(Jordan's POV)
After waking up, eating some Honey Nut Cheerios, recording for the better part of the afternoon, then sitting on my couch to watch Netflix, I realized how repetitive my life was. Every day I would wake up at 12:00, then for 'breakfast' I would eat some Honey Nut Cheerios. Occasionally if I was low on Cheerios, before recording I would go to the store. Then I would record Modded Survival, Cops and Robbers, Call of Duty, and the occasional Mod Review. My day would then be over, and the next day would be the same. It was beginning to get boring. As much as I loved the dudes, knowing they looked forward to my videos, there was still a little part of me that wanted my own life. If only for a little while. But that will only happen when I'm dead. And that was when it hit me. What if I was 'dead'? Not really dead, just pretending to be dead. The dudes wouldn't think I deserted them and I would get my own life. So I went to start planning.
(Katherine's POV)
I ran upstairs while my father was asleep and I hopped onto my computer. I logged onto my YouTube account. My user name was KittyKatty69, and the only person I was subscribed to was CaptainSparklez. When I saw that he had uploaded a new Cops and Robbers, I put on my headphones and listened to his soothing voice. All my troubles melted away when I heard him speak. I knew then that everything would be alright.
(Mark's POV)
"You What?" I shouted into the phone after Jordan purposed his ridiculous idea. "I want to fake my death,' he said again in the same calm voice. Alright, when did Jordan go crazy? I thought. He told me he was going to cancel all his cards, withdraw all his money, get a new birth certificate, and crash his car into a pole. He wanted me to arrange the 'funeral' and have him buried so it would look like he was dead. He had purchased a new car, and exactly 2 months after his 'death', he wanted me to drive the car to the cemetery and leave the keys in some flowers. He would go to the grave and pick them up, and he would leave, never to be seen again. Just disappear, all so he wouldn't disappoint his subscribers. Sometimes, I really think Jordan is off his rocker, although, with my help, he could really pull it off.
(Katherine's POV)
A week after the vicious whipping, I logged onto YouTube and found an unusual looking Captain's Vlog. I clicked on it and there sat Mark, Jordan's friend. I can quote what he said, "Hey, what's going on dudes. I understand that when you click on a Captain's Vlog you expect to see Jordan. There is no easy way to tell you this, but Jordan died in a car crash yesterday evening. We are having a funeral here in California for any of you dudes that want to come, just fly out by this Saturday. I'll upload one last video letting you know all of the details. Goodbye, Jordan's subscribers, and I am sorry I had to tell you this." And the video went completely silent. Dead. He couldn't be dead. He was so young, and so many people loved him, there was no way he could be dead. I decided that I was going to fly out to California. But not for his funeral. On the 2 month anniversary I will commit suicide on his grave. Because Jordan was my light at the end of the dark tunnel that is my life. And now my light is gone.
(1 ½ months later)
I packed a few outfits, for the days I would be renting a hotel, a book of paper and a pen for the note I will leave on the grave, and my father's prized butcher's knife. I figure it will get it done more quickly than the rest. As soon as I stepped out of my room, my father was on me. "Where do you think you're going," he said in a drunken slur. "I'm leaving this hell hole and I'm never coming back." "Oh no you don't," he said as he took me by the wrist again. I had planned for this, and I knew what I had to do. I looked up at him and the fire in his eyes, and I twisted. I heard his wrist crack, and thanked my gym teacher for the lesson on how to get out of bad situations. I grabbed my bag, and ran out my front door, not looking back to see if he was after me. Because if he was, he would lose feeling in the other wrist.
(A/N: Hey dudes, just wanted to let you know that I am having a little bit of writer's block here so if you guys could send me some suggestions I will see if they fit into my storyline, also you get creds ;) , so yeah I will update soon, it's just I was off today. Normally I have school. KK bye dudes see you later)