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ExterminatorExploder — Whispers - Pewdie / Cry - Part 2 (End)
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Description No, you'll never be alone.
When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars.
Hear my whispers in the dark...
No, you'll never be alone.
When darkness comes...
You know I'm never far.
Hear my whispers in the dark...

Whispers in the dark...

I sat there, the computer screen the only thing dimly lightly my room for the night. Pewds was still snoring gently. It must’ve been three, maybe four in the morning here. I had no clue what time it was in Sweden... Italy... Where was he? He lived in Italy with his girlfriend, so, must be Italy. Yet, their apartment looked different than before. “Pewdie... Wake up...” I tried, then finally sighed in exasperation. As much as it pained me to wake the sleeping Swede, it would kill his back to sleep slumped over in a computer chair. “Felix!” I finally yell carelessly, and he jolted up, looking around. His blonde hair is messy, his blue eyes are clouded with fatigue, yet he still looked beautiful. “You feel asleep.” I chuckle lightheartedly, as he rubs his eyes. “Oh man... What time is it? I gotta drop of some things...” he hummed, then blinked. “With Marzia.” he added low. I smiled, nodding slightly, looking at Pewds through the screen. “Go do that, you can’t keep a woman waiting.” I hummed, then waved. “I’m going to bed, friend. Night.” I murmured, casting a lazy smile. Pewds grinned, then nodded. “It must be pretty late there... I’m hard to wake up.” he chuckled, then brofisted the camera. “See ya when I can, bro!” he called, then shut off the camera. Once he was gone, I let out a groan. “I wasn’t tired at all, but I couldn’t have Pewds thinking I was just sitting there, watching him sleep. Well, maybe I was, but that’s not the point, it’d be creepy. Pewdie has a beautiful girlfriend, he doesn’t need me. Yet, I need him, and that’s the hardest thing ever. When someone wants you, but doesn’t need you. When you need someone, but they don’t want you.

You feel so lonely and ragged.
You lay here broken and naked.
My love is just waiting.
To clothe you in crimson roses...

Days and days passed, and I hadn’t seen Pewds. I was getting worried. I had even checked his channel, and he’d only uploaded two videos from about three days ago. He didn’t say anything about going somewhere. Maybe something happened? I sighed for the millionth time today, clicking wearily around my screen, Skype open. Then I heard the familiar ring. I blinked in surprise, answering the call quickly. It was Pewdie. “H-hello,  friend?” I asked, and then he turned on the camera. My eyes widened lightly in surprise. The Swede’s hair was ruffled and unbrushed, his eyes were droopy and had dark circles around them, and the bright, blue color was replaced by a dull, grey. “Pewds... Are you alright, friend?” I asked, watching him run a hand through his hair. “Y-yeah, sorry bro.” he murmured, thought it was clearly a lie. “You look... Horrible, friend.” I murmured, grimacing lightly. “Look, I’m fine. Alright, Cry?” he said sternly, meeting my eyes through the camera. I blinked in surprise. He’d been so... serious. “I’m just worried, you look sick. Did Marzia poison you?” I joked a bit, offering a smile, but it quickly faded when such a look of sorrow and misery flicked across Pewdie’s expression. “Pewds... What happened?” I asked again, softer and quieter. “She left me.” he murmured, looking down. “I lied. I didn’t want you feeling sorry for me.” he added quietly, letting out a deep sigh. Then, it all came together. The dreams, the pictures, the odd plans... Of course, those were made up. “Oh, Pewds...” I murmured, frowning. He looks as if he is about to cry, yet I can do nothing. “L-look, it’ll be alright, okay? You’ll fine someone else.” I said halfheartedly, frowning. He looked so broken, so lonely, so depressed... A ghost of a smile passed over the corner of my mouth, but the Swede didn’t see. I could be his savior from this pit of misery.

I will be the one that's gonna find you.
I will be the one that's gonna guide you.
My love is a burning, consuming fire...

