Not Your Battle [PewDiePie FanFiction]

Ch. 20-Dont Jollie

...Felix's POV.
I scoot closer to Jollie and try to sooth her.
"Jollie..."

"He's my brother. That body over there is...or was," she mummbled.
"My brother."

"Jollie. I'm very sorry."

"Why are you here?" Jollie asked. Keeping her eyes on Joey, her 'brother'.

"I'm here because I care. And Jorden threw me in here and told me I would be with you, and I belived him. I wanted to see you."

"You wanted to see me?"Jollie questioned as she choked on her tears.

"Yes. Of course. Don't you remember? You saved me from getting ran over."

"How about I just end this...right?" Jollie got up and walked over to her 'brother'. She picked up what looked like a piece of glass. She holds it up to her forehead, looking confused, not knowing what or how to do this.

"Jollie, stop." I command but she keeps the cut glass up to her forehead. Arm shaking.
"Jollie..." I start, walking over to her. She moves the cut glass closer and I couldn't help but jump and tackle her down as the piece of glass slides out of her hand.

"What...why?" Jollie questioned as she squirms but I'm on top of her so she can't escape.

"Jollie, I'm not taking this chance now."

"Why?"

"I can't tell you."

"WHY?!"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, JOLLIE!" I yell. I couldn't help it but, how else was I suppose to make her feel better? I, kinda, don't actually. I mean, I do but...I have Marzia...kinda.

"What? A-are you sure? I.... Is this some kind of sick joke?" Jollie questioned. I get up and let her free.

"Jollie, what do you mean?"

"Would you stop calling my name?!" Jollie got up and walked over to the glass and put it up to her forehead once more.

"Please-" I get cut of by Jollie's rant.

"I've had sick jokes like these and they were NOT funny, Felix."

"Jol-"

"SHUT UP FELIX! LEAVE ME ALONE SO I CAN JUST BE ALONE." Jollie starts and calms down.
"Now is not the time Felix."

I didn't know what to do. There was nothing for me to do. I know for a fact that Jollie can tare me to pieces. I panicked.
I ran up to her. Grabbed her arm and away from her forehead. And planted my lips onto hers. I hand no idea what else to do...my panicking when over me. I mean for crying out loud, she was about to commite suiside. If I were her...I would to but I would have done it a long time ago.
The kiss was long and...better than Marzia I guess.
To be honest, I miss being loved. I miss having love.
And this was it, to be completely honest.