"I'm not who you think I am..."

Chapter Nine

My eyes slowly opened to a bright white light surrounding me. I only closed my eyes once more to prepare better for the brightness. Then my eyes opened all the way; settling on a tiled, and bright celling.

Slowly sitting up, I looked around and noticed I was in a one person hospital room. Connected to a heart monitor, and blood pressure thing. I only took a deep breath as I better scanned my surroundings.

Wood flooring, olive green painted walls, white celling, closet, flat screen TV and remote that also connected to nurse assistance, a night stand, and a little table with flowers, a card, and last but not least my white and emotionless mask. Picking up the card I read "Wake up soon... I need someone here with me in these hard times... -Pewdie."

Oh right... I remember what happened now. I killed Marzia and nearly committed suicide just to make up for it. Pewds stopped me... I still don't understand why he did so. All I know was that he yelled "Cry you dumb ass your not dying here! Not unless we fix what happened!"

That confuses me even worse. You can't just bring someone back from the dead, so how am I supposed to fix that? How are WE supposed to fix that?

I pulled the card away from my eyes as I set it on the table and look around once again, hoping to find out how long I've been asleep. I already know it's been a bit because the flowers are staring to wilt. My eyes settled on a white board with the words "2 Weeks in coma."

So I was in a coma... Why did I slip into a coma..? I pulled up my hand to my neck and brushed my fingertips against the bandaging and sighed. Might as well let the nurses know I'm awake.

CLUNK.

I jump lightly as I whirl my head towards the door. Standing there was none other than Pewdie and a tall, bearded man. Someone I haven't seen before.

"C-Cry! Your finally awake!" He nearly screams as he runs up and hugs me from outside the bed. "You were asleep for so long and I was so scared you wouldn't wake up.."

"Well I'm awake... You can let go now Pewdie." I say colder then I had expected. I felt Pewdies grip tighten softly before letting go, smiling at me with pained eyes.

"Sorry..."

"Hate to interrupt the moment, but let me introduce myself." I hear the bearded man from behind pewdie say, walking up to me on the bed side. "The name is Ken. Cinnamon Toast Ken. I'm Pewdies male best friend."

I nod lightly as I look the man up and down. Kind of buff, a little more southern from what I could tell, and seemed to speak some fluent English. He is defiantly not from here.

"You from the states?" I ask softly and grab my mask, slowly putting it over my face.

"Correctimondo." He replied with a smile.

... Why is he here?