Please Don't Leave (Markiplier x Suicidal/Depressed Female Reader)

Day 57

I open my eyes to Mark screaming angrily at the computer. I sit up slowly, reaching up and rubbing my eyes.

"FUCKING CHRIST YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!" He screams, then a loud thump.

Recording Getting Over It again, huh?

I get up out of the bed, and notice I'm actually nude. I look down and sigh a bit, and walk to the dresser, to grab my clothes. My face lights up a little when I remember last night, but I don't put too much thought to it, until I remember I could be pregnant. I pause for a second, but I continue to put on my clothes. I slip on my panties, bra, and one of my favorite sets of clothes before applying the same scar cream on my body.

They disgust me, what I did to myself. Cutting never helped, all it did was make more insecurities, and I'm happy I'm done doing that. I walk down stairs, away from the screams of angry agony, and I pause at the end of the stairs... Ringing...

I decide to go back up the stairs, something about downstairs is so unsettling.  Mark walks out of the room, his hair is everywhere and he's wearing his usual glasses. I look over, and smile at him, knowing he won't smile back cause of how angry he is. He lets out a deep sigh, and walks over to me and hugs me tightly.

"Don't turn into bitch like my useless mouse." Mark says, and I giggle softly, hugging him back.

"Don't worry hun, I am already a bitch and useless. So hate me."

"At least you'd probably be able to move a fuckin' sledge hammer correctly.. But I couldn't hate you, plus you're neither of those. If you were I wouldn't be with you right now."

"I guess you're right." I say. "You wanna take a break from that?" I look up at him, with a smile and he smiles back.

"Too be honest it'd be better if I did." Mark says, and takes a step away from me, leaving the hug. 

"Alright, I'm gonna go to the bathroom first." I say, getting onto my toes and kissing his nose softly, before walking past him and to the bathroom.

He leaves downstairs, as I walk over and look into my reflection after shutting the door, of course I'm in the bedroom bathroom, so I stand over a tint of red. I glance down at it, and frown, and as I look up, it looks dark around me, ringing, red and blue.

He sings his rings of melodies into my ears, compliments to try to deceive me. He leans over from behind me, and whispers into my ear.

"I've loved you more then he could ever, (Y/N)--"

"Would you like fuck off for once? It's like you're following me everywhere. You're not even scary anymore, you're just annoying." I turn around and look at him. "At least Mark would put an effort into making you scary to the internet."

He frowns, his brow furrowing angrily and the ringing in my ears become more discomforting, painful. "You want something scary, do you? After all I can give you anything... and clearly that's what you want.." He gives me this sharp toothed grin, glitching away and the darkness around me disappears as he does, with the ringing.

I pause. 

Did I just do something terribly bad?

I run out of the bathroom, bedroom, and down the stairs. 

"Mark!" I yelp, as I run into the Kitchen and to Mark.

Mark turns around to look at me, and I practically collapse into him, him wrapping his arms around me so I don't bounce back and fall.

"Jesus (Y/N), Are you okay?" He asks, l look up at him, and down.

Brown Eyes, A shadow..

I let out a relieved sigh, and I rest my forehead onto his chest.

"What's wrong?"

I look up at him as he asks again.

"...Mark.. D-Dark showed up, and--" I shush him so he doesn't start blabbering. "So far he's always been showing up, and it's been getting annoying. So I told him, and now I just think he's gonna be trying to do terrible things.." I pause as he stares at me.

I probably disappointed him, 'cause of how stupid I was to tempt Dark. I'm an idiot, a complete idiot...

"It's okay, (Y/N). Either way, I'll protect you from him." Mark says, giving me a comforting smile as I smile back.

"Thank you Mark." I say, and I resume hugging him a bit tightly.

"...I... I know you told me you didn't want breakfast anymore, but I want to cook something.. For you and me... Is that okay...?" He asks. "I haven't seen you eat lately.. It's starting to worry me." He says, and I pause.

There's a moment of silence, I am pretty hungry.. I decide to ignore my thoughts, even though they'll make me regret it later.

"Sure, Thank you Mark." I lean up and kiss him softly onto the lips, before we let eachother go and Mark smiles.

"No problem, you can wait at the dining table if you need." Mark says, and so I do, sitting down as he starts cooking.

My mind traces back to the first day I met him..

His smile.. How oblivious he was; was oddly adorable to me, it made him a lot more.. Someone I wouldn't worry about if I died. But now that he knows so much, Chris, my dad.. And now that I know Dark... Dark...

I shake my head, but it only traces itself back to when he took me, when I killed my father even. Dark was there.

It could be that he's trying to get me to like him cause he's around so much, Or.. What if he's always been around? In my thoughts, in my dreams.. Was he the one who pushed me to the idea of executing my dad? I remember the screams, my fingers begin to tap on the table as I lower my head down.

The screams.....

Mark sets the plate of food in front of me, and sits down across from me. The rest of the day, Is a normal day. And I couldn't be happier.