I Want Him Gone ;A Markiplier/ Darkiplier story

Join Me....

I sat down on the other end of the couch so that I had space between us. I looked at Jack who had his face glued to the screen. I didn't want to bother him so I looked at the TV.

"Mark, what's going on. Ye' seem be down in the dumps lately. I'm worrying about ye'." He looked at me concerningly. I looked back at him. "Yeah I'm just.... A little home sick. I think." I smiled a fake smile.

Jack smiled a small one but then looked back at the TV. "Mark, I'm gonna go grab a drink. Do ye' want something." I shook my head. I just didn't feel that great. Jack stood up and grabbed his jacket. He opened the door and it was raining. He sighed. "Typical Ireland." He said laughing. "Jack no don't go!" I yelled but he was gone already and out the door. I looked at the TV then down at my hands.

I suddenly felt a pain everywhere. I ran to the bathroom. I looked up at the mirror and put my hands through my hair. I then bent down yelling in pain. I stayed on the ground for a few minutes and then stood with my hands on the sink and my back arched. I hung my head over the sink and started to cough. I closed my eyes because it hurt so bad.

I opened my eyes to notice alot of blood in the sink. I then lifted my shaking hand and dipped all of my fingers in and walked out to the living room to the sliding glass door. I moved my fingers and spelled two words. Join Me. I then stopped and stared at it. I stood there staring when I heard a clicking sound.

I looked at the door knob which I realized that it was turning to open while I starteed to change into the monster that I was when I hurt Wade. I heard the door open and footsteps following. "Mark are ye' OK? Mark where....." I guess he noticed the bloody writing.

I groaned in pain trying to get up. I noticed my fingers weren't long, they were the same but blood spattered. I then heard running and then I saw Jack. He lifted me up so that I stood. I was shaky and almost fell again but Jack grabbed my arms and held me up.

I looked at Jack and then he looked at me. He looked scared, scared of me. I knew that I would do something that would not be good. "Jack.. put m-me against the glass." I said in pain. He lightly put my hurting body against the glass. I started to cough again and blood once again came out. After I stopped coughing I took my finger and wiped off the blood from my mouth.

I then stood still shaking. I opened the sliding glass door when I looked at Jack who was confused. I then shut it and turned around to face Jack behind the door. I took the blood from my fingers and wrote something once again. I wrote this.

Run.