I remember you were wearing a Jacksepticeye sweatshirt, black Converse, and dark blue skinny jeans...... And the sweetest, softest, most beautiful smile...... You said that throughout your life that... l... l was your guardian angel... I kept you from putting a blade to your wrist, a gun to your head, a knife to your heart. And that same day, you saved me from my own demise. When we met at VidCon. (Hey YouTubies! I made this same, word for word Jacksepticeye x reader story, but my e-mail just went, "IMMA F**K WITH YOU AND YOU'RE STORY B*TCH!" So I'm going to go back and forth from my old story and this story and my old one and type WORD FOR WORD! Much Work, but I loved that story and so if you would like to see it while I'm working on it, it's the same title and the username/creator name I had for it was @YouTubeIsLife02, k?)

"Hey everyone! It's Y/n again.... I... I don't know how many of you guys are still watching, but I hope you're all alright. Um, it's been getting harder to find internet connection recently due to the zombies breaking all the shit, so I don't know when my videos will be going up anymore, but I promise I will-" I start to choke on the lump in my throat and the tears that trail down my pale complexion, "p-post and I will not break this promise, and to all you fellow YouTubers out there stay strong, because at the end of the storm, there will always be a rainbow, a rainbow with Warfstaches, Septic Eyes-" I chuckle, but my smile soon drops "shit low on battery... That's all for now, But know that I will always fight for you guys and I'll see you in the next one, later." I sigh and fall to the ground in tears as I clutch my bleeding hand, but then I hear a groan.