Save Me... A Markiplier Story

Final Goodbyes (Part 2) (END OF STORY)

Mark's POV.

"So, are you guys good now?" I asked.

"Yeah, I guess so..." Tom replied hesitantly and sarcastically. Sophia smiled.

"Yay!" Sophia cheered, giving him a hug.

"Eew, c'mon, are you joking me?"

"No! I'm not! I will not release you until you hug back, TwoKinds! I have made amends with everyone but you, and they all gave me hugs! Accept it!"

"Oh, fine... I guess I could give you a hug."

"I win! I win, I win, I win! HA!"

"Jeez, it's just a hug-"

"From someone who I thought would hate me until the day I died!"

"This is pathetic. You're actually pretty hard to stay angry with."

"Awh," I let out, patting Tom's shoulder. He shot a sarcastic glare at me. "What a loving sister you have there!" Tom slapped my arm for that one.

"Okay, okay," Tom started up again. "I would guess you two have a plane to catch and an apartment to organize, wouldn't you?"

"I guess we do, don't we..?" I agreed sadly, knowing this was it before Los Angeles.

"Mark, we're all gonna miss you and Phi," Wade chimed in. Molly nodded and smiled upsetly as to agree with him.

"Damn, this is it, isn't it? I'm moved out of my apartment here, moving all the way to California... Without all of you guys."

"Amazing what only a year and a half can do, am I right? You didn't even have a channel that long ago, and now it's gotten you a job, almost 4.3 million fans, and now you're moving to the YouTube haven. Dude, you've gotten so far in such a small amount of time, I can't believe it," Wesley grinned. I couldn't help but know it was all true. He was completely right. All this crazy awesome stuff that's happened to my channel all was in just under two years. He's right, it is amazing.

"I suppose so. But, also, Thomas is completely right, we do have to go. LA here I come!" I shouted, throwing my hands in the air victoriously. "But, because I love you guys so much, one more hug, a group hug! C'mon, you crazy freaks I so gratefully get to call my best friends. I request love!"

With that, everyone ran up to Sophia and I and almost tackled us to the ground in one of the tightest hugs I'd ever been in. I couldn't help but to laugh aloud at them. I really was going to miss everyone despite how often I was going to visit. These people were my best friends, my family, the entirety of my existence. Without them, I know I wouldn't be where I am. And for that I owed them everything I ever had, everything I was and everything I was ever going to be. They were my support and constructive critisizm and quite literally my crew behind the scenes of my channel. I loved these people more than I had ever loved myself, and that's saying almost too much, they usually call me a self-obsessed teenager. But they were irreplaceable to me, they were and are everything to me. Always will be. That's no threat, that's a promise.

After a minute, everyone broke the hug after a little voice said that they were being squished. I knew just who that was. When all my lovable dorks set me free, I saw a small little girl standing in front of me. Anna-Mae. My family fan girl. I smiled to myself and crouched to her height, awaiting her to speak. But she didn't, no. She hugged me instead. And actions speak far louder than words. I stood up with Anna in my arms, picking her small self off the ground with me. She kept her small arms around my neck and buried her head into my shoulder, beginning to cry. I felt terrible, knowing why she was so upset.

"Anna-Mae, honey, don't cry, kiddo. It's okay," I reassured.

"I don't want you to leave..." she responded, her voice muffled by my shoulder.