Adopted By Markiplier

Chapter 32- The Terrible Memory

Sam's POV

Ashley and I head back to our pick up spot waiting for Mark to pick us up. Luckily Mark pick us up, once Ash and I are in the car, I seem to spot Achan in the parking lot. I don't like it where this is going. Even as Mark driving to drop Ash home, I look behind which I spot a silver car following us.

"Mark, can we take a long path to drop Ash off? I feel like the silver car is following us," I said nervously.

"I feel the same," Ash agreed.

"I agree with you two," he agreed and drives on the highway path just to get the silver car off of our tail. It took us about 10 minutes or less to lose them, which I feel so relief. I sit back and have a nice conversation with Ash.

~Time Skip~

After we drop Ash off home and arrive home. I grab a laptop and watch some Mark's videos on YouTube. While watching a video I hear a female voice which I believe is Amy talking to Mark. I listen to their conversation while staring at the laptop screen. It's really hard to listening the video and the conversation at the same time, but I manage to tackle the difficulties.

"How are going to tell Sam about us?" Mark asked.

"We should tell her, I'm sure she'll be okay with it," she replied.

I took a minute to think, looking back at my former family, the only real family I have are Mary and James. Suddenly I begin to remember what Achan told me what he did to them and then the tragedy image appear in my mind that I begin to freak out as I push the laptop off the couch and begin to vomit.

Mark's POV

Amy and I stop the middle of our conversation as we heard Sam scream. My heart begins to pound hard as I thought that Sam is in trouble. We both dash to the living room, only to find Sam curl like a ball on the floor crying.

"Oh my gawd..." Amy whispered in shock.

I notice that she vomit on the floor. Amy and I look at each other and slowly approach her so we don't scare her. "Sam," I called out in a whisper tone. I try to comfort her once I got close to her, but she aggressively shoves me far from her.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" she sobbed. I was shock and heartbroken. If I ever find that son of a bitch, I'm going to beat the shit out of him.

"I'm sorry," she sobbed.

"Sam..." I look at her.

"I'm sorry," she said again.

"It's okay Sam," I said to her softly, but she keeps repeating the words "I'm sorry" over and over. Amy slowly approaches Sam. My heart begins to beat a little faster, I hope Sam doesn't shove or hurt Amy.

"Are you okay Sam?" she asked.

Sam didn't reply. As Amy is about to comfort her, she instantly hug Amy by the surprise. Amy was shock but she hugs Sam tight like a protective mother. I walk toward them and hug them both tight. These three girls (A.N: Chica the dog of course I can't exclude Chica! She's so cute!) are the spark of my life. If anything happens to one of them, I'll hunt them down and make sure that they'll regret.