there's a small town near here, we can eat at a diner and find a hotel to sleep at."

"Okay...but, money?" I said, reminding him of the situation.

"I got some money in my account, we just got to be wise and try to be cheap on what we get," he stated.

I nodded, and stayed silent. Mark looked over, and grabbed my hand. I hesitated into the touch, but let him rest his hand.

"I'm sorry about earlier...I just can get heated up in the moment," he said." I lost everything, and now I have to live in fear. You don't-oh...."

I looked away, knowing the end of that sentence. It was unintentional anyway, we just don't know each other that well.

"I understand....I know what I am, just don't like being reminded....." I whispered.

"Hey, come on now," he said in a sad tone." You're not what other people say you are. Don't let them define you."

"You said it.....it's true," I spoke out. " It's my fault, I hurt people, so they hurt me."

"You've been through a lot, it's not your fault you're like this," he exclaimed.

I faced the window again, and Mark didn't say anything after that.

What he doesn't know.........it actually is.........