Adopted By Markiplier {COMPLETED}

Chapter 32-Lost Soul

Your POV
I fell to my knees. Literally my only friend had just died.
"D-daddy!" I cry as I curl up on the floor in my room. Mark comes and lays next to me. I spot a few tears in his eyes.

"It's going to be ok, y/n..." He says stroking my hair. Mark ended the call with Vivian's parents.

"Dad, there is no reason for me living anymore... My best and only friend is freaking dead..." I cry into my carpet.

"Y/n! That is not true! It's going to be ok. As long as we stand strong. Ok? Go get dressed. You can sleep in my room tonight." Mark tells me. I cry, walking to the bathroom and changing into pajamas.

I sit on Mark's bed, soaking a pillow with tears. He sits next to me.
"Shh... It's ok... It's going to be ok y/n..." He tells me. I shake my head.

"It's not ok dad! Vivian and me where close! I went to her for everything! Now I'm alone in this world! No one to lean on! No reason for living!" I yell, covering myself with the sheets.

"That's not true... You have me..." He tells me. Dammit... I probably just made him feel horrible...

"Your right..." I say, leaning on him, soaking his sleeve.
"Sorry..." I say for making his sleeve wet.

"It's ok y/n. Just let it all out. You've gone through to much than a 13 year old girl should ever go through. You can go to sleep." He tells me. I nod.

I turn over and pretend to fall asleep. Of corse I didn't sleep. Mark kisses my forehead and he spoons me in a father daughter sort of way. I cry. Mark falls asleep a few moments later. Thanks dad...