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Marzia

Pewds POV

Istared blankly at the stone and a tar rolled down my cheek. Why? To her of all people. I started to sob when a delicate hand rested on my shoulder. I looked up to see a girl with long auburn hair and sad brown eyes. She smiled sypathetically and turned and read aloud what the stone had etched into it.

"Marzia Bisognin October 21, 1992 - June 1, 2014 A sweet beautiful girl who wil be dearly missed." The girl's hand left my shoulder and she turned to walk away. She stopped and looked back at me.

"She wouldn't want you to grieve over her. She would want you to forget and move on... I would know." And she left without another word.

3 months later

"H-hhhows it goin bros, my name is Peeeeeeewdipie. And we are gunna play some more fuck-me-in-the-ass quiz, I-I mean impossible quiz."

5 hours later

"Fute3@rvb$tyr&bu!" I had been playing for more than 5 hours it was already 7PM and I'm pretty sure I was going insane. Sigh, all for the bros I guess.

"Well bros I think thats enough of this piece of shit. See you bros later, alright here comes the brofist myhiiiiiiiiii!" I brofisted the camera and turned it off. Sigh, so tired. I guess I'll take a nap. I walked/crawled to the couch and laid down just as my phone vibrated. I groaned, it was most likely the unknown person who kept sending me the same text. I checked the text to see the same thing as always.

"Go visit her. We need to talk." Sigh, who was this? And why send the same text over and over again? Go visit who? Whatever... I laid on my back and scrolled through my other texts when my phone slipped from my hand and landed on my face.

"Son Of A Fuck!" My phone fell o the floor as I winced. Ow, my phone vibrated and I turned over to pick it up. Come on, again whith this person. I checked the text anyway and found it finally said something diferent.

"We need to talk! I've been waiting since that day, June 3, 2014." My eyes widened, what! Marzia... I ran to the door and jumped into my car. I quickly sped out of the driveway. I-I coudn't be... but, the day we buried Marzia. ONly one way to find out.

????'s POV

I sent the same text as always and sat back down on the cold stone. I continued to wait and wait. Sigh, i bent over and real the stone.

"Marzia Bernova September 13, 1991 - June 1, 2014 A sweet beautiful girl who will be dearly missed." I stood up and paced. Would he remember me... of course he would, I was the only one who said anything to him that day. The only one who cared to say anything. But it needs to end... right?

Yes it does... please end it.

I sent a more obviouse text. Hopefully this would get his attention. I sat back on teh stone and hummed Marzia's favorite song. Footsteps started to get closer to me. Finally, took him long enough. I smiled when I saw him running toward me.

You happy now Marzia?

Very...

"Hello Felix." He was out of breath and looked confused as to who I was. I smiled and realized I was shadowed by the oak tree that grew here. I stepped into the light of the full moon. His eyes widend when he saw me.

"You... your the girl I met here. The day we buried Marzia." I nodded and kept a staight face. Now was not the time for me to introduce myself.

Tell him why he's here.

"You probaly want to know why your here so I'll tel you. Marzia wanted to... well to say goodbyr before she had to leave." He stared blankly at me.

I told you this would happen.

Hush, I know what to do... tell him what we talked about before.

What! You want me to say that!

Please... Do this last thing for me.

Sigh "Felix," I tried my best to sound liek Marzia and had practiced her sweet Italian accent till she approved. I guess I sounded like her because Felix's eye widened.

"M-Marzia."

"Felix, I miss you but we can't be torgether anymore. I'm gone an I need you to forget about me. Find someone new. I'm leaving and I can't stay much longer. I just wanted to say goodbye before I had to leave for good. To say the goodbye I never got to... so" I took a deep braeth to keep from crying.

Do you really have to go?

Yes, I wish I didn't but I don't have a choice anymore... I've already stayed too long.

Okay... I'll tell him.

"Goodbye Felix."

Goodbye Rogina

Dispite the fact Felix was standing right in front of me I burst out crying. I cut the Italian accent and told Felix she was gone. And sobbed at the loss of my childhood friend.

Pewd's POV

I stood in complete shock. Marzia has left me once again. If there is a god, why do you do this to me?