We meet again. (Markiplier x Reader one shot)

We meet again. (Markiplier x Reader one shot)

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OH MY GOD IM SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT THIS AND THE OTHER FANFIC ILL HAVE IT UPDATED SOON BUT FOR NOW HOW THIS K BYE •••••• P.S: This is an idea from one of myownfreemind's imagines on her instagram, check her acc btw she's awesome asf~ •••••• I've just robbed a bank. Money's tight, ya know? Can't help it. I'm on the run. Cops are tailing me, close behind. This area is kinda familiar, so this should be an easy get away, right? Well, only if I hadn't taken a wrong turn into a dead end. Now things couldn't get any worse. Wanted by the police, and chased into a place with no possible escape. But, he was there.
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I actually really hate this. Read if you wanna, I guess. It's bad though. *completed* I was frozen when the pop of the gun rang throughout the house. I wanted to close my eyes, I wanted to look away, but I couldn't. The man fell to his knees and flopped on his side, a dark red liquid quickly falling from a small hole in his head. Mark, a cut under his eye and a busted lip, looked at me full of fear and worry, immediately spotting what was wrong. Before he could say anything, the pistol fell from my hands and onto the floor, myself falling with it. Now on the floor, I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, but nothing would come out. Over my struggle, I heard Mark grunt and a few shaky footsteps before I felt my head being propped up on something- or someone -and all I could see was Mark staring down at me in both emotional and physical pain. ~~~ Y/n never would've thought one person could twist her life into a mess. First it was playful flirting, but changes dramatically when some unwanted information floods the air. Sure to never stay in one place too long and hiding in plain sight, Y/n becomes something her child self never would have dreamt about. She may have imagined to be an actress, a famous singer, or a model, but never a criminal. -no hate towards Mark and Amy! This is just an innocent fanfiction!- ~will have the occasional typo~

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