HAUNTED (Mad!Cry)

chapter 2

"Please" Cry begged. "Just go away!" His tears fell onto his jeans, leaving dark spots all over.

"Your fault! Your fault! All. Your. FAULT." Cry shrieked and clawed at his face. This is torture. He needs to stop the memories that kept replaying themselves in his head.

--flashback--

Cry became immensely bored. Pewdie was rambling on about this new game system called the oculus rift, and how he had acquired one from a friend. Cry soon became jealous. Of course Pewdie had those connections! He got to try out all those new systems! He got to play all the new games! Cry sighed and sat up, shifting towards the end of the bed.

"I wasn't expecting to see her behind me!! Cry bro, it seemed so real, As if I could touch her! Wouldn't-"

"So what are we going to do?" Cry said cutting pewdie off. Pewdie stopped talking and frowned.

"I dunno. Whatever you want I guess" Pewdie leaned back in the beanbag.

"I don't have anything to do." Cry said stating the obvious. He started to get antsy, couldn't Pewds tell Cry was bored?

"Your house bro" Pewds widened his arms, gesturing to the whole house. Cry sighed and thought for a moment.

"We'll since your here why don't we do a Co-op?" Cry suggested. It actually didn't seem like a bad idea. Pewds thought for a moment and then shook his head.

"Nah, I've been staring at a screen all day. Lets do something else" Cry frowned and crossed his arms. Fine then. There has to be something else." Why dont we play catch?" Pewds bent over and picked up the forgotten ball.

"I already did that. By myself" Cry muttered. Pewds is disappointing him. Cry hasn't laughed since he got here. If anything Cry has become more agitated since he got here.

"I don't know what else man" Pewds said as he tossed the ball up in the air. He seemed so relaxed. How? Cry couldn't relax at all, every single muscle in his body was tense. What didn't help was that he was STILL bored. Pewds didn't want to do anything Cry wanted too. It was getting on Cry's nerves.

"How about we go out to eat?" Pewds asked.

"I already ate" Cry answered back angrily. He felt his control slipping, his mood kept darkening. He didn't want to yell at Pewds, it would just make things worse for Cry afterwards. Cry shut his eyes, taking deep breathes as he tried to calm himself.

"Well I don't know what ya want" Pewds said standing up. Cry kept his eyes closed, it was starting to help a little. Pewds noticed Cry doing his therapy and smirked. He started to walk out of the room and stopped at the doorway. "We'll I'm going to go raid your kitchen. I'll leave the madman to his therapy" he jokingly called over his shoulder as he walked out. Cry's eyes snapped open. He didn't take it as a joke. In fact, in the fragile state he was in it was more like an insult to him. SNAP.  Cry's control slipped. Cry looked up and gave a light chuckle.

"A madman I am indeed"

--flashback over--

"I'm sorry" Cry sobbed. "I'm so, so, sorry" Cry inhaled and choked on his sobs, resulting in a cough attack.

"Everyone makes mistakes Cry."

"Do you forgive me?" Cry asked. This is the man he remembers. His Pewds. So forgiving, so understanding. Cry slowly stopped crying, feeling at peace with the voice's silence. "Do you?" he asked again hopefully.

"Sure" the voice said soothingly. Pewds's voice. His beautiful voice, the one Cry knows so well. Then it said something, something that sent shivers up Cry's spine.

"Once you burn in hell"