Fixing Me ~ Markiplier x Reader

Problems & Uploads

I run into the house, slamming the door behind me as I quickly lock it before running into my bedroom door, shaking. I throw my jacket off, leaving me in my black skinny jeans and a black tank top. I run right hand through my hair, upset and stressed.
Why did I start that fight?

Marks POV
She rushes out the door, and I sigh as I hear it shut and her skateboard hit the pavement. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down as I go to the kitchen, grabbing my phone off the bench.
Why did I start that fight?

I lie on my bed, looking up at the ceiling, it has been an hour now and I miss her so much.
"Fuck."

The hate was getting worse, I didn't understand what the big deal was. They should want her and I happy if they care about me and my health.
And then we just had to have a fight about god knows what, so, that pushed us both over the edge and to boiling point.
"It isn't my fault Mark!" She tells me, as we begin to talk louder.
"I didn't say it was!" I say back as we stand in front of one another.
"Well, maybe it fucking is! Because I am a ruined girl that is pathetic and shouldn't be here!" She begins to break down, and I try to move closer but she steps back "I will break you... And you deserve better!"
No... no-no!
"No! Never think that!" I hold her hand, and she looks at me.
She goes to talk, but stops.
"Tell me." I smile weakly at her, curious and nervous.
"I can't do this..." She says "And I am sorry that it is my fault!"
She begins to walk out the door but I grab a hold off her arm, a bit far up and she winces and I let go quickly as she nods before she walks out the door.

I feel like I can't even sleep, eat or anything without knowing she is okay. I grab my phone to text her, but know that she might get angry so I place it back down.
"Tomorrow..." I say, sighing, rolling over to try and get some sleep.
We were okay even with hate but that fight about something so minor... why?

I wake up through the night, feeling that she isn't here and I sigh again before grabbing my phone from the bedside table to check the time- 1:27am. Then, I see something that catches my eye-- she uploaded, at 12:54am. I think if I should click it, and decide too.
"I'm not the face with secrets. Too scared to read your mind, 'Cause when your life's on the table..." I hear her sing, and I begin to wonder how she always sounds so amazing and magnificent "Then there is not much left to hide..."

She continues and I just watch her singing softly, but I see all the emotion in her voice.
"I'm not sick with depression
I just have all the symptoms
And all the questions
My thoughts can't stabilize
Feeling I can't verbalize..."
I still wonder how she thinks that she can't sing.
"And all you have to say
Is that it's gonna get better
It's gonna get better..."
I listen to her, the lyrics and everything- she truly loves music.
"But it never does and all..."

She finishes and I smile, as I click the description of it.
'Heyy Guys, so, I had a bad day. And needed a song to get some emotions out and a lot of you wanted to hear my cover of this so here it is and hope you enjoy!! Stay Strong~ x '
Even when she feels shit, she still puts stuff out that people love to hear from her... She is so selfless but I have heard her listening to that song so I guess it wasn't too bad. I looked at some off the comments, some hate about her, or about us but majority was good feedback or compliments, I looked through them and liked some, and loved some before I shut my phone off, wondering if she is awake still as I go to our messages and take a deep breath before I exit it and replay her cover, leaving it on charge as I roll over the other side and falling asleep easier then before.
I miss you Y/n.

Was gonna use bleachless, but most of this chapter I was listening to "The way she feels" so maybe put that in later.

And I couldn't think of what went wrong so.... I didnt name it. Hahaha.
**brofists** 👊