I will warn you that there is A LOT of cussing in this chapter.
Mark POV
They wheeled Piper in and made me stay in the waiting room. The doctor told me that they were going to stitch Piper's wrists up because the cuts were so deep.
The doctor even said that she would probably try to fight them when she wakes up.
I just hope she's gonna be okay.
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"Piper Fischbach?" I heard a female doctor say.
I got up and walked over.
"Piper seems to be awake, but she doesn't want anyone in right now. She just needs to rest. You can go home, if you would like."
Jack used to be here, but he had to run to the store and he knew it was gonna take a while.
I took a deep breath.
"Could I just... Go in there... Please, I-I need to see my daughter. Please." I said my my voice cracking at the end.
"Well... All right, just don't take too long, she needs rest."
I smiled, "okay."
She took a deep breath.
"Come this way."
She led me down a bleak hallway. It was so depressing, there were blue and white walls. There were doctors and nurses rushing around. It was pretty much a nicer hell.
She stopped at a room with a small window on the door.
"Here it is, she was upset earlier and tried to fight the doctors, but we gave her some medicine to calm down. She's just tired. And if you need anything, just yell." She gave me a sympathetic look. "I wish you the best of luck."
I have a small smile. "Thank you."
She nodded and walked off.
I opened the door to find Piper on her side, with her back facing me.
"Get out." I heard her whisper.
"Piper honey, I just want to talk-" I said but I was interrupted.
"I said get out, Mark!" She yelled and threw the closest thing to her, which happened to be a pen.
"I love you." I said and headed out of the door.
As I was heading down the hall, I could hear her screaming and I could hear things being thrown. I saw some doctors running in, some more screaming, some more things being thrown.
And it all went silent.
"Sir? Um... Mark Fischbach?" I turned around and it was the doctor I was talking to earlier.
"Yes ma'am?" I said scratching my arm.
"Has Piper... been having anger issues lately?" She asked looking down at her clipboard.
"Could we sit down?" I asked and she nodded her head.
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"So, we were thinking about putting her on Celexa, it can reduce anger and help with her depression and anxiety. We will take her off of the antidepressants that she has now. So, in all she only has to take Celexa. This is a much better option of what she used to have."

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Scars// Adopted by Markiplier
FanfictionShe distanced herself, to save herself. Warning: I was extremely depressed when I wrote this so be cautious while reading. You can always dm me if you have any questions. Also under major editing.