Fallen (The Youtuber Games) (Youtuber Short Story)

Epilogue

Tyler Oakley's POV

Troye closes his eyes. His chest stops moving. His pulse isn't there. His hand is cold.

He is gone.

And there's a canon to confirm it.

I start crying histerically, trying to breath regularly, which made it all worse. I start hyperventilating. 

I hear trumpets and cheering to announce my victory, but I don't care. All I have eyes for is Troye. 

His warm breath against my lips, his soft, smooth voice, the sparkle in his blue eyes. All gone.

I can't describe my feelings. A part of me can't believe Troye's gone, and the other part is angry and devastated about his death.

There's a hovercraft that comes to pick his body up. NO! They can't take him away! I hunched over his corpse, clugging it tightly, not planning to let go anytime soon. Let me say goodbye to my boyfriend, you shitshow motherfuckers!

And they seem to understand because they take us both.

I'm still crying when I enter the hovercraft. I look up at some creepy looking man in a white suit. He injects something in my arm, and before I realize what it is, everything darkens and I'm sucked in a deep sleep.

3rd Person's POV

In the 1 week The YouTuber Games lasted, 29 youtubers were killed. 53 channels were closed.

The Games themselves were a viral hit, with 1.3 billion views each episode. YouTube earned all of their money back.

Tyler Oakley lost his sanity after the Games. All he would do was crying and whispering "Troye..." and "Why?".

The last words he said in public were at Troye's funeral. 

He never logged in on his YouTube, Twitter, Instagram or Tumblr accounts again.

But he fills his days by visiting Troye Sivan's grave every single day, to say the exact same words. The speech he said at Troye's funeral.

I'm waking up without you here, in this room that seems bigger and emptier then usual.

It's sinking in.

It's over, I guess it's over.

The tale created by the two of us, was all in vain.

I can't believe it was done so quickly.

One mistake, got only one regret. 

A memory I know I'll never forget.

Even if I let my mind wander in other places,

Even if I try to be happy,

The pain won't heal no matter what.

Time crawls so slowly when I'm by myself, without you here.

The punishment for my ignorancy is falling too heavy upon me.

The last words that you left behind,

I can't stop replaying them in my head, like a refrain, because it heals my wounds a little.

But my heart is still aching.

Just one mistake, just one regret,

but remember that I love you, no matter what.

If I would be able to meet you, passing through time and space, 

Even if it' heading to the same end,

I'm sure I would do it, without any regrets.

Right now, if I could ride a time machine,

If I would be able to meet you once again,

I wouldn't wish for anything else than for us two to be together again.

I would take your hand in my hand,

I would kiss your lips with mine,

I would take you, and run away.

So, before the memories become distant and fleeting,

before they start to fade,

before I forget the feelings I have for you,

Give me a time machine.

I need a time machine.

Because I'm sorry, Troyesivan,

I truely am.

I still love you.

I always will.

Always.

Love,

Tilly.

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Soo, this is the official end of this story.

For the people wondering, yes, the speech is indeed a song, it's the translation of "Time Machine" by Girls' Generation, but I made a few changes in the translation. The video is --> there for people who want to watch it or listen to the song.

And guys, holy crap! This story almost has 1K reads! That's insane! I would've never thought more than 2 people would read this little "book"! Thanks! This is all for you :*

{Dedication to lyssaaax, my long lost twin sistah! I hope this chapter doesn't make your feels just explode all over the place! Love you~}

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Stay Fabulous~