Chapter 19

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Yo I'm back. Did ya miss me? (I already know the answer and it's no). Also I just realised I left you with the cliffhanger of Tyler's potential death and that would have been so mean of me had people actually read this story :p

"This is my fault..." Jack mumbled as he sat down beside Chase, wrapping an arm around his skinny frame. "Anti proposed a deal. He said he'd let Mark kill him if he could kill Tyler. I said no but Mark agreed to it like an idiot. I should- I should have stopped him or something."

"It's Mark's fault then," Chase whispered, placing a hand on top of Tyler's. His son was lying in front of him, pale as a corpse. His eyes were shut and there was a thick bandage around his neck. His chest was rising and falling at a slow pace, a sign that he was alive but weak. "If he was the one to agree to it."

"Well, yeah... but I was there. I could have-" Chase shook his head.

"There was nothing you could do. It's over now and he's okay; that's all that matters."

"I suppose..."

"Don't beat yourself up over it."

"I can't help it though. I was there... I could have have done something! What if-"

"Try not to focus on the 'what if's. I know it's hard but they just make things worse. You can't change what happened and we can only hope Tyler is okay."

"I hope so. If he-"

"The doctor said he would be okay, didn't he? You trust him, right?"

"Of course, I just-"

"Then shut up. He'll be alright." Jack sighed, glancing down at Chase's hand on top of his son's. He smiled ever so slightly, just hoping Chase was right and they'd all come out closer after everything that had happened.

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They were on the verge of getting kicked out because there were so many of them. Everyone (even Ethan) had come to visit Tyler who was sitting up in bed, awake. They were surrounding the bed and, although it was slightly overwhelming, Tyler loved it.

They were all just discussing how relieved they were that Tyler was alive until Ethan changed the subject. "I seem to remember a certain deal we had..." He was wearing a cheeky grin on his face, like he knew Markiplier had lied to him about the feelings.

"Eden-"

"Ethan."

"Ethan," Markiplier corrected. "That was just-"

"But you promised!" Ethan whined, like a little kid. He pouted and looked at Markiplier with puppy dog eyes.

"Fuck it..." Markiplier mumbled, turning to face Jackieboy Man who had no idea what was going on. He placed his hands on the hero's cheeks before pressing their lips together. Jackieboy Man didn't even respond, out of shock. It took him a few seconds to even comprehend what was happening. Then Markiplier was pulling away and it all seemed too soon.

"Yes!" Ethan yelled, his phone in his hands. Markiplier's eyes widened and he reached to snatch the phone off of the other man but missed. "This is so going on my blog!" He then raced out of the room, Markiplier on his tail.

"You little shit! Delete it! Delete it now!"

"Never!" Ethan was laughing hysterically as he ran and clicked post at the same time. "Done!"

"You fucking-" Markiplier started but he cut himself off with a small chuckle.

"You're welcome. I bet people will just think I'm a wiz at Photoshop which I kind of am anyway."

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