Still Mark's POV)
A loud crash woke me up. A muffled screaming escaped through the crack of my door.
"MOMMY!!!" It got louder as I got closer to the door. I swung the door open and stumbled down the hallway to her room.
Tayler laid on the floor in a ball of sobs and tears. "MOMMA!!! DADDY!!!"
"I'm here, baby." I rolled her over to see her eyes closed. "Just wake up." I whimpered.
"DADDY!!!" She cried. I picked her up and sat her on her bed. I crawled into the bed next to her and wrapped myself around her shivering form.
"I'm scared Daddy." Her voice more directed at me.
"I know, babygirl." I hugged her tighter.
"I love you...Daddy" She relaxed.
"I love you too." I whispered as she fell back to sleep.
I carefully got out of her bed and fixed her blankets. I exited the room and went to my recording room. I knew she wouldn't hear me there. I flipped the switch on and red and white lights lit up the room. My two computers sat on the crowded desk.
My eyes watered as I sat in the chair. "Why her. Why not me." I yelled.
I stood, pacing back and forth. My hands ran through my hair viciously. Sweat raced down my back.
"WHY GOD! WHY HER! LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS!" I screamed. My hands wrapped around the chair. The chair flew across the room and hit the wall.
I cried and cried. I layed on the floor and thought about everything I could have done to help her. I should've been there. To pull her out. I should've been driving. He should't have been drunk. She should be here rubbing my back and saying soothing words. Taylor should be sleeping soundly and be able to be alone.
She should be here.
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The Three Words
SonstigesWhat 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
