The Truth. (A PewDieCry Fanfic.)

The Other Side.

(AN: Hey! So..sorry I haven't published in a while... I was worried..I didn't exactly expect myself to make a PewDieCry fanfic myself. It's my first time making a fanfic. I was REALLY inspired by the fanfics I've read. And I'm not too good at that shit myself. I can't exactly make an EXTREMELY good fanfic which is packed with a LOT of the "feels" in it, cause' I'm  just an ordinary girl who just thought that she should make a fuckin' PewDieCry fanfic. But, if ya' do like it, and want me to make more, thank you! I love the support! But if ya' don't, I'll keep on writing. I don't care. :3) --brofist!!--

--------Cry's POV-------

"Well, gotta find a ticket for Pewds."

I usually call him Felix, but I prefer his nickname (Which is Pewds.), since he calls me Cry, callin' him by his real name would be pretty weird for me. 

**Window seat to the left, Business Class.** 

"Perfect."

Now, click!

On Screen: You have sucessfully bought Seat R5. (AN: yes. I love that fucken' band. I'm sorry. :c)

Now, let's send it to Pewds.

**Send**

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**Buzz**

On Screen: Gendelf: Hey! Thanks man! Do I need to return you the money? I'm so sorry D:

"God dammit Felix..."

On Screen: Cryaotic: Hey, buddy! Nah, it's fine. Also, that was quick! You got it in like a few seconds. New record. :D

**Buzz**

On Screen: Gendelf: That's awesome! Anyways, gotta go pack! See ya' in Amurica~ (f' yeah!)

"Felix you bitch..*chuckles*"

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Now, let's get prepared for Pewds' arrival.

Let's see...

I do have a spare room, after.... Cheyenne left me.

I don't really want to use that particular room. But, that's the only other bedroom I have in my apartment.

I do think of Cheyenne sometimes, wondering what the fuck is goin' on in her life, after she left me for...Snake.

I was pretty shocked at that time. Couldn't believe it myself, too.

Cheyenne always told me she hated Snake, but...she liked him instead.

*Plump*

God dammit, this is not a time for cryin', Cry!

Yeah, pretty ironic. Cry is cryin'. Makes Pewds laugh everytime.

Heh..

-------Three hours later--------

Aaaannnd, we're done!

That was a lot of work.

Hm? There's a picture... What is-

Oh. 

Me and Cheyenne.

Guess I gotta hide this somewhere, Pewds wouldn't wanna see this.

Wait...why do I have to hide this?

Pewds doesn't like me like that, so why would he care?

But maybe he does..
 

Wait, what?

That is utter bullshit.

Shut your mouth, brain.

I don't like him at all.

We're just FRIENDS.

Just..buddies.

Yep. That's all we are.

But what if I showed myself without the mask...?

What will he think of me?

Disgusted?

Terrified of what's on the other side?

Not what he was expecting?

Wait, why am I so worked up about this?

God dammit, brain.

Stop with this bullcrap.

I don't like him.

Not one, single, TINY bit.