Blank

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{Ethan's POV}

I snuggled up close to Mark as he wrapped and arm around me, keeping me close in the cold room. I had felt more relaxed than ever. I drank my hot chocolate, slowly taking sips as the drink hadn't cooled and I didn't have the patience to wait.
     "Enjoying your drink?" Mark asked, noticing the small flinches I had from the burn of the contact of the hot beverage and my lips. I nodded happily, looking up at him; getting lost in his chocolate brown eyes. I was hypnotised by his beauty, the handsome man sat up causing me to also have to change my position. I lay my head on his knee as he had sat up and crossed his legs. A couple minutes later I felt a hand on my head. I realised that Mark had began to slowly and gently play with my hair.
     My eyes slowly closed as I had finally finished my drink after about 20 minutes or so. I soon fell asleep, my left cheek relaxed on Mark's lap as the movie played in the background.

     I woke up to a sweet humming sound. I realised I wasn't in my living room anymore, I had been moved into my bed. I got off of the bed and started walking to the humming sound. I lurked around the corner, seeing that Mark was still here. He was humming and occasionally singing the lyrics to "Thinking Out Loud."
     "Beautiful," I complimented as I fully came from around the corner. He jumped a little as he spun around. He soon realised it was me and relaxed.
     "Morning blue boi, I er, I moved you to your bed when I realised you fell asleep," he started, "I hope you don't mind."
     I giggled lightly, "I don't mind, thank you, Marky," I smiled brightly at the man. "I'm going to get changed and then we can do a video or something if you want?" I asked.
     "Nah, I should probably be getting back home, sorry," he explained. I felt my heart hurt a little but soon recovered.
     "Of course," I continued to smile, being aware that I was now forced to fake it as I didn't want him to go.
    He nodded and grabbed his camera. I pulled him in for a quick hug before he went home. I took a look in the mirror to see if he was there. He was.

     A man, the same height, size, age, etc as me stood before me. He wore short sleeves and wore a wide, evil smile.
     "Leave me alone, Blank, I'm not in the mood, I just had a wonderful time with Mark and I don't-" He slapped me.
     "I decide if I leave you alone or not. Now let's go and do what we do, eh?" He suggested. I shook my head. I knew deep down no matter how much I disagreed with him I would do it eventually. He smile turned to a frown. Blankgameplays. The evil spirit who haunted me. The demon that was worse than the devil himself. I hated him and he hated me even more for it.   I clenched my fists and swung at him, letting my pain, sadness and anger out  on him.
     "Leave me alone!" I hit him hard in the face. He didn't react. He didn't flinch, blink, I don't think he even breathed. He took two steps closer to me. I could feel his cold breath on my face. I felt my heart racing in fear.
     "Get in that room, now," he commanded.

WARNING!!: SELF- HARM!!

I listened, giving up. I had tried to quit but it's just the pain of someone else, even though not human, just telling you to your face that they want you to cut yourself is painful.
     I sat on the bed and got out my screwdriver and pencil sharpener. I started to unscrew the screw and took out the small blade. I rolled up my sleeves and made several harsh cuts before watching them bleed.
     "Good boy, I knew you'd listen eventually," he smiled down at me, towering over me as he stood next to the bed. He walked away to go back to his realm, problably to find Dark or something. I hadn't seen Dark, but Blank talked about him, quite often too.
    I had had thoughts of Blank liking Dark but I didn't tell Blank them. Well, not any time soon anyway.
    

(A/N): Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter! I wanna do a chapter from Blank's POV so look out for that! Also I hope y'all are ok with Blankiplier (Dark x Blank) 'cause I have an idea for that!

Anyway, love y'all, peace!

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