Go Find The Princess, Gamer Boy

Chapter Eighteen

Cry's P.O.V.

As Felix and I began another video game, which was probably our twentieth match since my girlfriend had left for the mall with two of her girlfriends, the front door was busted open. I jerked up from my seat, rushing over to the front door to find [Y/N] gasping for breath, obviously having a panic attack. I pulled her close to me, hugging her as tightly as I dared, stroking her hair to calm her down. At first, I thought she would never stop crying, sobbing loudly against my chest, but soon, she hushed down, whimpering softly into my tear-soaked shirt. When I believed her to be calm, I pulled her away from my warm form, looking down at her while I still stroked her hair. "What's wrong, baby?" I asked in a soft, reassuring voice, trying to be as gentle as I could with her, knowing she was in a fragile state right now.

Suddenly, she blurted out everything that had happened at the mall, starting with the drive and ending with collapsing in his arms. The whole time I continued to stroke her hair, hoping that the waterworks would not start again because I thought I was about to cry if she did. I never expected anything bad to happen to [Y/N] again – I promised that nothing bad would happen to her again – but I was wrong, again. I sighed, kissing her over and over again until she shuddered in my arms, whimpering softly.

Slowly, I pushed her away from me, my arms never leaving her arms as I held her softly. "Hun, do you want to go to bed?" I asked her, looking at her softly and she nodded, sniffling a bit. "Alright... Give me a second." Gently, I moved her over to one of the bar stools, matting her hair down before kissing her temple softly, heading back into the living room where Felix awaited him, confusion crossing his lips.

"Hey, friend," I greeted him, giving him a soft smile and clasped my hands together awkwardly. "I am so sorry to tell you but you have to go..." Felix looked generally upset as he stood up, adjusting his hoodie and preparing himself to leave. "It's nothing you did, friend! [Y/N] is just having a really rough time right now, and we need some time alone...if that's okay." He nodded, understanding how girls normally were when something disastrous happened. The two gave each other brofisted before hugging a bit, then Felix left, giving me a small wave as he shut the front door behind him.

I released a breath as I threw off my mask, making it land roughly on the desk, but I didn't care. I went over to my girlfriend, who had pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them tightly, while one of my cats nudged her shoulder, probably sensing that something was wrong and they were attempting to comfort her, but she ignored it all. Gently, I touched her other shoulder, making her jump a bit and look up at me quickly, her eyes wide. She relaxed when she saw it was just me, and allowed me to pick her up bridal-style, carrying her upstairs. She was completely worn out, and it was giving off on her, making her look older than her usual self.

Once we reached our room, I sat her down on the bed as gently as I could. "Baby, do you want to change?" I asked softly, and she replied with a small nod, allowing her messy hair to fall into her beautiful eyes. Carefully, I helped her strip out of her clothes, leaving her in her underwear. I stood up, taking off my shirt and helping her slip it over her head. I went over to her dresser, snatching her brush up before going over to her, nodding the brush at her. When she gave me the "okay," I sat behind her, softly brushing her hair until it was as soft as velvet.

I set the brush on the table beside the bed, helping [Y/N] up to the top of the bed, laying her down on the pillows. I laid next to her, allowing her to cuddle into my shirtless form, while I wrapped a comforting arm around her waist, pulling her as close as I possibly could. I began to whisper things to her, attempting to improve her mood, which I did succeed in a little, making her smile slightly. I continued to mumble things to her until she fell asleep in my arms, and even then, I talked to her in her sleep. Soon, I grew tired, my eyelips drooping. I planted a kiss on her forehead, mumbling a soft good night and a love you, before I fell asleep alongside her.

PewDiePie's P.O.V.

"Damnit, Yebsi!" I yelled into my cellphone, one hand tightly gripping the steering wheel of my rental car while the other held my cell phone to my ear. I was clearly pissed off by the fact that I had to leave Cry's house early, but even more pissed at Yebsi for wasting my time and money. "I gave you one simple fucking task and you completely and utterly fuck it up!"

I could tell Yebsi was flinching at my harsh tone, the one I mainly used when I was getting pissed at video games, and I honestly didn't care. "I'm sorry, sir," Yebsi attempted to apologize, making me more infuriated at him. "There were three of them, and even if you did remind me that I was supposed to kill [Y/N], one of them clearly ran after me. She seemed to be pretty skilled in this type of stuff, and I had to abandon the mission unless you wanted to be caught..."

I sighed angrily at him, growling to myself as my blue eyes darkened. I stared coldly straight ahead as I continued to argue with my hired assassin. I had known him for a few months, and we had become acquaintances, so maybe I should've eased up on my fit of rage, but then again, I was paying Yebsi. Suddenly, my rage meter flew higher as I pulled a card out that no one would use. "Next time I give you a damn assignment, and if you don't complete it, I will give the assignment to Demon. Do you got me?" Yebsi became silent, meaning I had gotten my point to him.

I hung up on Yebsi after coming up with another plan shortly, probably something that may not work as smoothly as I had hoped, but it was all we had left as options now. I ran my hand through my hair; ruffling it a bit as I continued to drive back to the hotel Marzia and I were staying at. I knew I had gotten extremely deep into this situation, and now, I am not allowed to back out of it.