Chapter 4

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"NO! FUCK!" You and the three are playing prop hunt, and Pewdie, just can't seem to win.

"Pewdie you suck!" Cry laughs, nearly falling from the couch which makes you burst into a cackle, actually falling into the ground, "Weirdos..." Marzia mumbled, she wasn't playing, but she was watching from a distance...and by distance, I mean the kitchen, reading a book.

Pewds was laughing so hard his face was a deep pink, causing Cry to laugh harder.

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You, Cry, and Pewds were at the park while Marzia stayed back because she had a migrain from your guys' loudness, and Pewdie was pushing you on a swing when he pushed WAY to high for your comfort. "Felix!" you called out, "Not so high!" Pewds just chuckled and pushed higher. For some reason, you instantly let go, sending you straight off the swing. Fear enveloped and you let out a shrill scream as you fell towards the ground.

You flailed your arms and landed awkwardly on your left ankle as a loud Pop! erupted through the park. Your face contorted as the pain shot through your ankle and leg.

"Oh my fuck." Shouted Pewds and Cry in unision.

"Are you okay!?" Cry asked, "I'm soo sorry!" Pewds added. You tried to stand as if to say your alright, but instead hissed in pain as your ankle throbbed.

Pewdie and Cry looked at eachother before you were lifted from the ground and onto Cry's back.

"Fuck.." you sighed under your breath.

"Sorry..." Pewds said, obvious guilt drowning his usual giddy voice.

You shook your head, "It's fine Pew-" you were interuppted by a sudden impact to the ground.

"Ouch." Cry said as he rubbed his forehead, he ran into a tree because he wasn't paying attention.

"You alright?" You asked while trying to stand up, but falling again of a piercing pain that shot through your leg, yelping at the sudden burn again.

"Oh, shit, sorry ____! I guess today isn't our day." Cry managed to chuckle out light heartedly, picking you up and lifting you back onto his back again.

"No...I guess not." You awkwardly massaged the back of your neck and laughed just as oddly. As you walked down the quiet street and back to your house, you hopped off Cry's back and gained your balance, deciding to walk on your own. "___, are you sure you can walk?" Pewds asked and you began walking with a slight limp, "Course!" You assured them with a bright smile.

(EDITED MAY 24, 2016)

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