Undercover(pewdiecry fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Two

          Felix’s P.O.V.

            I sighed as I laid there in my bed. I looked at the clock and it was 3:00 am. As much as I tried I couldn’t get to sleep. I looked over at Cry who was sleeping peacefully right beside me. For some reason he didn’t want to go back to his house tonight. I’m still worried about him and these strange events that keep occurring.  I mean usually I feel safe around Cry, but at the same time I feel as if I need to run away from him. I shook my thoughts out of my head and walked to the bathroom.

            I turned on the bathroom lights which blinded my eyes and shut the door behind me. I looked at my own reflection through the mirror “What’s wrong with you Felix? Pull yourself together! Cry would never hurt you, he loves you!” I shouted quietly to myself. I bent my head down towards the sink and splashed cold water all over myself.

            “Are you sure about that?” said a mysterious creepy voice. I quickly looked behind myself to see who it was, but no one was there. I looked down at the floor and suddenly something caught my eye. It was a steak knife; I picked it up and gazed into it. “How did you get in here?” I asked myself referring to the knife.

            “Better not play with knives or you’ll hurt yourself” I heard that same voice say. My heart was racing and my stomach was churning. “Who’s there?” I called out. But no one answered. As I was about to look at my reflection in the mirror again I screamed. My reflection in the mirror was different from how I looked. It was me, but I was drenched in blood and my eyes were rolled back. I also I had a creepy sinister smile on my face with my head tilted to the side.

            I was so terrified I couldn’t move. My body shook in fear as my demonic reflection was staring into my soul. “This isn’t real!” I told myself shaking my head.  Suddenly I look up and the monster version of me was standing right in front of me. The Thing’s head twisted all the way around its neck and smiled at me. “You keep telling yourself that” my evil twin whispered to me. But it didn’t sound like me, it sounded like… The monster!

            The monster was about to grab me, but suddenly everything went white. A moment later I became aware of my surroundings and noticed that I was in a different place. The place was very unfamiliar and it looked dirty and old. Suddenly I notice two people standing a couple feet away from me, it was Cry and a middle aged man who was sitting on a chair. He looked sick like he wasn’t going to live much longer and for some reason Cry looked a little younger.

            I called out to Cry, but it didn’t seem like they could hear me. Then the thought had hit me “Am I in the past?” I asked myself. I looked back up at Cry and the man and Cry suddenly pulled a gun out to him.

            “How could you? How could you ruin my life?” Cry shouted at the man. The man laughed creepily then suddenly he snapped out of his insane laughter. “I can’t help it Ryan” the man mumbled.

            Tears began streaming down Cry’s face. “What do you mean you can’t help it? You took everything away from me! You killed Mom, Aunt Jen, Uncle Lewis, and Gia who was my only friend! Then you escaped from the Mental Hospital and kidnapped me so you could torture me again! Yeah that definitely sounds like you couldn’t control your actions!” Ryan snapped at the man.

            The man’s horrifying looking face turned to Ryan. He started laughing insanely again, the more he laughed the scarier he looked. “Stop it! Or I’ll finally give you what you deserve!” Ryan nervously threatened.

            The man suddenly stood up and started to slowly walk towards Ryan. He walked just like the monster and had the same dislocated ankles. “It wasn’t me Ryan! This whole time it hasn’t been me! Mad did everything! Mad killed everyone! And Mad wants to hurt you!” the man shouted while laughing.

            “What the hell are you talking about? And stay away from me!” Ryan screamed at the man.

“Mad is a demon! He’s always with me and will never leave me alone! He controls me! And you’re next!” the man said while his laughs were getting more intense.

            The man backed Cry up into the corner of the wall and said “Help me!” from all of a sudden Cry pushes him away and points his gun at him. “Have fun in hell, you sick bastard!” Cry yelled while shooting the man a billion times. The man had fallen to the ground and blood was splattered everywhere.

            From all of a sudden everything went white again. A moment later I became aware of my surroundings and once again I was in a different place. It was a dark and creepy looking bedroom. Once again something had caught my eye again and it was Cry, he was sitting on the ground sobbing and covering his ears. This made my heart melt, I tried running over to him, but I couldn’t

            “You’re not real! My dad was mad man! He wasn’t telling the truth!” Cry shouted to someone, but I couldn’t see them. From all of a sudden Cry grabbed a steak knife that was on his dresser, he sat back down and began to cut himself. “NO CRY! STOP!” I shouted at him, but of course he couldn’t hear me. I watched in pain as Cry constantly cut himself and was eventually sitting in a pool of blood.

            Then once again everything went white. A moment later everything was clear and I became aware of my surroundings. I was in my bathroom again and knew that I was back into reality, but for some reason I felt weak and nauseous. I looked down at wrist and noticed that I was holding the steak knife and was cutting myself like Cry was. I screamed and through the knife across the room.

            I looked at my wrist and had many scars on my wrists and forearms, but under all of my scars there was carved a name. In big letters it said “Mad”.  I gasped and looked around myself. I noticed that I was sitting in a pool of blood and needed to get to a Doctor before I lost any more blood.

            I dizzily got up and ran out there struggling to stay up. As soon as I got into the kitchen I cried for help. “Cry! Cry! Help me!” I screamed as I fell to the hard ground. I could hear footsteps running towards me and the lights turning on. My vision was getting blurry, but I could make out Cry’s figure.

            “FELIX! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!” Cry shouted in terror as he was running towards me. Cry bent down and lifted my back on to his lap while he was quickly inspecting my arm. “C-C-Cry…” I manage to say but I begin to doze off and everything went black.

           

           

              

*Sorry it took me a while to update I was sick. But I hope u guys like the story so far :)