Fixing Me ~ Markiplier x Reader

You'll be Okay ♡

Maybe i shouldn't run away from my problems. Maybe i should stick around and see what comes out of it. But maybe's don't work for me.
I keep walking, then i hear footsteps behind me, meaning Mark. I quickly break into a sprint, wanting to get away from them even for the time being.
I fucked up.
He won't for- no, he can not forgive. I will just hurt him again.
And again. And again. It is all i ever do, so, here i am running. Yet again. I love him. But, I still believe i will break him. No, i know that i will. That is what i do.
Especially to people i love.
I take a shaky voice as i continue to run, adrenaline pumping through my veins, letting me run faster. I still hear his foots hitting the pavement, but they begin to slow up, i begin to think i won then realize.
Car.
I keep bolting, taking a turn before running down that street to make another turn, hoping to lose him even if he went back and got the car. I feel the adrenaline soon leave my body, and i ease up, slowing myself to a jog then a walk. Panting like crazy, especially in my jacket. I gulp, trying to catch my breath. I take another turn and get around, walking down the small, quiet and narrow street before turning right for a dead end and some overgrown grass on the left of the dead-end. I walk into the grass, taking deep breaths, nearly catching my breath. I get to the other side and am in a more road like street, taking a seat on the pavement. My legs crossed and i pull out my phone, and earplugs to plug them in. I do so and put one in my right ear, taking a deep breath and sigh softly.
You are a fuckup.
I push it away and focus on the song, closing my eyes, looking down, my head in my hands. My feet hurting, my body aching but mostly my heart hurting and aching.
"I have officially fucked up..."

I sit there for half an hour before walking around for ten minutes before heading home. Both earplugs in, listening to the soothing voice of a band leader. Wanting a bath, still kind of sore too, just wanting home and sleep.

Unlike all the books and movies i know or seen, it didn't turn out that my prince was waiting there for me, before pulling me into his warm arms.
I didn't see my best friend there, waiting to insult me and then tell me she loves me.
I didn't have anyone there. Alone. But i have gotten use to that by now. I get into my house, no problems and no, no one was inside waiting or hiding. It was just me.

Next Morning
I roll out of my warm bed, to the coldish floor. Not caring. I finally sit up and grab my phone, youtube notications and that is about it, i stand up. I begin to stretch before i head to the kitchen, i grab some juice and have a little before placing that back and heading to the couch, but i stop and grab my guitar and music book, opening the front door and walking out. I sit out there, my guitar placed across my sitting body and i turn to a random page before strumming the few chords, then after a bit, i begin to sing the lyrics.
"Ohh..."

Time passes by, and i am making adjustments to the stuff i am working on, looking up every now and then before i really got involved and forgot about anything or anybody else.
"She sits up high surrounded by the sun..."
I then stop, running inside and grab my laptop, before placing it outside. I might as well actually practice recording it, i begin again.
"She sits up high surrounded by the sun."

I go through the song, attempting to hit all the notes and hope i do.

" only said it because I know what it's like to feel...
Burned down
It gets you down."
I sing, getting loud enough for my mic to pick up.
"But tonight, I'll make you feel beautiful once again..."

"I'll put your body to the test with mine
This love was out of control..."
I sing, forgetting everything else.
"If I were you, I'd put that away
See, you're just wasted
And thinking about the past again..."
This is where i try to hit the note, putting as much emotion as i can.
"Darling, you'll be okay...!"
Hope i did that right.
"And she says..."

I finish it, and taking a deep breath before hitting to end the recording. Then, i hear clapping. I look up.
"Looks like you did follow me..." i laugh, trying to make it light.
"Well sorta..."
I smile and laugh, before i remember he hesrd that.
"Oh... uh, please tell me you didn't hear all of that..."
"Nahh," that calms me till "i heard most of it."
"Yeah, okay Mark." I roll my eyes, putting my guitar down now. "So, what do you want?"
"Well, before you took off.."

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