This Wasn't Supposed to Happen (A Markiplier Fanfiction)

Lies (Plus A Little Surprise!)

Mark’s Point of View

‘Smooth, dumb ass. Way to ruin your chance of making up with her.’ I think to myself as I make my slow drive back home.

“How could I have possibly have fucked up THIS bad?” I say to myself, trying to rethink about how I could have actually fixed this problem and not have fucked it up even more.

‘Well for starters, you probably shouldn’t have kissed her…’ My conscious tells me, and I ponder on that thought for a moment.

Because no.

That wasn’t a mistake.

I kissed Ruby, and I liked it.

As I thought these things, I pulled up to my apartment building. I walked into my apartment, and just sat down on the couch, thinking about what I could possibly do to get my mind off of today. That’s when I was interrupted by my phone vibrating in my pocket.

Emma: So…

Mark: So…?

Emma: Did you apologize to Ruby?

I pondered on how I should respond to that question.

Mark: Yeah. Everything is fine now. No need to worry about it baby.

Emma: Good! I gotta go. I love you.

I pondered on how I should respond to that too… Do I really love her?

Mark: I love you too.

And then the conversation ended. Now, did I love Emma? Well, I honestly didn’t know. I mean, I have a lot of strong feelings for Emma, but when I kissed Ruby, I felt something that I didn’t feel when I kissed Emma.

You know how in those fanfictions people write, they always describe a kiss as like ‘fireworks’ going off in your mind, and it just felt right? Well, I always thought that was just something people wrote to make the kiss seem more passionate. But it was true.

That same weird firework feeling people describe is real. And I know, because I felt it when I kissed Ruby. I didn’t get that when I kissed Emma. Sure, I thought I had felt something before, but I was wrong. That was nothing.

“Damn…” I mumble under my breathe as I lay down on the couch, thinking about everything that had had happened during this short period of time.

“Who would have thought I could make shit worse in a matter of a few minutes…” I say to myself as I close my eyes, feeling my eyelids get heavy. And it wasn’t long before I was out like a light.

Ruby’s Point of View

‘Why?’ I ask my brain as I pace behind the counter of the restaurant. ‘Why did I have to feel something when Mark kissed me?’

I was so completely zoned out in my thoughts, I didn’t even know there was something waiting at the counter.

“Oh my goodness, I am so sorry.” I say to the woman at the counter, and she just smiles at me.

“Don’t sweat it! We all have those days.” She says, and I’m thankful that this woman was understanding. Sometimes people think just because you work in a restaurant, you can treat them like shit. Restaurants actually pay pretty damn well, and we have feelings too.

I took the womans order, and when she handed me a twenty and told me to keep the change, I couldn’t help but smile.

“Thank you Ma’am. That is very generous.” I say, admiring my fifteen dollar tip.