Remember Me

〃25〃

"What did they do to you?" Cry asks, a scowl set deep into his features. He's mildly scared for the man in front of him.

Pewds shakes his head and curls in on himself, his shoulders shaking with his sobs.

Cry sighs and looks around the room, looks at the broken window. If anybody comes in or walks by, Felix won't be any use if he's having a breakdown.

Cry bends over a bit to grab Felix's arm and drag him up. "Quit crying, Felix," he mumbles.

Pewdie stumbles forward once he's on his feet and falls into Cry. Instead of pushing away, he just stays there with his face smushed into the taller man's chest. "Why do you call me that?" Pewds mumbles into Cry's chest, shoulders sagging. "Because that's your name," Cry says, albeit tense.

Honestly, what are you supposed to do when a man who can't remember anything but you starts crying on your chest and won't move away?

"Is it? I can't remember."

Cry nods in response, mumbles "I know," and just waits until Pewds backs up. When he does, he wipes his face with his right hand, and says "Sorry."

Cry doesn't say anything to that, thinks that Felix shouldn't be sorry at all, and says "What's the last thing you remember?"

"Following you."

Cry balks at the answer he gets. That's the last thing Felix can remember? How long has he been following Cry, and why didn't Cry catch on?

"What? For how long?" He asks, voice sharpening. He doesn't mean for the question to come out harshly, but it does, and he can see that it does in the way that Felix flinches.

He feels bad.

"Uh, yeah..." Pewds says, suddenly sheepish. He looks down, rubs his eyes as a distraction. "Its.. I can't remember why or when, but I just was."

When Cry doesn't say anything for a couple moments, Felix continues, "I... I don't know, I can't remember. There was another girl following you, she had long brown hair and this big backpack full of weapons? I killed her. I didn't think you would want someone like her stalking you."

What the fuck. What does that even mean.

"What does that even mean, I wouldn't want someone like her stalking me? You've been stalking me," Cry says, exasperated.

He sighs. If he didn't have his mask on, he'd pinch the bridge of his nose.

"I'm sorry..." Felix trails off, quietly. If it wasn't as silent as it is, Cry wouldn't have heard it. "Felix I want you to listen to me," Cry says suddenly, making Pewds look up at him.

He's about to say something on the name (He can't shake the fact that Felix is his name. Pewdiepie is his name. He just knows it. Whatever, its hard to explain) but he keeps quiet. "I want you to listen to my words carefully," Cry continues, and Felix's eyes immediately snap down to the mans lips. Pewdie can already feel his face getting red.

If Cry notices this, he doesn't say anything about it, which Pewds is extremely glad for.

"That girl that you killed? The one with brown hair? That's your girlfriend. For the past month she's been dragging me around to find you."

That drags Felix out of his thoughts about Cry's lips and places that shouldn't be mentioned, and he looks up. "What?" He asks, eyebrows furrowing.

"The girl you killed was your girlfriend."

Girlfriend. That might explain why she acted the way she did when Felix walked up to her.

Pewdie can't remember how long he's been trailing this man, but all the sudden he's coming across another girl.