(NSFW) The Obsession (Darkiplier x Depressed Reader) COMPLETED

Chapter 4, The Truth

I pack my bags and get one the plane. I hope I can see Mark... and if I am lucky enough maybe Dark.
As soon as I think of his name... Dark... I begin to drool. 'He is so hot... I wish I could be with him... But he could NEVER love me. I am too ugly for something that is smoking hawt.' I feel a tear drip down my cheek. I eventually fall asleep and have a dream... It goes...

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"Honey, wake up. I made you breakfast." I lean up and see Dark kneeling in front of me. I rub his member in his pants. He begins to moan and groan. He take off his pants and I touch his naked member. I stroke it and he moans even more than previously. I begin to lick the top of his member and he flinches. I stick it fully in my mouth and almost choke on it. He releases on my face and puts his pants back on.

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I see he made bacon, eggs, and pancakes, I feel him him wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I love you." He whispered in my ear.
I wake up from the dream and see that we are just landing. I get off the plane and I see Mark holding up a sign that says (Y/n) (l/n last name). I walk over and nicely say.
"Hello. I am (Y/n). I am 20 years old and Sky Media sent me." I politely say. I glance over his shoulder and see a shadow. I try to ignore it and quickly pay attention.
"Would you like me to get your bags?" He politely asks me.
"No thank you. I can do it. Thank you for asking tho!" I say to him.
I walk over and try to grab my bags. I feel like I have to look towards Mark. He looks like he is talking to the shadow. 'That's Dark.' Dark hits Mark and Mark looks... stunned. I walk back over to Mark with bags. The whole time I feel a pair of eyes looking up and down at me. Mark just acts like he didn't get hit. I try to ignore it the whole way to his home.
He is A LOT more quiet than usual.
"Mark? Are you okay? You seem very silent." I ask waiting for an answer from him.
"Yeah... I just feel... distracted." He says out loud.
"Is it my fault?" I ask him.
"No... It's my fault." I hear the first part but he mumbles the second part.
"Is it... Dark?" I ask him.
He looks surprised. 'Yup, I hit the nail right on the head.'
"No..." He mumbles.
"What?!" I ask him.
"NO!!" He yells. I feel hurt. I hate it when people yell at me. I look out the window and then pull up the arm of my sweatshirt...( YOU CAN WEAR MY SWEATSHIRT!!!*voicecrack*) I stare at my scars.
'I better hope Mark doesn't see this... It would be difficult to explain. Especially if I got caught cutting my arms.' I thought. Someone says my name talking me out of my thoughts.
"What?" I ask.
"I said, what made you get those scars." I feel a stab in my heart. I smile when I feel multiple tears run down my face.
"I...I got abused by my parents ever since I was a kid. I began to get cut by them and I guess I... I got uses to the abuse. I began to cut and eventually..."I trail off before continuing again. "I got depression. I got bullied and hit at school, so I kinda grew up with the pain. I found your channel from the help of my brother, and you always made me... Happy. It was my escape from reality. Then I saw the person I grew to adore. Your mixed personality... Darkiplier. He made me grow to obsess over him... Desire him... Be afraid to be without him... I still think over some of those things in my head... So yeah. I guess you now know my dark past." I finally finished talking.
I look over and see a tear drip down Mark's cheek. I whip it quickly.
"It's gotten better, I guess, but I don't need one of the kindest people to use pity on me. I knew how to get around some of it, so I am much better than my past." I tell him. I look in the back and see Dark. His jaw is dropped.
"Hi, Dark. You look nice as always." I saw before blushing.
" You can see me?" Dark asks me.
"Yeah, I have always been able to see, touch and feel ghosts, spirits, demons, ECT." I say. " Mark how long until we get there?" I ask him.
"THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!!!" A Little girl yells.
"Really, Lily? Aren't you supposed to be with Grandma, right now?" I ask her.
"Yeah, but this is the first time I've been out of heaven since my death." Lily says.
"Death?!" Mark questions. "And also, 5 minutes."
"Okay. My sister is... No. Was. 13 years old. She got killed by my father slipping a lot of drugs in my sister's drink. At the time I was 15 years old. Most of my injuries is from trying to save my younger siblings. There was 4 of us. My older brother, Me, Lily, and my dead brother Carter. My mom gave Carter food poisoning.  Tommy and I were the lucky ones and tried to protect our younger siblings from the pain best we could until their deaths. My mother and father never cared for Lily and Carter. I was accidental, and Tommy was planned. I still wish I could have protected my siblings... But I tried my best." I finish as we pull in the driveway. "Love you Lil Lily. Tell Grandma, Grandpa, and Carter that I love them. I hug her and she begins to fade away. "And tell me when you are going to show up. Thanks." I kiss Lily's cheek and she completely fades away. I get out and grab my bags. I walk into the house and take off my shoes...

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