Not Your Battle [PewDiePie FanFiction]

31-Whos the woman?!

.Felix's POV.
As we get Marzia dressed, her phone charged up, and leave the hospital, the sooner we can take her home with Ryan.
Marzia sits in the back.
Jollie sits up front as I drive.

"Are we taking Marzia with us?" Jollie asked.

"No. We are taking Marzia to Ryan. He should be sober up by now, don't you think?" I reply, keeping my eyes on the road.

"He's not drunk, Felix."

"I know."

"Aren't you gonna spend some time with Marzia? Staying away from her got us into this mess.".
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Marzia's POV.
That hospital I was in, I swear I saw Felix and Ryan run by one day. And a body was on a stretcher. It had hair like Jollie.
Weird.

I go through my phone and see comments and tweets and stuff:

"Marzia, you okay?"

"Wat has gottin into u marz?"

"Y haven't u nd Pewds made vids yet?"

"Dont die on us, Marzia!"

"Marzia? Felix and you haven't gotten married yet!"

"Are you on a trip?"

"Where are u?"

"Stay alive! Don't leave like Felix did to his bros!"

"Where are the dogs?!"

etc.,

My Marzipans are Freaking out!
"Felix? Are we going home, Hun?"

"Yes. You are. Me and Jollie are meeting with a family member. Her family member. We are taking you home with Ryan."

"Okay. I need to make a video. My fans are going nuts

"You can say that again." Felix replied.
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Jollie's POV.
We drop off Marzia and drive over to my old house.
Yes. We are in the UK. And my mom lived in the UK. We ran away from there hoping that we wouldn't get found. "We" is my Brother and I. Me coming back to the UK was unplanned.

We get to my moms house. Wow. This feels like everything is going so fast.

I walk out of the car and walk up to my old door.
I touch the handle. It's not dusty. It's clean. Someone is here.

I twist the handle. Locked. That's my mom alright.

i ring the door bell.
Waiting not to long, an old woman opens the door. The woman who looks familiar.

She smiles. Quiet for a bit.
Then speaks:
"Ca-can I help you two?"

"Yes. D-did you have a daughter? At all? Any kids?"

"Y-yes I h-have. One boy and one girl. Have you seen them?"

"Well, may I know there names?" I ask. I'm doing all the talking. Not Felix. Just my mom and I.

"J-Jollie and J-Joey. Why?"

Tears start comming out of my eyes. Not knowing what to say.
"Hi mom." I say waving.

"Jollie? My baby?" The woman says and pulls me into a hug. Tearing up as well.

"Hey there mom."

"Oh. Oh Jollie! Please come in! And your friend too."

Mom. The only one I have. Is still alive.