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Chapter Eight

Cry doesnt bring up the fact that Marzia isn't around, which Felix is really, really thankful for.

Well, he doesn't bring it up until two days later, when it's Cry and Pewds vs Minx, Marzia and a guy named Snake.

Pewds stands behind Cry's shoulder, eyes never leaving Marzia, but Marzia just clings onto Minx, with Snake by them, not looking at him.

"Why is Marzia against us, Pewds?" Cry mumbles, pistol in hand, cocks it.

Felix doesn't know. It's probably because he's a bad boyfriend. Because he wasn't enough. He doesn't say anything, just stays silent, let's Cry's words echo in his head.

"Why don't you put away your gun, Cry?" Minx asks, and Felix see's Marzia say something to her, eyes now focused on Pewds, but doesn't catch it. Cry does though.

"Kill Cry but don't harm Felix."

Minx gives a small nod, and the moment she does, Cry reaches behind him and pulls Felix infront of him, holds him against his chest. "You won't shoot him, I know you won't because if you did, your girlfriend might leave you, Minx." Cry says over Pewds shoulder. "What the fuck are you doing Cry?" Pewds hisses, trying to get out of his arms.

"See Pewdie? He doesn't care. He's gonna get you killed, just come with us." Marzia says, unlink her arm with Minx and steps forward. Felix is just conflicted.

"It's your choice Felix, but I see it, the real one who doesn't care is her" Cry mumbles, lips brushing against his ear, and then the arms are gone and Cry is standing behind Pewds.

"They want to kill me though, so the moment you step on their side, you're dead." Cry says, loud enough for the other group to hear.

Then everything just kind of stands still for a moment, both groups waiting for Felix to make his decision.

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It wasn't Cry's threat, or Marzia staring at him pleadingly that helped Pewds make his decision. He willingly stepped back, away from Marzia, bumping into Cry.

"We're going to leave now, I suggest you do the same. If you start shooting, I'll kill everyone of you weather or not Pewdie wants it." Cry says to the group, then walks off back the way they came.

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"What was that, back there? Just using me as a shield?" Felix says awhile later, sat down on a chair inside a diner. "You were just gonna let them shoot me?" He asks, looks up and out the window to see if there's anybody walking past.

"They weren't gonna shoot you, Marzia wouldn't let that happen." Cry says from a booth across the room, making small bombs. "And if she did? I would've died." Felix says and looks over at Cry.

Cry shakes his head. "I wouldn't have let that happen."

Felix feels butterflies in his stomach and decides to looks away, can't understand why he's so infatuated with the masked man. "You're kind of stuck with me now, even if I don't like it. I'm not gonna let you get hurt." He says.

"Why don't you like traveling with people?" Felix asks, deciding to ignore Cry's last comment. "It's dangerous for me, and dangerous for you." Cry says.

Pewds just nods and looks out the window.

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