Unhealthy Obsession

Chapter One

This is one of my stories from tumblr and recently on quotev too. :) I hope you all enjoy this! Oh and don't be a ghost reader! Leave your thoughts around haha. 

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This was not expected.

You wouldn't call it a mistake, just a hasty decision that was meant to have a long hard think on. Maybe if you had done that, you wouldn't be in this situation in another entity's world stuck until he decides to let you go.

Yet you are.

"Y/N," He whispers you name in your ear, the smirk clear on his face. Of course he can feel the fear you still held towards him, he can also see the effect he on on you. "You like this, don't you?"

Yes. But you weren't about to tell him that, not in a million years. Even though you shouted out an "N-no!" he continued with his ministration. His hands caressing your body and making small sounds bubble in your throat that you refused to let out.

It's not quite a long story as to how you ended up in this situation. With a man - no, demon - that was as charming as he is handsome. With a deep voice that sent chills down your spine and goosebumps to rise on your skin in both a good and bad way.

And it's all because that damn deal.

It was a regular day in your life. Waking up, taking a shower, dress, eat, record. You were a youtuber, having gotten into it thanks to your best friend who, unlike you, was a highly well known youtuber. His name?

Mark Fischbach - Markiplier.

You've known each other a bit before he started his own channel, and is currently rooming with him until you finally find a place of your own. While he says he doesn't mind, you still think it would be better - he has a girlfriend after all. You shouldn't be third wheeling it involuntarily in their home.

Today, you woke up later than usual, having stayed up almost the whole night. You didn't really want to get up, but you did anyway and did your usual morning routine. The kitchen was your next stop, where you casually grabbed a bowl of cereal sitting down and eating it.

That's when you started to notice that something was... off.

The house that's always lively from morning to night was silent. Well, void of any human appearances and voices besides your own. There was the distinct sound of Chica barking out in the backyard though.

but it wasn't her regular bark, it sounded more like a growling bark. Curious, you stand up and follow the sound of Chica all the way to the backyard where you found Mark and Amy there - Chica was barking and growling at... Mark!?

"Hey, what's going on?"

Amy held her hands up, a warning, frighten look on her pretty features that made you halt in your steps. Amy and Chica were facing you, you were facing Mark's back.

"Stay there, Y/N!" She told you, eyes wide. "That's not Mark!"

No he wasn't, and you were started to realize this when a low chuckle left from 'Mark' and you realized just who you three were dealing with. Mark has many alter egos that were special and unique in their own way.

However, there were two that were able to take control often that Mark struggles sometimes to keep them from getting out. One of them was Wilford warfstache, who was basically an unstable person.

While he was frightening in his own way, since he was very unpredictable and impulsive, you would rather have him then the one in front of her now. Actually, you'd rather have any other one but this one.