Family-CutiePieMarzia and PewDiePie(4)

Chapter 19

Felix POV

*2 days later*

Tears slowly rand down my face as I turned my camera on. How should I start this video? It needed to be special. Something to be remembered by...Because this was going to be my last video...After getting over 15 million subscribers...it was coming to a horrible end. The stress of having two children was too much. Marzia was also getting horribly sick. Most days she couldn't even get out of bed. Along with the YouTube, editing, and other family members, it was impossible.

The red light flashed across my already red eyes. I had to make this video. To say sorry for doing this. This video came at the worst time. The week leading up to Christmas. Most of my bros would hate me forever. This would be the worst Christmas they will ever have...Some of my bros could even die...I already got tons upon tons if messages saying how I always made them smile when they where depressed, sad, and even suicidal. It was terrifying. The red light was still flashing. Here it goes.

"H-hey bros..I-I need to talk to you..." I took a deep, shaky breath, and carried on. "As you may know..Marzia recently had twins. And she's horribly sick now...so...so I have to look after them. But with all the recording, editing, and them...It's too hard. Almost impossible. I really tried bros...I really did. I-I just can't anymore. So...I'm-I'm quitting YouTube. I'm-I'm so sorry...please forgive me. Please remember this channel. It's still going to be up...but if you're new, still subscribe. In the future, maybe in 2 years or so...I might start up again. So...for the last time...bro-brofist." I brofisted the camera, tears pouring down my face. And turned it off.

That was the end of it. The end of my youtube. After a few hours after posting it, I checked the comments. If I cried hard before, then the cries I did there went off the scale. I sobbed myself to sleep, the words still burned into my brain. Stuff like, don't leave! And: please, you're the one that keeps my smiling. My shitty life has been horrible!...It scares me how much my bros need me...but it's It's impossible!

Someone opened the door to my bedroom a few hours later. You could tell they had been sobbing. Just like me. Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw Albin standing there. Tears where streaming down his face.

"F-Felix?" He said, putting his face in his toy.

"What is it Albin?" I replied. I got off the bed and liked up to him. In the dim, moonlight, you could see a dark streak running down his face. And it wasn't tears...it was blood. "Albin! Wha-what happened?" Before he could reply I had already picked him up and was about to put him on the kitchen table. He shook his head.

Once I cleaned the blood up, I picked him up and carried him back to my room. Looking out for signs of any trips or falls. There was nothing. Coming from one of the rooms, you could hear Marzias vomiting. Geez, have to take her to the doctors tommorow. If there're open. It's Christmas Eve. If Stephano was still alive, me and Marzia would be watching him lay out cookies with milk. Or tucking him up, telling his that Santa would come. Yet...yet he's somewhere up there, looking down on us.

"Hey Felix?" Albing said quitely. His eyes weren't even open.

"Yea?" I replied, laying him down on my bed. It was too risky taking him into his own bedroom. I would wake everyone up.

"I-I fell over in the bathroom..." At least I know how he got it. Luckily, it wasn't as big as I thought.

"It's okay, go to sleep now." He went out like a light. Geez, he and Stephano would've got along well...if only he was alive.

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Oh, and a SUPER SUPER thanks to nickiyolopanda for giving me the idea for the next chapters. Thanks!