"Taylor. We need to talk, sweety." My dad leaned against my doorframe. His hand settled on Chica as I turned away from my computer.
"What." I snapped.
He seemed to flinch at my sharpness of words. "Well, first of all, you have to promise me not to freak out." He sat on my bed.
"I can't do that."
"Can you at least try!" His voice raised."Sorry. I just don't need to deal with your crap right now."
"Whatever, what do you want." I turned back around to my computer, clicking on a website.
"Taylor. Look at me."
"No. Just tell me."
"Taylor..."
"JUST SAY IT!" I yelled, tears running down my cheeks.
"SHE'S DEAD TAYLOR!" He yelled back."You need to accept that, babygirl. You can't let her death drag you back." He whispered. " I miss her too, but she wouldn't want you to be like this. All you do is hole up in your room. You need to interact. You've barely eaten anything in the past month, I mean look at you. This isn't healthy." His brown eyes were tired. He hadn't slept in days.
I didn't say anything. I was silent.
"Taylor... Please say something." He begged.
"Just go, D-D- JUST GET OUT!" I screamed.
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Mark's POV"I don't know what to do, Jack." I sat at my desk with my head in my hands.
"She'll come around, eventually. You just got to give her time. In the meantime, you need to get some rest. You look like crap, even with the crappy resolution on skype." He chuckled.
He was right. I hadn't slept in days. I couldn't. Taylor has been have night terrors and I can't wake her up from them. She just screams all night. I don't think she realizes it though.
"I think I'll take a nap. I do a quick twitter post than take a nap. Thanks ."
"Anytime, Mark, Talk to you later bud."
"Yep buh-bye." I clicked end call. The screen went blank.
I pulled up twitter and clicked new post.
Markiplier
Hey guys. I just want to say thank you for the support. Taylor and I really appreciate it. I think I'm going to take a break from social media for a little while. It's hard. Losing someone so close to you. Well, see you guys in the next video. Buh- Bye.
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The Three Words
CasualeWhat if the beloved Markiplier had a daughter. What if she wasn't happy. But all that she needed to hear was her father's voice saying. "I'm always here." Those three words could change everything. A markiplier daughter fanfiction