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Pewdiepie X Sister! Reader "He Didn't Even Look at Me" (Part 2)

ELLO, here is part 2...enjoy
The music isn't going to end by the time you do. It's 90 minutes long. You don't have to Listen to all of it.

Original story from my Sad! Various X Reader oneshots
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Felix POV

What have I done?

Why did I do it?

Why didn't I stop it?

How could this have happened?

All I could do...was nothing...

I couldn't do anything since that day...

The day I lost my best friend...

As soon as Marzia told me what had happened, we immediately rushed to the hospital. She couldn't die. She just couldn't. I couldn't live with myself, if she did.
I chocked back sobs, as I drove, me and Marzia to where they had my baby sister.

As soon as we had reached the hospital we had rushed out of the car and to the doors.

They had told us to wait.

Why?

She was in surgery...

I put her in that position,

I never should have done this...

I sobbed loudly. I probably looked like a complete fool. A full grown man like me bawling my head off in the hospital with my girlfriend to soothe me. It's usually the other way around.
But I didn't care.

I could tell that I was recognized by some fans.

I could here them whispering...gossiping...insulting...mocking.

I didn't care...

We sat and waited for a long while, and I eventually calmed down. I still hiccuped with some sobs, but I was calmed down...on the outside.

On the inside, I could feel my heart tearing into two pieces thinking about what could happen.

Y/N would heal, and come home with us, and be happy. We would all be happy.

Or

Y/N could pass on, and leave me, and leave us. Her, and everyone she knew YouTube channels that would eventually find out. And sob over the loss of a loved YouTuber.

I thought for a long time. The doctor finally came out. With a huge frown plastered on his face. I felt my heart drop, as Marzia walked up to him.

'Don't worry Felix, maybe it's just a few broken bones. Don't jump to conclusions.' I thought.

I watched as Marzia talked to the man. I couldn't hear what they where saying. So I sat quietly, and waited.

The doctor placed a hand on Marzia's shoulder, he looked at me with a look of sadness, and sympathy, and with that, he left.

Marzia walked up to me tears falling from her beautiful soft cheeks. She looked at me. I could tell she was trying he best not to cry.