Pewdie glanced up, forcing a smile as he ran a hand down his face. “Yeah... Yeah, it’ll be fine. I’ve been faking happiness for the past few days... Why can’t I now?” he sighed. Hearing that made me grit my teeth. Such painful words coming from such a happy mouth... Felix meant happy in Latin, right? The man said so... He usually lives up to such a name. “Maybe you won’t have to fake it. Don’t worry about it, Pewds.” I hum, smiling lightly. He curled his lips up in what seemed like a smile, then exhaled. “Do you wanna play something?” he asked, clicking around on his screen. I shrugged lightly. “Sure, how about....” I murmured, trailing off. “Portal? We could do some customs.” he suggested, raising his eyebrows a bit. We then started playing for awhile, smiling and laughing every once and awhile, yet Pewdie seemed deep in thought, staying quiet. After a few hours, the phone rang through out the apartment. Pewdie blinked, then looked up. “Hang on, Cry.” he said, standing from the chair and answering the phone. Inaudible arguing from the Swede was heard, and I let out a deep sigh. Moments later, Pewdie returned, running a hand through his hair. “Sorry.” he apologized. “My parents aren’t completely alright my decisions to end things... The break up was mutual, but... She suggested it.” Pewdie smirked, looking into empty space. “She didn’t even say it to my face... She called me, and I could tell she had been crying... She moved in with her parents until she could get an apartment.” he murmured, then exhaled deeply. “Sorry, I’m just... Tired.” he murmured, pinching his nose bridge. “Hey, it’s alright, friend.” I murmured, offering a smile. “Things are hard, but they get better, okay?” I said quietly. He smiled, what seemed like the first real one all evening. “Yeah.” he agreed with a quiet breath. “Even though your world seems like it’s burning down... I’ll be with you all the way, okay?” I said quietly, smiling sympathetically. Pewdie blinked, seemingly dazed for a second. “Y-yeah... Definitely, Cry.” he smiled truthfully once more, and we went back to playing the game once again. Yet, this round... He seemed happy.

No, you'll never be alone.
When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars.
Hear my whispers in the dark...
No, you'll never be alone.
When darkness comes.
You know I'm never far.
Hear the whispers in the dark...

We ran out of custom maps soon, so we just started talking. Talking out things in the past, things going on now, and what the future hopefully held. It was nice, I’m sure for both of us. Pewdie looked like he needed a shoulder to cry on right now, someone to hold him. He should certainly know that as long as I was alive and well - no, alive - I would be with him to stay. People always wrote me and drew me to be dark... Mad!Cry, anyway. I was the night. But Pewdie... Always happy, nice... In these things he would help me from this darkness people had created for me in the form of an insane version of myself. But all day turns to night, and this had finally happened. The sun had fallen behind the clouds, and night was approaching. Yet, my own night had shined with stars, bright and beautiful. Maybe, just maybe, I could give some of my night’s stars and give them to Pewdie... In other words, make him happy again. I would find a way to make the night into day. We may be half way around the world from each other... But I usually feel closer than ever just when we talk. His voice just adds more stars to shine, his face brightens them... Though we may come from different places, and are so far from each other, it seems our hearts were in sync. How cheesy. I smirked quietly to myself, letting out a content sigh. “You okay, Cry?” I heard said Swede ask quietly, and I nodded, stretching my arms above my head. “Pewds.” I said, clearing my throat. “You know you can come to me with anything, right? Tell me anything?” I said, raising an eyebrow slightly. Pewds smiled, then nodded. “Of course, bro. I know now. You’re a good guy.” he chuckled. My lips twisted in a smile. I’d always be the “good guy”. No, he didn’t need my heart right now, when he could barely support his own. I’d help him later with this love he most likely didn’t even return. He didn’t know what he felt right now... And I didn’t want to be a band-aid around now.

No, you'll never be alone.
When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars.
Hear my whispers in the dark...
No, you'll never be alone.
When darkness comes.
You know I'm never far.
Hear the whispers in the dark...

