Can You See Me? | Markiplier X Reader

Thirty-Three | You Didn't Know

Hey guys!!
I just wanted to thank you all for 18.3K reads. Ya'll are the best. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter that many of you have been asking about for a while now.

~Galaxy

P.S. -- F/c = Favorite Color
F/s = Favorite Song
M/n = Middle Name

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Ethan's POV

The entire class time I can't even focus on anything that's even going on. I'm too angry, sad, and hurt about what happened.

What does he have that I don't?

Y/n and I have been really close friends for so long and I thought we had something special.
Something that would one blossom into a beautiful flower.
I've imagined the day I would propose to her....And now I can't.
Mark has swooped in and stolen the love of my life from me.
He hasn't even known her that long and has already scored a date. How?

Maybe because Mark's nicer than I am. He's got a big house, a dog, a future he can see for himself. All I have is a small apartment. I'm in college for a reason that I don't even know.
I'm failing all of my classes.
The only thing I have to fall back on is YouTube.

I sigh.
Turning to my left I see Y/n in a daze. She has a huge smile on her face as her chin rests in her palm.

I wish the thought of going out with me made her that happy.

My chest tightens and I choke back my tears. I force myself to turn my head away from her.
All of my attention goes into staring at the floor. Thoughts won't stop swirling around in my head.

Why would I ever think I had a chance? Y/n is beautiful, sweet, smart; everything a guy is looking for.
And I'm not what she's looking for.

A paper lands on my desk.
Looking up, the professor gives me a smile before walking over to the next person.
My gaze turns back down to my paper. It's a test. My mood worsens as I see the grade.
Fifty-Two.
I know the answers to all these problems, but just can't seem to get them down on paper properly.
Written in red is 'Please see me after class.' I roll my eyes.

Mark is smarter than me.
He's just better than me.
WHY?!
WHY CAN'T I BE THE ONE SHE WANTS TO BE WITH?!

My sadness turns into pure anger and I feel a tap on my shoulder, bringing me out of my trance.
I look over to the guy on the other side of me who looks concerned.
"Are you alright man?" He whispers.
"I'm fine." I aggressively reply.
"Are you sure? Your hand looks pretty wicked."
Moving my gaze to my hand I see that I've broken my pencil in half. For some reason blood also slowly drips onto the desk.
Letting go of the pencil I see that when it snapped pieces when into my hand.
"Class dismissed!" The Professor shouts and everyone starts to get up from their seats and rush to the door.
"What's your next class?" Y/n asks.
"My next class is in an hour." I say with no emotion.
She nods and turns away from me.
"Well I have to get to history. Catch ya' later!" She says before slowly making her way out the room.
After she's left I stand from my seat and wipe my bloody palm on my pants. I could care less about it at the moment.
I then make my way down to the Professor who sits at her desk waiting for me.
"Ethan," She starts and I can already tell where this is going.
"You haven't been doing well on any of the tests. I'm worried you won't pass the exam." She says.
"I don't plan on taking the exam." I say.
She sends me a confused expression.
"I'm dropping out." I tell her.
Her eyes widen.
"Why on earth would you do such a thing?" She asks, baffled.
"Because I'm not smart enough." I point out the obvious.
"Ethan you are-"
"I have to go now." I cut her off and leave.

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Parking my car I just sit and stare at the large house.
Anger is all that drives me now.
Getting out, I head to the front door and begin to pound on it.
It opens up to reveal a confused looking Mark.
"Ethan? What are you-"
"So you asked her on a date." I cut him off immediately.
"What?" He asks.
"Don't play dumb!" I shout whole poking his chest.
He slowly backs into his house where I follow.
"Y/n? Yeah." He says.
"Why?!" I ask.
"Because I like her?" He's still confused.
"I WAS GOING TO ASK HER OUT AND THEN YOUR PERFECT SELF WALTZ'S INTO THE PICTURE AND RUINS EVERYTHING!!!" I scream.
"Ethan, I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"I'VE WORKED SO HARD TO GET TO THE PLACE I WAS WITH HER AND THEN YOU DO NOTHING AND GET EVERYTHING I HAVE DREAMED FOR!!!"
Mark continues to back up and I continue to walk toward him.
"It's only just a date." He tells me.
"Only just a date?" I whisper in disbelief.
"ONLY JUST A DATE?!"
He looks a bit frightened.
"I'VE BEEN TRYING TO GET 'ONLY JUST A DATE' LONGER THAN YOU'VE KNOWN HER!"
Mark stops in place making me almost bump into him.
"Calm down Ethan. There are other girls. Who knows, I might even mess up things with her."
I roll my eyes.
"Do you even know anything about her?" I ask.
"Well-"
"What's  her favorite color?"
"I-"
"F/c. What's her favorite song?"
"Well we-"
"F/s. What is her middle name?"
"I haven't as-"
"M/n!" I shout.
"YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT HER!"
Mark opens his mouth to say something, but I keep going.
"NOT HER FAVORITE COLOR, SONG, HER MIDDLE NAME, NOT EVEN THE FACT THAT SHE'S BLIND!!!"
My eyes widen at what I just said.
I throw my hands over my mouth in shock at myself.

What did I just say.

"What?" Mark asks confused.

It's too late to go back now.

"She's blind and you didn't even know." And with that I turn and walk out the door, slamming it behind me.

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Bet you didn't expect that!
This is how I've planned this to go since before I even published the first chapter.
It always made me smile when people would ask 'When is she going to tell Mark?' because she doesn't tell Mark.
I can't believe no one really guessed that this would happen.
Well I hoped you enjoyed this chapter.
If you did please vote and comment how shocked you are.
See ya' in the next chapter.
~Galaxy