The Other Lover

     Stephano pinned Pewdie to the wall.  Pewdie didn't know how this happen, and he didn't know why.  Stepano smirked, it was rare for Stephano to smile or smirk.  It frightened Pewdie, 'was this really Stephano?!' he thought.

     "Now you're mine again and forever." Stephano said and stared into Pewdie's frightened eyes.

     Pewdie finally mustered up the courage to ask Stephano.  "What did you do that for?!"  His right eyes slowly trailed down to what was in Stephano's left hand.  His eye widened from when he saw it, the swordsman was holding his beloved's mask..  His white porcelain that had a simple poker face drawn onto it, but now it had blood stains on it.  While his head was on the floor, right under the mask was.   

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      It has been an year since Pewdie and Stephano broken up, and Pewdie has decided that he and Stephano reunite once again.  Stephano liked that idea, it was because even though they have broken up, Stephano was still in love with him.  Then why did they break up in the first place?  It was because Pewdie had left Stephano for Cryaotic.

     And Stephano hated Cryaotic evers since, because this man had the audacity to swoop in and woo his precious love.  Now, he was the one that could touch him, hug him, hold his hand. The one who could make him smile, or just show any kind of emotion. 

     That man had stolen Stephano's place, and he hated it.

     Stephano was now at the door steps of his ex-lover's house, Stephano wouldn't take it anymore.  He was not just here because Pewdie invited him, he was there because he has come to claim what was his and his alone.  The blond swordsman knocked on the door, and who does he see?  It was none other than Cry.

     "Oh hi." Cry greeted Stephano, but Stephano didn't reply to him but waited for what he wanted to come out.  It was only a few minutes later when that happened, Felix has appeared at the entrance. 

     "Hey Stephano!" Pewdie happily greeted him.  Only then when Stephano smiled for a short time before returning to his usual neutral poker face expression. 

     "Long time no see." Pewdie continued, and finally Stephano replied. "It has been."

     Pewdie turned to Cry that was beside him.  "Oh yes Stephano, this is my boyfriend, Cry.  I guess this is the first time for you two to meet."

     Stephano felt the urge of wanting the masked man dead, and paint his blood on the walls.  Because this man was the one that ruined his relationship with Pewdie, but now he can get this thing out of the way since he is here.  Anyways, Pewdie leaded Stephano to the living room where they could play some video games together and talk to each other about what is happening.  And if Pewdie noticed the sudden dark aura around Stephano, then he didn't decide to pay much attention to it.

    "So how's Piggeh, Mr Chair and Jennifer?" Pewdie asked Stephano, those three were also long time friends of the two men before they turned down to different paths.  "They're all fine doing their own thing like always."

     It wasn't till 7 past midday did Pewdie needed to go back upstairs for something to give to Stephano, which left Stephano and Cry alone together in the same room.  Stephano didn't bother to say anything to Cry, but instead he got up and headed to kitchen. 

      In there, he looked in the drawers and cabinets for anything sharp before finding a nice, sharp French knife.  Cry noticed that Stephano left and thought that he wanted something to eat, he got up as well and followed Stephano soon afterwards. 

      "Do want anything to eat Ste-" Cry stopped in the middle of his sentence when he saw Stephano glaring at him with the French knife in his hands.  He wanted to ask why Stephano had that knife in his hands before noticing exactly what this means, and his natural senses kicked in.  Cry jerked away and sprinted down the hallway, aiming to get upstairs where Pewdie was, hoping that Pewdie would be able to stop Stephano from what he was trying to do.

      A maniacal smile appeared on Stephano's face as he could see that now this has turned into a game of Hunter and Prey, and of course with him being the hunter and Cry the prey.  But instead of sprinting after him, he just walked after Cry, knowing exactly where people including Cry would usually hide if they were wanted dead. 

      For some reason, Cry somehow didn't run upstairs, but instead turned to go to the basement.  He opened the door quickly before closing the door just as fast as he had opened it and locked it.  Cry didn't know what was happening and why, but his natural senses told him to hide.

       Unfortunately, Stephano knew that the basement would be where his "prey" would be hiding.  He try to get in but found out that the door was locked.  And started to force his way in, which took a few tries before successively breaking in.  In which that it reveals a frightened American, trying to also find a weapon to defend himself. 

     "Oh my, how unfortunate that this had to be the end of you, but you should've known that Pewdie will be only be mine and mine alone."

     He stabbed Cry in the stomach before slicing his head off.  Not even caring that Cry's blood ends up on his clothes.  He picked up Cry's head.  "I have been waiting for this moment."  He whispered to the head,  proud of what he had done. 

     It wasn't long till he heard Pewdie's steps down the stairs and into the hallway.  The sound of him breaking into the basement must've have loud enough for Pewdie to hear it from upstairs.  Soon enough, his beloved blond appeared, but Pewdie's face quickly changed from confusion to shock. 

     Stephano turned around just now holding Cry's head and mask by the string that was against the back of his head.  "Oh 'ello Pewdie."  Stephano smiled, with the head on cue falling to the ground which leaves him with only holding the bloodied mask.  It wasn't a genuine happy one though, but it was more of one that would belong to a madman.

     "Wh-WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" Pewdie yelled at Stephano, already at the brink of tears.

     Pewdie had left Stephano for Cry because Stephano started to grow more distant, and was always at his job.  But when he wasn't, he always was so easily jealous, at first it was nice that Stephano cared but he started to get to clingy and dare he say, obsessive. That's why when he met Cry, he fell in love with the American.  Cry didn't always get jealous all the time and gave him room but also gives him company as well, besides they got along just fine.  But now Cry was gone, and it was all because of Stephano. 

     "Why..?"  Pewdie covered his face with his hands.  Which caused Stephano's insane smile to disappeared.

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     "He was in the way Pewdie, but now everything is fine." Stephano answered Pewdie's question.

     "In the way of what Stephano?" Pewdie replied.

     "Us of course, Pewdie." 

     "But there isn't an 'us' anymo-"  Stephano eyes widened in anger knowing what he was going to say.  "THERE ALWAYS WAS AN US PEWDIE!  AND THAT THING!" 

     He pointed to Cry's head with the hand that still held onto the mask.  "DARE TO GET IN THE WAY!"

     Stephano calmed down a bit.  "Pewdie, don't you know how much I love you?"

     "But I don't love you anymore Stephano.  That was the past." Pewdie shot back at Stephano, ignoring how much Stephano loved him. 

     Stephano was going to hit Pewdie, even though he loved him to show that he was the right one here.  But instead he stopped, he felt a stinging pain in one of his lungs, and Stephano knew what's happened.  While he was explaining to him how he felt, he didn't notice Pewdie slowly taking the knife out of Stephano's other hand and stabbed him.   The blood soon started to fill up in his mouth as he fell to the ground.   The swordsman looked up to see Pewdie, before he felt a pang of pain in his heart and blacking out.

     Pewdie looked as Stephano die when he stabbed him in the heart with the very same knife that Stephano used to kill his love with.  He then took the mask away from Stephano's hand and pulled the knife out of Stephano.  The Swedish man took Cry's head and put it where it was supposed to be, which was to be right about where his neck.  Then stabbing himself with it and falling to the ground besides Cry.   Pewdie just stared at Cry one more time, closed his eyes before saying: "Jag älskar dig." 

     And with that, Pewdie drowned in his own blood.