Our Story. ( A pewdiecry Fanfiction.)

Chapter 9.

POV

Cry

"Run damn-it!!" I pulled Felix with me down the street. Rushing through people and my breathing was rough, my legs ached and my body cried for a rest but I kept pushing myself. Almost knocking into everyone I kept myself at pace . Felix was breathing so hard that he was begging to stop. He kept trying to stop but I kept hold of his arm, still pulling him along with me.

"Cry stop -I-ca-can't -" His legs let loose and he collapsed, dragging me down with him as we both fell hard as the concrete skinned my knees. I hissed in pain as I heard Felix do the same. Felix sat up with skid marks on his elbows and knees as blood quickly sept through his blue jeans. My attention was on him completely as I helped him move his legs very carefully in a better comfort.

"Felix , are you okay?! Shit I'm so sorry . I could of stopped..-"

"Don't worry about it cry.." He winched and smile as my heart dropped of how stupid that sounded at the moment.

"You're hurt bad!" I felt my stomach knot and he put a hand on my leg.

"Look at yourself." -

I quickly got up , ignoring the fire in my legs to help Felix up. He was in a lot of pain as I could tell. He slowly got up, legs wobbled and threatened to collapse again. We heard the fan girls coming and groaned as I made us walk quickly into an empty ally. We kept walking down it , further and further we went. Losing the sunlight in becoming into darkness. Our breathing didn't stop it kept going at a pace. My legs burned as hell took over in them. I couldn't imagine the pain that Felix felt... Finally making our way deeper into the alley, we made our way up to a wall. Before I knew it Felix fell once again and yipped in pain from another fall onto his legs.

"Felix, take it easy." I warned as he slowly moved into a more comfortable position. It wasn't too dark in the alley, I could see his face pretty clear and it looked as if he were going to cry.

"Don't worry about it Cry." He smirked and I looked upset, he knew it wasn't funny. but the way he said it made it sound like this was just for fun, I balled my fist.

"Well damn right I'm going to worry about it, I'm getting sick of this chasing thing. We need to do something about this!" I can help the anger that Rose within me, I knew that he could see it as well and it wasn't as funny as he thought it was . Although I knew he was trying to lighten the mood but it wasn't fooling anyone.

His head fell and let out a heavy sigh.

"You don't need to take it so serious, this is just another memory to keep store. A good time with my buddy, and a crazy story to tell our grand kids."

By the way you said that it sounded like he was losing his mind, I can understand how he could still have a positive attitude towards this. This was happening every chance we got to leave the house. It was getting quite on my nerves and there was nothing we could possibly do.

Why was I the one to be so angered by the situation well he was so happy still? We ran as fast as we possibly could've run, and ended up eating shit.

"I don't understand you Felix, how can you be so happy?"

"This is more action i've gotten in the past two years."

"What about when you were with...?"

His eyes looked away from mine, looking down at his bloody legs. I knew I had hit a soft spot, not meaning to, I feel guilt wash over me. Why am I acting so selfish?

"What if I find no one like her?"

Felix spoke with such grieve in his voice. "Maybe I'll end up dying alone, who knows?"