Saving Marzia (Pewdiepie fanfic)

Oh Deer!

Chapter 14




POV: Felix Kjellberg


It was getting later, the moon was high in the sky and the sun had slipped away some time ago. An eerie feel surrounded us as screams, gun shots, and alarms went off from unknown locations. We were still in a small town of Germany. People and zombies, unlike the other places we had been, were scattered across the streets. It was to dark to tell which was which at this point. I tried not to think about it. I mean how similar they still look to normal people. The only noticeable differences are the glowing red eyes the zombies portray and the mental states. I sighed and looked away from the window.


One of the new additions to our group, George, had been talking to Emma. I'm not sure , but I feel weird about that; kind of a protective feeling over Emma. My dazed feeling, tho, over powered that at times, allowing them to talk for periods of time without me interrupting every minute or so.


While the to weren't talking, I grabbed two butterfly bandages, removed the cloth from around my head, put antibiotics from Fiannas supplies on it, and stuck the small bandages over the deep cut to keep it together.


Now that that's taken care of I can focus more on the important things, such as: Marzia, location, the group, and Emma. Yes, she is one of my top priorities and she has the right to be.


"Hey, Pewdie. Can I ask you something?" Emma tugged on my sleeve slightly, pulling me from my thoughts. Her facial expression looked unsure and shy.


I looked at her, a little confused. "Yeah, anything." I answered.


"When we get to Sweden and get Marzia back... will you um... I mean, I know your helping me now... but I mean like...," She was rambling and seemed a little embarrassed. She sighed and continued. "Would you ever leave me... like alone, on my own?"


"Why would I do that? Your the coolest kid I know. Plus, I think we need each other to get through all this." I admitted, smiling and rubbed the top of her head, messing up her hair. I got a giggle out of her. She looked up at me and smiled before cuddling into my side. I couldn't see but I think she may have fallen asleep. I smirked over at George as if he was the loser of some secret contest and I was the winner. He, of course, wasn't looking in my direction. He was staring out the window, in deep thought.


I looked up to the front seat, seeing Ryan and Fianna hitting it off. I wondered if she knows he's Cryaotic. I think Cry would be happier if she didn't know, for now. Who knows, maybe they'll fall for each other like in all the chick-flicks, but more zombies.


I started thinking about everything that's going to change because of this and how much thinking this whole thing has got me doing, as we started to go through some densely wooded areas. Usually I just go with whatever and don't give it a second thought, but this, this whole thing has got me thinking a lot more then usual.


"Hey, PewDie." Fianna called to me, and just then I noticed how deeply we had gotten into the woods. It looked so calm and serene, unlike this whole ordeal. It was actually kind of nice going into the woods.


"Yeah?" I said quietly, noticing Emma was still nuzzled up to my side, asleep.


"Is my brother still awake?" She yawned, her Irish accent still thick and noticeable.


"Out like a light."


She sleeply nodded to my response and leaned back in her seat, yawning once again. Cry then yawned as well.


"Stop that." He yawned.


She faked a yawn, making me smirk and making Ryan yawn again. "Stop what?" Fianna smirked as she looked to him and back at me.


"Stop yawning!" He yawned yet again.


We both snickered into our hands. She could have kept this going for a long time, but everything changed in a split second. Ryan wasn't watching the road, Fianna was making him laugh and yawn, and I was the only one who had view of the road. I mean, I couldn't even say anything but stuttered, jumbled up letters before we hit the deer and swerved off the road. And Emma...Emma. She didn't have a seatbelt on. Then I remember a BOOM and everything was black once again.


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Some, unknown, time later my mind woke up. And what I mean by that is, only my mind woke up. I couldn't move, open my eyes, or talk. But I could hear and feel. I felt burning hot, bruised, and overall in pain. And I heard the crackling of fire and mumbled panicked voices. But slowly my functions started to come back and I groaned in pain. I could suddenly feel Yink and Puga licking my face.


"Felix! Wake up! Felix! Emma's stuck!" The words slipped into my mind and jolted me up. My eyes bursted open and I saw the car, on fire. Supplies were scattered everywhere and flames from the car light up the surrounding forest, catching some trees and bushes on fire as well. Some how I was on the road along with Fianna, who was staring into my eyes, terrified.


"Where is she?" I asked as I stood up.


"She's still in the back of the car! W-we can't get her out!"


We both rushed over to the other side of the car where George and Ryan were trying to get to, the trapped and unconscious, Emma. Burning hot flames stood in their way from reaching her.


I was in panic mode. My heart was pounding, my breath was shallow, and my head was spinning. How do I get her out? Was the only thing in my mind.


I tried to stay calm as my eyes scanned over the burning car. I looked for something, anything to help.


My eyes latched on to an opening in the flames. I darted to the other side of the car. The car door was crushed inward and wouldn't open, so I busted the glass out of the drivers side window and crawled in, scratching up my stomach on the sharp, shattered glass. I through a few backpacks out of my way- I think they made it out the window. Now my path was clearer.


I grabbed Emma by her arms and dragged her into the front seat, flames and smoke now surrounding us. Smoke filled our lungs as I looked down at Emma. Her body was completely limp on my lap. I did a quick look-over of her and noticed her left hand looked a little burnt, but other then that she looked okay.


Still unable to open the smashed-in door I handed Emma off to Cry, who was waiting at the window. I then pulled myself out of the car and landed in the grass; coughing from the smoke as I rose up and walked over to where Ryan laid Emma down. She still wasn't moving and her breathing was almost unnoticeable. I noticed her chest stopped moving. I don't think she was breathing anymore. I had no idea what to do to help her.


George got on his knees beside of Emma, lifted her chin up, pinched her nose and gave her C.P.R., doing thirty compressions and two breaths in less then a minute. Nothing was happening.
He counted the compressions out loud in breaths as we all watched him, helplessly. He had started his third round of C.P.R.


"25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30..." He breathed into her mouth, looked for any rise in her chest. Seeing no rise and hearing no breath, he breathed for her again. He moved his head back and got off his knees, defeated after three rounds of compressions and breaths. Emma's body still laid lifeless on the cold asphalt. My eyes began to water.


I dropped to my knees beside her, completely out of hope. I picked her up in my arms and held her close to my chest. "Please don't go..." I whispered into her ear as I cradled her body close to me. Tears began to slip from my eyes. What am I supposed to do without her? She was like...like my own kid. I...I just can't lose her. I bursted out into tears and sobs. "No! No! No..." I whimpered into her chest.


"Please..please God!.. Please don't do this." I begged, looking up at the sky. I don't even believe in a God but right now I'd try anything.


Why didn't she have a seatbelt on? Why didn't I tell her to put on a seatbelt? I'm so stupid! It's all my fault!




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Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Plz don't hate me! Just wait for the next chapter! I cried writing this so I can't imagine how you feel. I'm SO sorry. This is what happens when I write my stories in a bad mood. I'm so so sorry for the cliff hanger...


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