HAUNTED (Mad!Cry)

Chapter 3

The words smacked Cry in the face. He sat there gaping like a fish, his mouth wordlessly open. Once you burn in hell. The words kept repeating themselves in his head. The little bit of hope Cry had vanished, leaving him all alone. So, hopelessly, alone.

"I had friends. I had family. I had a life, people who cared about me." Cry was shaking uncontrollably.

"I-I cared about you T-Too" Cry managed to stutter. He had to say something to comfort his friend, then maybe he would leave.

"You didn't care." The tone in Pewds's voice turned bitter. Cry winced at the words. He was right. That one day, that horrid day, Cry wasn't himself. He hadn't cared about Pewds.

--flashback--

Cry stood from his bed and brushed himself off. From downstairs he heard Pewds rustling around in the kitchen. Cry became angry at Pewds. How dare he leave him alone? Pewds was here for him after all! And then he proceeds to insult him? Cry tightened his fists. Pewds Would pay. Friends make you laugh, they make you happy. Pewds did not make Cry laugh today. He did not brighten his mood....Cry now came to a realization. Pewds isn't working anymore,he is broken. A broken toy. Garbage. Cry giggled and smiled. He must get rid of this broken toy. Cry laughed even louder. Now he won't be bored anymore! Finally! Cry has something to do.

"Shit bro! Your kitchen is stocked!" Pewds yelled from downstairs. Cry frowned. Did Cry give him permission to eat HIS food? No, he didn't. How impolite Cry thought. Rage ran through him. I HATE impolite people He thought. Fury ran it's course through Cry, and his vision went red. Madness took over.

--flashback over--

"It wouldn't have been like this." The voice cooed.

"You made me mad!" Cry shouted. He needs to get rid of this heaviness, this guilt, it's killing Him.

"So your saying it's my fault I'm dead" The voice whispered. " It's my fault I'm buried under the ground! It's MY fault no one else can see ME again! ITS NY FAULT YOU LOST CONTROL!?" The voice was screeching in Cry's head, filling his ears with the horrifying words. Cry clutched his head and rolled up into a ball.

"No,no,no, Pewds. No,no,no." Cry said it over and over again. He repeated the mantra, as if it would change things. "No,no,no. No,no,no."

Pewds chuckled. A dark, teasing, chuckle. " Oh look! Cry is going mad! Mad I say!" Cry continued his mantra.

"No,no,no. No,no,no."

"Your mad Cry. Who are you gonna kill next? Huh? Your sister? Your mother?"

"No, no, no."

"Your mad Cry. You killed me when you got mad. Who you gonna kill?" Pewds said in a teasing tone.

"no, NO, NO!" Cry bolted up from the ground, his fists clenched. "Look Pewds, I'm sorry. I won't ever go mad again. Ever." Cry's fists were still clenched, and he waited stiffly for the voice's answer.

"You already have."

--Flashback--

Cry smirked and looked around at his his room. It was a mess. Dirty clothes lay in heaps on the floor and recording equipment was sprawled across his desk. As Cry looked around he became more and more frustrated. He had NOTHING to use as a weapon! What has he been thinking? What if he needed to defend himself? Cry sighed and trudged toward the door, his focus slipping. He was starting to forget why he was mad in the first place. His vision had started to return to normal when...

"Cry! Your sink is clogged up!" Pewds yelled up. Pewds! Cry remembered everything, and the world became red again.

"I'm going to clog your throat" he growled as he stalked towards the top of the stairs. He slowly crept his way down, his keen vision aware of anything and everything around him. When he finally reached the bottom he noticed a vase sitting on the coffee table. A tingling began in his fingers. The familiar sensation brought a smile to Cry's face. He had tried to avoid this feeling for so long, and now that he let it take over, he began to question why he ever tried to stop it. It was feeling of hunger. The hunger to kill.

--flashback over--

A/N Hey guys sorry this update took so long. I've been really busy during school and had lots of tests to take. But I made this one a long one so hopefully that makes up for it. I was planning on this story to be a chapter or two, but it looks like that isn't going to happen. Sadly, this will be coming to an end soon, probably just another chapter or two left. Anyway, enough of my rambling. I'll write ya guys later!

~mads