Markiplier's Darker Side

Chapter 2

Mark's POV

I'm shaking as I twitch uncontrollably. I shut my eyes trying to think of something else, anything really just to stop the twitching. I think about the games I play but they're all scary, or I act creepy in them. I think about Wade, but that just makes me pissed off and mad. I think about Bob, the twitching started to be less frequent. I think about Yami, and the twitching stops abruptly but I'm still shaking. I open my eyes as I try to not smile just in case it's a trap.

Everything becomes quiet. I even stop shaking as I hear a knock on my door. Oh no... I think to myself as I start to shake again. I just hope they go away. I don't want anyone to see me... Mainly because it might set 'Him' off again... I shut my eyes again as the twitches return.

Suddenly stop twitching and shaking as I feel my weaker self rise to the surface for the first time in a long while. I can feel my boundaries break down as I become weaker. I slump weakly against the wall, and I can feel tears falling down my cheeks. I'm so scared...

"Pl-please... help me..." I say quietly before darkness surrounds me.

Aaron's POV

I knocked again before I turned the handle and opened the door. It was dark, and it felt like there was a dark secret hiding in the dark. I shut the door behind me. "Ma'k?" I kinda yelled out. I didn't hear anything in return. I climbed up the stairs both looking for Mark and checking out his house. I came to a door which looked like it had claw marks on it.

"What the hell?" I said out loud. I tentatively walked to the door, and slowly pushed seeing as it was already open.

"Ma'k?" I questioned quietly. I looked around the room before I stopped. I just stared at Mark. He was shaking and twitching ever so slightly. He was wrapped tightly in his blanket and holding onto Tiny Box Tim like he'd die if he didn't.

He looked at me. His dark, soulless looking eyes stared into my very soul. Suddenly he stopped shaking and twitching as he slumped against the wall. He looked at me again with tears falling down his cheeks, looking more scared then I've ever seen him before. "Pl-please... help me..." He says before he falls to his side.

"Ma'k!?" I cry out as I rush over to him. I check his pulse to make sure he's not dying or anything like that. I yelp as he suddenly grabs my hand and holds it tightly against his chest. I pick him up and pull him onto my lap. He lets go of my hand and wraps his arms around my waist as his head snugged into my neck, his faux hawk tickling my neck.

I can feel my shirt starting to get wet from his tears. I hesitantly wrapped my arms around Mark. "Ma'k?" I asked quietly. He just hugged me tighter as sobs began to severely rake over his body.

"Pl-pl-please... I'm- I'm so sca-scared..." Mark said softly. He looked so broken down and vulnerable.

"Ma'k... Ma'k what happened? Why are you like this?" I asked curiously. He tensed up almost as soon as I asked.

"Be-because..." He started to shake horribly. "Because of 'Him'..." He trailed off. "Because of who Ma'k?" I asked confused. "Darkiplier…" He whispered quietly.