I carelessly throw my phone onto my bed; sighing I cleaned up my room before changing into my PJ's and flopping onto my bed, my wet hair covering my face. I lie there for a bit before rolling over to check my twitter. I scroll past a news report of some missing girl before landing on the love of my life. I'm absolutely obsessed with him. My one and only.

...Ethan Nestor... my senpai 

His tweet is about getting to chat with some of his fans. It's sweet that he makes an effort to talk with his fans. I feel sad that I didn't get to talk to him, but that doesn't compare to the burning anger settling in my chest as I read comment by comment. I look over at the radio dock sitting next to me on my bedside table, the time glaring at me brightly. I sigh before rolling over and going to sleep. I walk up to people banging loudly on the door of my apartment. 

I open the door to find to police officers there. They didn't stay long, all they came for was to ask if I knew anything about the whereabouts of some girl that's missing. Once they left, I made sure  to lock the door before going down to the basement. The light flickering overhead as I slowly walk down the wooden steps, them creaking loudly under my weight; I still haven't changed them yet.

I take my time as I walk over to girl that sits, tied to a chair in the middle in the small room with a blindfold over her eyes. I see her shake as she hears me getting close.
"Why am I here?" She whimpers as tears stream down her face, soaking the blindfold. I hum softly as I walk around her. She flinches when I play with her beautiful blond hair. Bruises scatter up her thin arms and dirt mattes her hair. I slowly trace a finger down down her check, landing on the thick, black leather collar wrapped around her small neck. 

I walk over to the workbench with a smirk playing on my lips as I softly hum to myself. I hear the girl behind me whimper. I search the desk before grabbing a black leather lead you'd use for a dog and attached it to the d-ring on the girl's collar. I see her flinch as latch closes shut around the ring. I drop the lead before going back to the workbench to grab a knife. I run my finger down the cold metal before slicing it through the rope that binds the girl to the chair. I lead the girl upstairs, she trips on nearly every step going up. I take her to the bathroom before cleaning her up in the bathtub. 

I lead her back downstairs, before tying her up to a drain pipe and dropping a plate of meat, bread and corn in front  of her. I watch her as she hungrily ate, stuffing the food in her face. I kneel carefully in front of her and gently wipe around her mouth before handing her a glass over water. A knock at the front door catches my attention. Before I go up to answer, I tie a cloth around her mouth, so to gag her before patting her on the top of her head and leaving to check the door.  

As I opened the door, there stood none other then Markiplier himself. It must mean I live pretty close. A sardonic smile twisted my lips as I lead Mark to the living room before leaving to make drinks in the kitchen.

Before I took the drink to Mark, I mixed in some sleeping drugs. What's better then one hostage? Two hostages, I thought; giggling to myself.

We sat across from each other making small talk while I waited for Mark to finish his drink. Noises could be heard from the basement and I curse myself for not gagging her up again. Oh well, it's too late for her now. The drugs I mixed into Mark's drink is taking affect. I see his eyes slowly shut.

It took me awhile to tie up and move Mark's body down to the basement, but it's worth it. Once I'm done with Mark I slowly walk over to the girl, her voices trailing off to pointless pleading. I had been so nice to her; I feed her, bathed and this is how she repays me.

The sound of flesh meeting flesh vibrated through the empty basement. New tears run down her face as I slap her again then punch. Blow after blow until I was out of breath. Sunch a pity, her once pretty face now covered in blooming bruises and a small trickle of blood coming from her nose.

I hear Mark groan as he comes too. Just in time too. On the workbench sits Mark's phone which currently is getting a call. I go over to it with Mark watching me as I go. Tyler's name showes up on screen as well ad a dozen messages when I cancel the call. I wicked thought popes into my head as I pick up Mark's phone.

I pull Mark against the stone wall next to the girl; him trying to struggle in the process before taking a picture of the pair and sending it to Tyler, giggling to myself in the meantime. Straight away I get a message back asking what I want in order to let them go. I sent back to words.

Ethan Nestor.

Tyler sends me an address to bring the pair to and he promised to let me see Ethan. My plan worked out perfectly or so I thought. After I released the pair Mark had told Ethan everything; from what I looked like to where I lived. Ethan stands at my door not long after. He spoke to me with such anger and hate towards my being that all I could do was cry as police guards took me away.

Now my senpai could never love me.

                       The End

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A/N Sorry for the late update. I didn't know how to finish this until now
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