Adopted By Markiplier

Chapter 51-I love you so much...

Sam's POV

"Say goodnight devil..." he said before pulling the trigger.

I heard gunfire, but I can see my life flashing before my eyes. Suddenly I was push out of the way, as I get push I look to see who was taking the bullet for me. My eyes widen in horror and shocked. 'NO!'

Ash's POV

As he pulls the trigger, I push Sam out of harm's way and take the hit. I can feel the bullet impacting my body. My body hits the cold ground and black out as I hear Sam's voice screaming my name.

Sam's POV

"ASHLEY!!!" I screamed while tears stream down my cheek as I stare at her in shock.

"This can't be happening... THIS ISN'T REAL!!" I cried as I fall on my knees in front of her body. I want to grab my phone to call for help, but my mind and my body isn't responding. I can hear the gun loading, but it was stop by someone's voice.

"Guys, I heard gunfire!" the first voice said.

"Let's check it out," the second voice said.

"I'm calling the police," the third voice said.

~Time Skip~

I sit in the hallway outside of Ash's room. My hands are on my forehead, as I stare at the ground trying to figure it out what the fuck just happened.

'She'll be okay... she'll be okay...'

I look up only to see mom, dad and Uncle Jack walk up to me.

"Sam! I'm glad you're okay!" Jack said loudly as he rushes to me and hugs me tight.

"I'm not..."

"Ashley... is she alright?" Mark asked and I didn't respond.

"Sweetie, what happened?" Amy asked.

"She's..." I choked up trying not to cry, "She got shot..."

"By who?" Uncle Jack asked.

"It's him... isn't it," Mark said sounding a bit stern and I nod my head. I can see Mark fist clench.

"That fucker is going to pay..." he muttered.

"Mark, this isn't the time to get vengeance," Uncle Jack said.

"But..."

"Mark, Sean is right. Right now we need to support our daughter."

"You're right."

We turn our heads to the doctor as the doctor walks out of the room. My heart drops as I see the doctor's face.

"I regret to tell you... your friend... she's only have limit of time. So... we're going to let you in to say farewell and see her one last time."

"No... There's has to be other way...! I can't live without her!" I protest as I sit up from the chair.

"I'm sorry..."

I can feel Mark's hand place on my shoulder.

"Sam... they did everything they can. Please don't keep her waiting..." he said trying his best not to cry. I sigh in defeated. We all get up and walk in the room, only to see Ash lying in the patience bed taking small breath.

"Hey Ash..." I said softly.

"Hey love..." she responds with a raspy voice. I walk over to her and gently hug her.

"I'm so sorry... " I choked up, "I don't mean to put you in danger..."

"It's not your fault... None of this is your fault..." she said as she gives me a weak smile and then look at Mark, Jack and Amy.

"Where are the others?"

"They're asleep," Mark respond.

"Good... I don't really want them to see me like this... it will really crush them... even though I might have already done," she said turning her head toward the window, then turning her bed back to us.

"Please... don't give me that look," she said as tears streaming up as we try not to cry. But I burst out crying as Amy place her hand on my shoulder as she gently rubs it to comfort me.

"Sam... please don't," she choked up and then cough out some blood.

Ash POV's

I cough out blood as I'm running out of time.

'Please Erin give me more time.' I turn my head toward my heroes.

"Sean... thank you... so much, you have no idea how much you made me happy during my darkest time. Keep spreading the positive attitude..." I turn my head to Mark giving him an eye contact.

"Mark... thank you so much for giving people hope. Also thank you for adopting Sam... I'm glad I met her. I love her... so much..." I can feel a tear trails down my cheek as I said the last part looking at her then turn back to Mark crying his eyes out.

"Sam..." I called out to her softly. She slowly walks up to me.

"Please take care of the others for me..."

"I will..." she sobbed as she holds my cold hands.

'It's time to go,' a voice said in my head.

'Just a minute...'

"Sam... I love you, so much," I said as I slowly fade away.

Mark's POV

I hear the heart line fall flat as Sam holding Ashley's hands. I silently walk out of the room, and collapse on the floor crying. I hear the door open and I look up only to find Amy looking at me with worried and sadness. She sits down next to me and she wraps her arms around me.

"You want to talk about it?" she whispered and I silently nodded.

"It brings back memories... the day where I lost my dad..." I sniffed as I wipe one of the tears away with my hand, "this time it's happening to Sam."

"I know..." she sniff as she rubs my shoulder for comfort as I cry in her arms.

~Few Days Later ~

Sam's POV

When we return home, Mark and I had given her father sad news. Sadly her dad didn't take the news very lightly, I can't blame him. As Mark and I walk away from the door, I can hear Aiden asking his dad where is Ashley? I broke down crying, knowing that his father have to explain this to Aiden.

Next day after Ashley's funeral, the last words from her dad said to me are never come near them again. His words repeat in my head over and over again. It's not my fault is it? I thought to myself silently while we're heading back home. The more I think about it, the more I'm starting to believe that it is my fault.

Bad things have been happening to them because of me. It's my fault that Ashley got killed, it's my fault that Thomas and Mary got killed, it's my fault that I got kidnapped and badly treated, it's my fault that I let Achan adopted me.

(WARNING: This part contains self-harm. If you can't handle it please skip otherwise read it on your own risk).  

I grab the knife from the kitchen without alerting anyone and head to the bathroom. I lock myself in, and begin to cut my wrist.

'One cut for Mary and Thomas'

'Two cuts for being weak'

'Three cuts for Ash'

'Five cuts for Ash's family'

I continue cutting until my wrist is almost covering in blood, but I didn't care, I want to continue, I want to hurt myself. I don't deserve to live... but... I still got friends... I still have Mom, dad, Uncle Jack, Uncle Bob, Uncle Wade, Cousin Ethan and Tyler.

'But I will put them in danger...' I silently stare at my cut wrist before getting band aids to cover my cuts.

(Self-harm part is done (I'm sorry)). 

'I don't have a choice... It's best for me shut them out...'

'I'm sorry...'