Your POV

I woke up to the feeling of warm, red liquid dripping from just below my right eye. My hands were bound together as well as my feet, I was sitting at the top of what looked like a ramp with my hands behind my back. My vision finally started to focus and I saw the girl from the restaurant stranding above me, I gun held at her side. I turned my head to see behind me and there was a large drop off right into the ocean. (don't hate on my bad geography, I'm still tired 'cause I had to wake up at 6am this morning) 'Wait, where's Mark!?' I thought to myself, wondering what could have happened to him.
"Oh, so your awake?" It was the woman with the gun. She was a bigger lady but not by that much.
"The name is Gloria. I don't know why I'm telling you this considering the fact that you're going to die soon." Gloria cackled, she had a very interesting name. Then again, she is a very interesting person, if that is the right word for people like her.
"Don't you know that all of the real Markiplites would kill to have such a special spot in Mark's heart? How dare you steal that from us!" She scolded. I started to hear sirens and then at least 12 police cars lined up, all of the policeman got out of their cars and aimed their guns at Gloria. One of the cars, however, was far more important to me than the rest and that was the car Mark was in.
"(Y/N)!" He shouted, probably noticing the scrapes and bruises I was covered in.
"So this girl is more important to you than the fangirls who have loved you since video 1?" Gloria shouted, seeming legitimately incensed.
"Well... yeah! I was going to tell her after dinner but I guess now is as good a time as any. I really like you (y/n), I know you've only legitimately known me for a couple weeks now but... I have known you since Junior high. I hope you feel the same." My heart skipped a thousand beats throughout that entire sentence, I felt my face turn bright red.
"Wow, how touching." Gloria mocked as she picked me up by the front of my shirt. She set me down, I tried my best not to fall with my legs tied together like that.
"It seems that you'll just continue to love this one girl," she pointed her gun at me, sending a deep shiver up my spine. "So I guesse I'll just have to kill her." An evil grin spread across her face. I heard a gunshot fired out, ringing in my ears. I felt a giant pain rage through my right shoulder, my body falling from the platform into the ocean. 'Mark won't come, he's too afraid of the ocean but to be fair... so am I.' I thought to myself as I fell. I saw the water, splashing up from all around me, preparing it's bubbling arms for dragging me into it's dark depths. I felt the cold rush of the water encircling me, I had already excepted that I was going to die here. I watched my blood flow from me toward the surface. I closed my eyes.

Mark's POV

As soon as that girl shot (y/n) all of the policemen fired off their guns, killing the woman on sight. I ran up the ramp toward where (y/n) had fallen, as much as I hated the ocean, I had to save her. I threw my glasses down and leapt into the water, I saw a large blob drifting slowly downward. I swam to it, instantly realising what it was, I grabbed (y/n) up and swam to the top of the water with her in my arms, taking large gulps of air when I finally reached the surface. (y/n)'s face looked so calm and peaceful, I swam toward the shore, (y/n) still in my arms. I hugged her tight in my arms, crying into her chest. One of the policemen came over and took (y/n) from me, rushing her into an ambulance and left, leaving only me there. I beat the ground yelling curses into the sunrise, I felt helpless in that moment. How... how could this happen?