Remember Me (PewDieCry Fanfic 3)

Where're Ma Dang Keys?

Everyone was asleep on the plane. Ash was next to Felix who sat beside Ken. Peter was taking a nap which terrified the shit out of me since we were just on autopilot. He told me to wake him up in an hour since he knows I'm just siting the back skulling coffee.
It was night time so I couldn't see if we were over ocean or land but I knew we were over ocean.
I trust Peter even though I hate him.
I took out the square of paper I always had on me.
It was the drawing Tuesday did of Felix and Tayla. She got Tayla a bit wrong since it was just off a photograph since she'd never met the girl.
The paper had been wet and bloodied and was smooth from being held constantly but the image was still clear. And it was still my favourite belonging. It wasn't even mine. It was his. But giving it to him would involve explaining which would lead to remembering and another suicide attempt. And I can't lose him twice.
It's selfish.
It's so selfish and it's wrong.
But I can't help it.
I need him.
I got up. My veins were buzzing with caffeine and I went and shook Peter awake.
He started flying again after I gave him a coffee too.
I went and sat in front of Felix. Watching him.
It could be kinda creepy. I just needed to make sure he was okay.
He flinched in his sleep.
"Marzia," he murmured.
It sent shivers down my spine. His face was contorted in pain.
I couldn't watch him anymore. I got up and waited another four hours until Peter called for me.
"Get them up. We're landing," he instructed and I stumbled back through to the passenger area.
"We're landing!" I bellowed. I thought it was funny. Such an emotionally weak person had such a deep manly voice.
Ken fell out of his chair. He didn't have his seat belt on or an arm to break his fall. I couldn't help but laugh. It was funny. I helped him up and he laughed too. I shook Felix awake and ash was already staring out the window again.
I strapped myself in and gripped the arm rests as tightly as I squeezed my eyes shut. I hate flying. So. Much.
We finally touched down and it was a lot smoother than I thought.
We finally slowed down from jet speed and all got up. I loaded all my weapons and slung my duffel over my shoulder.
There wasn't anyone to roll the stairs over so we pulled the emergency door off and deployed the huge slide thing meant for water.
Ash squealed in fun as she flew down in front of everyone else.
I laughed and Felix went next. I tensed up as I saw his body fall but of course he was fine. Ken dropped next and then Peter. I jumped down and slashed the slide. I don't know why. We'd raided it anyway.
I put my arm around Ash because she's probably never been this cold before.
Felix and Ken stood together behind us and Peter just trailed behind us. Staggering after he took another swig.
It made me uncomfortable but he said he had flown sober so I let him. We entered the airport again and it was surprisingly empty.
"Are you sick Cry?" Felix stopped and asked randomly.
"No, why would you ask that?"
"Well I remember this airport. And you had an oxygen container?" He asked.
"It wasn't mine it was-" i faltered. Ken knew.
"It was a friend of yours. Cry was close with her but she passed away," I thanked him with my eyes but he gave me a look to tell me to stop lying.
"Oh, sorry. I just rememb- CRY WATCH OUT!" He yelled and I spun around as a zombie was running at me. I forgot the ones in England could run fast.
My gun jammed and it slammed into me. I yelled and tried to kick her off of me but my leg was still really damaged. Three shots fired and she fell. Ash was standing beside me.
"Thank you," I breathed and got to my feet again. Using my crutches for support.
"Don't be such a girl," she teased and kept walking. "Come on!" She called. I smiled and hopped after her.
I felt something was wrong and I turned back around. Peter wasn't moving. I hopped back.
"Come on," I urged. He looked at me with tears in his eyes.
"She was on antidepressants," he whispered and it took me a second to realise he was talking about his wife Amanda. "She would have killed herself," the tears started falling.
"No, no, Peter you don't know that. She could be waiting for you," I said.
"It's almost been two years Cry. She's not waiting. I like planes. I-I think I'm just going to find one and-" his voice cracked.
"Okay, I'm sorry Peter," I couldn't stop him.
"Just tell him, please. He deserves it. You deserve it," he said. I frowned. I deserve it?
"I'm sorry," I apologised again.
"For what?" He frowned and walked off. I couldn't answer his question.
Ash jogged up to beside me.
"Where's he going?" She asked.
"To see his wife," I said. She didn't understand and I'm glad.
We turned around and kept going.
When we reached the main ticket buying area we saw a couple of random zombies but not many. Maybe five topped. Ken fired first.
"What the fuck ken?!" I yelled.
"What?" He protested.
"You'll attract them for miles!" I growled.
"Oh shit I forgot," he apologised. I discarded my crutches and decided to just limp and deal with the searing pain.
I pulled my axe out and hacked through the swarm of them that charged us.
"Thanks Cry," Ash thanked me for protecting her. I was surprised no one had ever done that.
"Of course," I said and she grinned.
We reached the entrance and it seemed clear so we crept out. Felix's car was still there. I turned and faced him.
"Felix is there any chance you have your keys on you?" I said. He patted his pockets and checked his bag. He pulled out a car key.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me," Ken was stunned. I was grinning more than anyone has ever grinned in the history of grinning.
"No way," Ash's jaw was on the floor.
"Trust Felix to keep his car keys for two years," I said and he smiled.
"Which ones mine?"