No Escape From Reality

Stephano

*3rd Person P.O.V*

"Stephano!" Pewds shouts, but doesn't move. Rochelle looks at (Y/n), then back to Stephano. She slowly lowers her gun. She steps away from her body. Pewds runs to her and picks her up. "Don't tell barrel," Rochelle whispers, then runs away. Stephano takes (Y/n) from Pewds and holds her gently. "Who is this?" he asks, rocking (Y/n) gently. "This is (Y/n), our friend." Pewds says. Stephano raises his eyebrow suspiciously, but doesn't question Pewds. Instead he starts walking towards the exit. They all go to follow him until one turns around and sees Nick, who was hiding during the fight, running down a hall. "Hey!" he shouts, starting to run after him. He starts to run after him. Nick presses a button on the wall and the ceiling starts to shake. "NO!" Pewds shouts, and starts to run after them. But before he can get to him, the ceiling collapses. "NO! ARE YOU OKAY!? ANSWER ME PLEASE!" Pewds shouts, tears brimming in his eyelids. No answer. Pewds feels a hand on his shoulder. "C'mon Pewdie," Stephano says gently. "I can't just leave! He might be okay!" he shouts, trying to dig through the debris. "If he is he will find his way back to us," Stephano says reassuringly. Pewds stands up slowly and gives a longing glance towards the pile of rubble. "If you say so, Stephano.." he trails off.

*Your P.O.V*

I wake up in a tent with Shawn's hand in mine. "Shawn.. what are we doing here?" I say, gently shaking him. He wakes up, and a look of delight is clearly visible. "Your awake! You've been in a coma for two days!" Shawn says, hugging me tightly. "Me and Pewds took turns keeping an eye on you!" he says. I look at him confused. "2 days!? What happened? The last thing I remember is being asleep in a cell.." I trail off. My head hurts and I can't remember anything after that. "You were seriously injured! I was so scared!" Shawn says, shivering at the image of me injured. "Pewds, Cry and Toby went to save you," he says. I notice a hint of sadness when he says Toby's name. I sit up suddenly, which gives me the feeling that a sledgehammer hit me in the head, and I slide down again. "What happened to Toby?" I whisper. Shawn looks at me startled. "I'll...I'll get Pewds to explain." he leaves the room silently. I'm worried. Shawn has never kept something from me before so it must be extremely serious. My thoughts are interrupted as Pewds walks in, looking grave. He kneels beside my sleeping bag. He strokes my hair. "How are you feeling?" he says gently. "I'm fine. Apart from the feeling being smashed by a sledgehammer when sitting up, but that's grand," I say, dragging out the a. Pewds looks at me confuzzled. (A/N sorry I love that word XD) I sigh, pretending that it's the most obvious thing in the world. "Grand means fine,great,good," I say, rolling my eyes. "Irish slang." He nods. We sit in silence until I ask what is in my mind. "What happened to Toby?" I whisper. Pewds gulps, and reluctantly says, "We went to save you. We wrapped you up and killed Ellis and Coach. We thought Nick ran away and Rochelle had a gun pressed against your head. Stephano came and convinced her to spare you. She ran away. We were just about to leave, when.." Pewds takes a deep breath, "Toby saw Nick running away because he was hiding. He ran after him. Nick pressed a button and the ceiling collapsed." He pauses. "Toby was either killed by the rubble or he's missing. We're...not sure." He stops. I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him. He hugs me back. We don't let go until the lunch bell went off. He separates from me. "I'll go get you lunch, okay?" he says. He leaves the tent.Through the crack of the tent flaps. I could see he stopped moving. He was talking to somebody. I could just hear them. "..Can I go see her?.." "..No, she's really tired, you would be too if you were in a coma for two days.." "But.." I couldn't hear properly, so I lean forward a bit more. "...wants to see her too, you can't just decline him.." A long silence stretches out until Pewds finally says, "...fine. But wait until she has her lunch. And don't be sad if she doesn't remember you, the doctor says she might has amnesia," I hear footsteps walk away so I snuggle down and fall asleep.

"Hey, (Y/n) wake up," Pewds says softly. I open my eyes and there was Pewds with a hot bowl of soup for me. I take it from him, thanking him, and start eating until I realise we're not alone. I don't look up until I finish the bowl of soup. I see a man made completely of gold and a brunette wearing a poker face mask. "Um sorry, do I know you?" I say, confused. I'm certain I've seen these people before, but I'm not sure. The smile that was on the masked boy's face drops. "(Y/n)? Don't you remember me? It's me, Cry!" he says worriedly. I shake my head. I think I see a tear escaping from the mask. The golden man steps forward and takes my hand. "Bonjour, Madame. My name is Stephano." he says, kissing my hand. I smile. "Bonjour, Monsieur Stephano. Je M'appelle (Y/n)." Stephano gives me a warm smile. "Comment ça va?" he asks me. I know just enough french to say, "Je vais bien, merci!" I smile. "I'm sorry, my french is a bit rusty, haven't done it since 5th class/grade." Stephano smiles again. "That is okay, I'd say your french is perfect," he says. I notice Pewds staring daggers at Stephano. I giggle. Cry coughs. "Well (Y/n), even though you don't remember me, I'm your friend, Cry." he gives me a smile. I smile back. "Okay, Cry. I'm sorry I don't remember you. I don't remember anything apart from certain relationships and falling asleep in a cell," I say. I then realise my arms and head was bandaged. I reach up to take it off when Pewds pulls my hand away. "No, don't. You were seriously injured when we found you. The only good thing that happened was that your black eyes are healed." he lets go of my hands. "I'd say she won't need the bandages on her arms though," Cry says. "But they were cut down to the bone!" Pewds says indignantly. Cry looks into his eyes. "Trust me, Pewds. I was in the Red Cross." (This probably isn't true but fuck it XD) Pewds sighs. I untie the knot holding the bandages in place and slowly unwrap them. Cry was right. Even though my wrist were badly cut, they healed enough to not need bandages. I lightly stroke the dark red line across my wrist. "We had to do emergency stitches, so it might leave a scar." Cry says admittedly. "It's fine Cry." I say. Stephano coughs. "Pewdie, can Cry and I (lol that rhymed xD) talk to (Y/n), alone?" he says. Pewds shrugs, but reluctantly leaves. Stephano takes my hand. "(Y/n), we need you to get better soon. We think Barrel is going to try to kill you or start a war," he says. I looked at him, confused. "Barrel is the one who did this to you." Cry holds up a picture of me, lying on the cell floor. I gasp. "To keep you safe, and the others too, we're teaching everyone how to fight." I start to protest. "Not just zombies, but real people as well." Stephano says. I nod. Killing zombies are one thing, but killing people? Stephano sighs. "We're also going to try to keep Shawn safe, as he could be a target to break you." he says urgently. "Break me?" I say. "For information." Cry says. "Believe me, you don't want him brainwashed and having to kill your own brother. My brother is on Barrels side." I nod. Poor Stephano. He might have to kill his own brother. I wouldn't be able to do that in a million years. Stephano stands up. "We must go. Sleep well, Madame," he says in his french accent. Cry and Stephano leave me to sleep. I snuggle down and fall asleep almost instantly.