It All Started With A Channel (Markiplier x Reader x Jacksepticeye)

~Chapter 23~ We Got This.

We both stayed quiet as he pushed me down the hall, onto a elevator and then back off and down another hall. We went into a small cafeteria and he got us both coffee. He pushed me over to a table, sitting across from me and placing a coffee in front of me. After a few minutes of quietly sipping on our hot coffees I finally spoke up.

"Thank you for getting me out of that room. You know if Felix wakes up, he going to kill you." I smirked.

"You don't need to thank me. You said that room was driving you mad. After everything that has happened, being coped up in a small room with three other people, you needed to get some air. I think Felix will understand that, and if not.." He smirked back at me, "I think it would be worth it, sense I got to get you out of the room even for a few minutes."

I giggled a little and sipped on my coffee.

"So how much do you remember?" He asked. "I mean if you don't want to talk about it, I completely understand. "

"No it's ok. I'm not exactly sure what all I remember, if that makes any sense. Like I remember a lot, but I don't know what was real and what wasn't." I sighed while staring at my coffee.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I nodded. I told him everything I remembered, starting with the fact that I don't actually remember the crash itself, but that I watched the aftermath. He stayed quiet as I spoke, Nodding along as I talked, to let me know he was listening. I told him about the darkness. The silence. The cold. I told him how i heard Felix talking to me at first, and how badly I just wanted to wake up and hug him, but I couldn't. I told him about seeing my life flash before my eyes. How sure I was that I was going to die. I told him about hearing Felix talk to me a second time.

I wasn't sure if I should tell him about the last person I heard talking. I wasn't even sure who it was. He quietly sat there, staring into my eyes. I sighed after deciding to tell him. As I did, I searched his face for some kind of clue on whether or not it was him, but he kept a straight face through me telling him. I told him word for word what I heard. I told him about the warmth and falling asleep, and afterwards, waking to see everyone in the room.

We sat there quietly, just drinking our coffees.

"I'm glad you're ok Y/N." Mark randomly said.

"I'm glad you guys are all ok. Did you get anything other that glass wounds?"

"No Jack and I made it out of there pretty lucky. He had more glass than I did though. I think the worst for me was my legs."

"That was from kneeling in it, right?" I asked.

He gave me a weird look, "how did you know I was kneeling in it?"

"I told you, I remember seeing it. I don't know how to explain it. I saw it, but not as me. I guess that's the easiest way to put it."

"I'm not going to lie Y/N, I was skeptical about it, but between what Felix was telling us, and from what you're saying. I don't know how to explain it, but I do believe you."

"So how do your knees feel?" I asked.

"I am fine now. Trust me Y/N, I am fine. You don't need to feel bad about it, and don't try lying, I can see it in your eyes. You feel bad about me getting so much glass in my knees from being on the ground with you. But you don't need to. I would do it a thousand more times if I had to, just to make sure you were ok. And honestly Y/N, I didn't feel it until well after all the glass was out. I was more focused on you. If I wasn't so focused on you, the pieces in my arms would have been the most painful. I didn't feel it though, because I was focused on you. So don't you dare sit there feeling bad about anything that happened."