Your POV

        I've been walking for what seems like hours now, though it's only been minutes. I feel like the rain is making it take longer. I was already almost to Alyssa's house. When I finally reached her steps I realised that the rain was beginning to let up.
        "Great..." I mumbled to myself as I pulled off my coat under the awning, and then hung it over the railing. I knocked on the door and was quickly pulled inside.
        "(Y/n)? What are you doing here!? In this weather, no less!" She exclaimed, pulling me further inside, sitting me on the couch and draping a towel over me.
        "W-well... me and Mark..." I couldn't bring myself to finish my sentence.
        "(Y/n)... you mean to tell me that you and Mark had a fight?" Alyssa asked, looking at me. I looked at her and nodded slightly, causing her to place her head in her hand.
        "(Y/n)... you are dating Markiplier. The. Markiplier. You do know that I would KILL to meet him, right? But, for the sake of your privacy, I won't barge in on either of you." She said, pulling me into a hug.
        "Well, yeah," I agreed, hugging back.
        "But, that's not going to get me to go back to him. He's just Mark to me, now. And besides, he hurt me, Alyssa." I explained everything, what he'd said, and how he'd told me to leave.
        "Wow... that's thick." Alyssa responded, rubbing the back of her neck in uncomfortable confusion.
         "(Y/n)... did you ever think that maybe he was upset? That maybe... he said it in the heat of the moment?" Alyssa asked after a moment of thinking. I thought about it, and realised that the noise I heard Mark make was an apology! I felt really bad for leaving now... and, besides, maybe he wasn't telling me because it hurt to talk about. Now I felt really bad.
        "Thank you, Alyssa. I'm going yo go find Mark now. Wish me luck?" I shrugged. Alyssa just giggled and told me I wouldn't need it. I hope she's right...