"The worst kind of pain is when you're smiling just to stop the tears from falling."
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You uploaded the video with a smile on your face. You couldn't wait to see everyone's reaction. As you re-watched the video out of boredom, you noticed something strange.
Something, or maybe even someone, was watching you. It looked like Mark but you knew it wasn't him.
It was Dark.
"That little fucker!" You said, punching your keyboard angrily.
"Calm down." A voice said.
You looked behind you and saw a new ghost.
"Jet?" You asked to make sure that it was really him. You looked over to where Dark originally was but he had left just as quickly as he came.
"Hi (Y/N)." He said, smiling shyly at you. "How are you coping?"
"I'm not." You admitted. "I went out and drank one drink and I've been crying nonstop. I haven't been happy ever since he died. And, you wanna know what the worst part of all of this is? It's the fact that I have all of these ghosts haunting me, Dark is back and is trying to be with me, and I met this other guy."
"What's wrong with the last part?" He asked. "I get the other two but what's so wrong with meeting another guy?"
"What if I fall in love with him?" You asked. "If I fall in love with him, something bad will happen to him. I know it will. Everyone I've ever loved has died. First it was grandpa from that heart attack and then it was you from (R/N) and then Dad had a heart attack and Mom committed suicide a-and t-then..."
You couldn't bring yourself to say how Mark had died.
"I'll always love you."
You started crying as the last words that Mark ever said echoed in your mind. You didn't care if your own baby brother was around to see you cry. You always found yourself trying to be a role model for him and trying to show him that you were a strong, independent woman.
But you didn't really care about any of that right now.
The only thing that you cared about was the man you loved with every fiber of your being was now dead. And he hasn't come to see you.
"You said that you would be there for me!" You yelled, tears streaming down your face. "You said that you would be my guardian angel! Well, where the hell are you right now? Because I don't fucking see you here right now guarding me!"
"(Y/N)..." Jet murmured. You felt his ghostly hand on your shoulder. It was cold. Very cold.
"Shut up." You whispered so faintly that you wondered if he could even hear you. "I don't want to hear it. Just shut up."
You were interrupted from your phone vibrating. When you checked to see what caused it, you saw that you had a text from Jesse and about a thousand notifications from YouTube.
"Glad to see that you're back. We've missed you." Jesse wrote in his text.
"You're back on YouTube?" Jet asked. "And you met Jesse Parker?!"
"Yeah." You said like it was no big deal. It really wasn't to you. Jesse was just a normal guy to you. It wasn't like he was a celebrity or anything.
"That's awesome." Jet said. "And I'n glad you're back on YouTube."
"Let me just read some of these comments." You said, going on the video that you had posted.
Turns out, there were already a thousand comments.
"Holy shit (Y/N)." Jet said. "You've got some dedicated subscribers."
"I do." You said as a smile crossed your face.
"Glad to see that you're back. We've missed you." Jesse had commented that and texted you the exact same thing. Weirdo.
"How are you doing after....well, you know. You don't have to come back for us. You should come back for you. If you want to do it, great. If you're only doing this just for us, you might get depressed one of these days because it's not something that you wanted to do. Otherwise, I love you and your videos. Stay strong."

After reading through all of the comments, you decided to post one yourself.
"Hi everyone. Thank you for all your wonderful support of my return. I'm really glad to be back and I'll most likely post a video tomorrow. See you then."
You posted the comment and shit down your computer. You then realized that you were hungry but then really didn't feel like getting up and cooking. Your solution? Ordering a pizza, of course.

*****

You felt happy when your pizza had arrived. You took the box and sat back down on the couch.
"What should I watch?" You asked yourself as you began searching through Netflix, looking for something to watch. "Oh! I know! I need to catch up on "Game Of Thrones"."

*****

"I watched twenty episodes." You realized when it was about one in the morning. "And I ate an entire fucking pizza. And I have work in the morning."
You groaned as you headed off to bed. Tomorrow was going to suck, you just knew it. As you drifted off to sleep, you swear that you could someone or something move your hair behind your ear. But you were so focused on trying to fall asleep that you paid it no mind.