I woke up in my bed, with blood stains on my arm, and tears soaked onto my face. Mark was sitting in the chair, and when I woke up he was Sitting in my chair, asleep.
I slowly got out of bed. I have a bathroom in my room, so I went there. I turned on the water, and washed off my arm. I washed my face, and After rubbing on my face for a second, I just looked at myself.
I can't believe I did that to him. I thought. Mark doesn't deserve to have to worry about me like this. I just hope he isn't pissed off at me. Just as I walked into my room, Mark woke up.
Without saying a word he just stared at Me. I sat on my bed. We just looked at each other. He walked towards me, and I jumped up to hug him. He hugged me back, tighter than I was hugging him.
"I'm sorry I keep doing this to you..." I said, trailing. "I'm sorry you're doing this to yourself," he said, still hugging me. He let go of me and we sat on my bed. "You know," he said, grabbing my arm. "With every one of these you do, it's never to hurt anyone.
Never to hurt anyone but yourself. I really wish you didn't feel like you have to do this. I love you, and I want what's best for you. I wish you didn't feel the way you do. If I could take this all away, I would.
I would flip our lives, and I would MAKE you see, just how much you hurting yourself hurts me." Mark finished. He kissed my writs, and then pulled me into a hug. I burst into tears. "I'm sorry..."
"It would be okay if you did something for me." Mark said. I Pulled back from his hug and looked straight into his eyes. "Will you quit?" He asked. I couldn't even say words. I was crying the hardest I ever have.
He looked me in the eyes. "I will start if you don't stop." Mark said. I started crying even more. I nodded. "Okay, I will stop." I said, looking up at Mark. He hugged me and cried with me. That was the first time I've seen him cry in front of me.
I looked down at my wrist. I didn't like what I did either. I miss the old me. I miss everything I ever had and ever loved. I miss, everything. "Mark, I need to make a video today." I said. "So do I." He said. "Okay.." I said trailing. Let me clean up my face." I said. He nodded and left my room.
I put on my makeup smokey eyes with thick eyeliner, and lip gloss. I put on my SnakeeSkinn shirt with black skinny jeans. I went downstairs to get some water. I grabbed a water bottle out of the refrigerator. I ran back upstairs to my room.
I scrolled through YouTube comments, to see how many requests I got. Then it hit me as an idea. I ran to Marks room. I burst in the door. "Do you have an extra headset?" I asked. "Uh yeah..." he said trailing. "You're recording with me today." I said to him.
I ran to my room and grabbed my laptop. We set up. "Hello everyone, my name is SnakeeSkinn. And Mark, do your intro.." I said smiling at him. "Hello everybody, My name is Markiplier, and welcome to another let's play." He said looking in the camera.
"Okay so like way back in like 2012 when Marki here played Amnesia, I said something. I was saying if I ever ran a gaming YouTube account, that I would play A Late Night drink, and the rest will explain itself when I get to a certain point so here we go!" I said, putting on a headset.
Mom, Dad, I love you. You both know why I am playing amnesia, don't you?
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Fiksi PenggemarMarkiplier Fan fiction Hope is an average teenager, living a somewhat okay life until one day she comes home from school. She finds that two of the people she loved were in a car accident. She has no where to turn, no where to hide, no escape. Who...