PewDieCry: Experience

Chapter 23

PewDie’s P.O.V

“I deserved that...” Ken mumbled, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. I sat on the floor with my head in my hands and only glanced up at him when he spoke. He sat in front of me, prodding his face slowly.

“Yeah you did,” I replied then looked back down at the floor. A few minutes had passed since the punch and the act seemed to snap me back into reality. The fury bubbling inside of me had subsided and I was no longer blinded with anger.

How had all this happened? This was such a mess, such a big fucked up mess.

“Why?” I asked, filling the unbearable silence. Why had he done that to Cry?  

“I had my reasons,” he answered simply.

“Then tell me them,” I snapped and shot my head up to stare at him. What possible reason could he have for hurting Cry? For trying to attack me? He held my gaze for a moment before shaking his head and dropping it.

“Did he find a gem and you wanted it?” I accused. “Is that how you got out the simulation so quickly?”   

“No!” he said a little too hastily but the look in his eyes seemed sincere. 

“Then what?”

“I just...I told you before. You won’t believe me,” he mumbled and closed his eyes.

“What? That you’re doing this to ‘save us’? No. I don’t believe you,” I told him. “I think you need to rethink where your loyalties are Ken,” I added and pulled myself up to my feet. Going over to the washing machine I began taking out the clean clothes and putting them into the tumble dryer. I just wanted to get this over and done with so I could leave and go back to the house.

“Does Cry know?” I asked.

“No...I don’t think so anyway,” he replied and frowned. I turned the dryer on then folded my arms and looked down at him.

“What?” I asked when I saw his expression. He seemed lost in thought.

“...I...after...you know. After that happened I was told to deliver a disk to him,” he told me.

“Wait. Who told you to do that?” I asked. His eyes shot up to me.

“No one,” he answered but I could see he was lying.

“Ken...”

“Fine! Paula and Anna told me. They said they had something he needed to know,” he confessed, holding his hands up again. At least he was being honest with me now. Now my anger was gone all I felt was guilt. Guilt for hurting Ken like I did. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see his slowly swelling cheek.

Cry is going to be so mad at me... He can fight his own battles. He got mad enough when he found out about that prank. He doesn’t need me going round punching people, especially his friends. But what Ken did... If Cry knew... What would he do? I can’t let him find out. This would seriously mess with his head, knowing that even those on his team are working against him. He’s paranoid enough without this.  

“You can’t tell Cry,” I whispered then opened my eyes. Ken looked up at me.

“Huh?”

“I’ll keep your secret Ken. Just promise me you won’t tell him,” I asked and held out my hand to help him up. He hesitated slightly before grasping it and climbing to his feet.

“Okay. I promise.” He nodded his head. Do I believe him? Can I trust him?

“I...I’m sorry for punching you,” I mumbled, slightly embarrassed.