We spoke for hours and hours it seemed, and that was indeed the case. It was two in the morning here right now, and neither of us showed signs of slowing down. Making jokes, reminiscing... It was really helping the poor guy. Pewds was happy, serene... His usual, creative self. Yet, you could still see the clouds in his eyes, blocking the sun from shining through and warming everybody with it’s rays. I could personally stare into that sunny, blue gaze for hours... If he would let me, of course. I chuckled quietly to myself, as Pewdie boomed laughter. Suddenly the laughter stopped, and I thought something was wrong. “Pewds, are you-” “Ah, man, it must be super late there. Sorry for keeping you up, bro. Wanna go to bed?” he asked, blinking a couple times and looking at the screen. “Nah, friend. I’m wide awake.” I chuckled, smiling. “Alright... Sorry I fell asleep on you a couple days ago... I hadn’t been sleeping well. It was surprisingly relaxing...” he hummed, then chuckled quietly. After a few seconds of silence, Pewdie sighed. “Cry... Do you mind, if, maybe... I come stay with you a bit? I just... Need to get-” “Of course, friend!” I answered a bit to quickly, smiling. Pewdie blinked, then laughed quietly. “Great. Let’s say... I leave a week from now and stay a week? Is that okay with you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “That’s perfect.” I agreed, smiling from ear to ear. Pewds was coming to stay with me! How exciting. Maybe it would give him time for his heart to heal. “Sounds great, Cry.” he smiled genuinely, and I noticed his eyes gleam gently. Oh yes, his heart would heal in perfect time.

Whispers in the dark...
Whispers in the dark...
Whispers in the dark...
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Comments: 14

Kinaaaaa [2013-03-05 08:30:31 +0000 UTC]

I want to know what will happen next ><
Awesome !

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ExterminatorExploder In reply to Kinaaaaa [2013-03-05 15:21:30 +0000 UTC]

I plan on doing a series where Cry comes to Sweden ^^ So no worries! I'll have something soon ^3^

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Kinaaaaa In reply to ExterminatorExploder [2013-03-05 15:25:06 +0000 UTC]

YAY EPIC!

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ExterminatorExploder In reply to Kinaaaaa [2013-03-05 15:25:23 +0000 UTC]

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Knightviper1 [2013-03-05 00:27:37 +0000 UTC]

awww....i'm kinda sad that it ends here ,but it is a good spot to end at >< You are really good with writing and i can't wait to see the next thing you do ^^

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ExterminatorExploder In reply to Knightviper1 [2013-03-05 00:48:50 +0000 UTC]

I had to end it somewhere~
The next thing I do will be an actual series, like it says in the description, so this is a kinda like a pre-pre thing, I guess you could say x3
I'm actually pretty excited to write it myself ^3^

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Knightviper1 In reply to ExterminatorExploder [2013-03-05 02:24:43 +0000 UTC]

Sounds exciting x3 How long do you plan to make the new series?

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ExterminatorExploder In reply to Knightviper1 [2013-03-05 02:26:29 +0000 UTC]

Depending on how much I write on each part, hopefully around six to eight, maybe nine parts. I want to drag it out a bit, but not for too long. The time line for it is only a week, so I don't want it to last very long. But I'm not completely sure yet.

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Knightviper1 In reply to ExterminatorExploder [2013-03-05 02:40:47 +0000 UTC]

thats a pretty good number for a small time span ^^ means that the story is going be in depth

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ExterminatorExploder In reply to Knightviper1 [2013-03-05 02:43:52 +0000 UTC]

^^ I always try to put as much detail in stories as needed. It brings the reader more into it, so they can imagine things better how things look or act better :3

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Knightviper1 In reply to ExterminatorExploder [2013-03-05 03:31:39 +0000 UTC]

Yay! i'm glad that you do that ^^ i really enjoy stories that are detailed :3 I feel like my imagination never co-ops with something when i can't picture it right U^^(especially house layouts, i ALWAYS get confused on those)

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ExterminatorExploder In reply to Knightviper1 [2013-03-05 03:37:22 +0000 UTC]

Rooms are my worst thing to describe and imagine x3
Most people just say, "A couch against the wall."
Which wall? What colors are they? XD
I hate when I have to make up details to go with the story in my head, which is half the reason I put so much detail into my own stories.

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Knightviper1 In reply to ExterminatorExploder [2013-03-05 03:42:36 +0000 UTC]

ikr xD Especially when its things that i haven't seen before: "...pushes the kitchen door open..."
kitchens have doors?? o.o

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ExterminatorExploder In reply to Knightviper1 [2013-03-05 13:16:21 +0000 UTC]

XD

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