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

~Chapter 27~ Mad Man.

"Wait!" Mark Shouted "Your brother was the driver in the mini van?"

Oh Shit.

"Well look who is managing to keep up with everything." He shouted a little quieter than he has been being.

"So The Tell Me." I spoke softly. "Tell me what happened to him. What don't we know? What didn't they put on the news?"

"Everything! They didn't even say his name! They Made Sure To Tell The World He Was Drunk But Failed To Mention That He Was Drunk Because He Walked In On His Wife Fucking His Best Friend. They Fail To Mention That Went He Started Packing His Shit She Was Screaming At Him That It Was His Fault Anyway. They Failed To Mention That When He Went To Leave, She Threw Something At Him And It Missed And Hit His Youngest Daughter! AND THEY FAILED TO MENTION THAT HE DID NOT KIDNAP THEM! HE WAS JUST TRYING TO GET THEM AWAY FROM THEIR MOTHER SO THAT SHE DIDN'T HURT ONE OF THEM AGAIN! BECAUSE THEY WERE TO BUSY TALKING ABOUT YOU! ALAN DIED A CRIMINAL WHEN HE WAS JUST DOING WHAT HE THOUGHT WAS THE RIGHT THING TO DO FOR HIS KIDS!"

By the time he finished I was crying. Not due to the fact that I was terrified that this man was psycho enough to kill me. But because the reason he went this far was all because of the unknown story of what happened to his brother that night. And it tore him apart inside.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain up my arm. I winced at the pain, feeling the warmth of my blood as it ran down to my finger tip.

"STOP!" Mark yelled.

"I told you to make a choice. You chose to stay. Now you get to watch as I hurt her as much as I was hurt from this all. You will watch me as I dragged her through the dirt just like Al's name was at the time of the crash. You can watch as I make Y/N as hated, dirty, and hurt as I watched Al become in the matter of hours. And then, only then can you watch as the life leaves her as she slowly dies. Never getting to say good bye." His words came out sharper and colder than the blade of his knife. I was right. I Am Going To Die Tonight.

He placed the blade against the lower part of my thigh pressing it through the cloth from my pants and into my skin. I closed my eyes as tight as I could, hoping it would help the pain, of course it didn't. I felt my skin being sliced opened as he ran the knife up my leg, making it almost to the top before something threw us backwards. I felt the impact of the ground beneath me as I hit it, but it didn't hurt. The pain from my leg and arm were far worse.

When I managed to opened my eyes, I saw flashing lights, red and blue, flashing through the bright white light lighting up the alley way. I heard tons of people talking. I sat up, seeing the madman on a stretcher, strapped to a board, being placed in an ambulance, Mark trying to get out of the grip of two cops to get over to me. Jack and Felix Trying to push through the taped off line fighting with the officers to let them through. I started getting off the ground as two paramedics came running over to me.

"Ma'am we need you to sit please."

"I am Fine."

"Ma'am you realize your arm, your leg and your neck are all bleeding correct?"

"Yes. I am Fine." I said. The pain was numbing. So by now, it no longer hurt.

"Well can we at least take you over to the ambulance to do a quick check and dress your wounds?"

"Only If You Let My Friends With Me."

"I'm Sorry?" The one asked not understanding what I meant.

I pointed.

"Mark, The man that was here when you all arrived." I said then pointing over to where Jack and Felix were. Felix was now screaming at an officer, who in turn threatened to arrest him. "Jack, And Felix. I need them. They don't need to climb in with us. They can stand right outside. But I need them right now."