PewDieCry - Dimensions

Copyrighted 2014 © Ricky Nathan XII 

Edited by AJP

- One Shot -

Felix's POV

I sighed, twirling the pasta around the fork in my hand before shoving it into my mouth. I chewed it in silence as my father and mother discussed their next mission which was apparently a big deal since their conversation has lasted the whole dinner so far. They didn't even bother trying to include me in any form or way, only chatting as if they were the only two people there.

Well, I couldn't really blame them. After all, working for the government as spies wasn't exactly like working for McDonalds. The job had pretty big shoes to fill and it came with a lot of responsibilities that required lots of attention.

But of course me being their son, it would be nice I have a simple "How are you, sweetie?" Hell, even a "Hi" was better than this, but I never complained. They do work day and night just to provide for me and pay the bills, so I really couldn't say anything.

I inaudibly sighed again, the food in front of me beginning to look less appetizing by the second since I was rather full. Which in my case, was a great excuse to leave to my room where I could just...think.

"Mom," I spoke up. The chatter seemed to seize instantly and their stares were on me in a flash. I wanted to shrink into my seat and disappear, but I sat, unfazed.

"May I go to my room?" I asked politely, just the way I was taught to in the table.

My mother frowned. "You hardly touched your food, plus, we were about to tell a fascinating story of a mission we once took!" She squealed in excitement.

I looked over to my father who nodded in agreement while eating his pasta in satisfaction. I mentally rolled my eyes. "No, I'm full and I'd rather go to sleep after all the work I've done today." I lied smoothly.

I didn't enjoy lying to my parents, but it what I had to do to escape hour-long stories that, in reality, weren't very interesting. And anyways, it's not like it's a total lie, I did do some tiring things today, they just weren't there to see how much I actually did which was a bonus to never seeing them.

It was a bonus because they had to give in to the lie, had to let me go up to my room to be alone, but in peace.

My mother's brows furrowed, but she excused me with the only chore of cleaning my dish. I boredly stood up, walked over to the sink and washed my dish before bounding up the stairs to my room. A genuine smile found its way onto my face as I flopped onto my bed, inhaling the fresh scent of my newly cleaned room deeply. I loved it so much, it was worth the work.

I flipped onto my side and gazed at the window that was ajar, allowing small breezes to come in here and there. My eyes bugged out at the dark sky, fascinated how the balls of light shone bright like diamonds. I slowly sat up and made my way to window, sitting on the couch-like windowsill. A content sigh left my lips as I hugged my knees and breathed the cool air. My eyes gazed out the window, just staring at the beautiful of the sky.

But suddenly, I felt something hard yet smooth under foot. Curious, I moved my foot to see the familiar book titled ''Science of Dimensions : Theories and New Data.'' I couldn't help but grin as I flipped through it and noticed similar books scattered around my sitting figure and floor. A couple of them being ones I've written down my own theories and drew mini blue-prints as well.

Some people may say that I was obsessed with the topic of Dimension science since I studied and can recite everything there is about it by heart, and I couldn't agree more. It was a need to know all of it and I couldn't help but give in to the need. It was so fascinating to think there could be other worlds out there, maybe better lifestyles and societies than in my world, maybe even better than mine...

I shook my head and set the book down, looking out the window with the new emotion of despair.

All of my dreams of building a portal can be fulfilled, especially in this time and my family's wealth, but as much as I ached to be the first to succeed...I couldn't. My parents hate and forbid me of studying, dreaming, hell, even talking about this topic. Had it been back then when I was a child and the government was its old self, they would've supported me with no doubts that I'll succeed. But with the change of government and society and their new-found jobs, they turned against my dreams.

I never knew where the sudden hostility came from, all I knew is that I no longer had any supporters, no one at all. But even so, that never stopped me from dreaming, cramming all the information into my head, and planning.

It was very hard to do it behind my parent's backs, even when I was daydreaming in class of it and the teacher would bust me out to my parents, but I managed and my goal can't be any closer as it is now. The only restraints that held me into place and a standstill being my parents...

I yawned and rubbed my eyes, tiredness beginning to settle. My legs carried me to me back to my bed where I wormed my way under the pile of covers and warmth.

When I finally settled did I realize that I didn't change to pajamas or brush my teeth, but there was no way in hell that I was leaving this heavenly bed. I brushed off the nagging thought and closed my eyes.

But before I drifted off to sleep, one clear thought found its way into my hazy mind: I'll be the first to transport to another dimension, possibly live there and start over!.....One day

Meet Cryaotic

Cry's P.O.V

I sat in my chair... I love this chair... It's a nice chair.... It's ruined a little... You know, fucked up. But this place is fucked up! There's always trash and sometimes dead people mixed on the ground, and smoke always filled the air from those horrible factories, and what makes it worse is everyone fights to survive... I went over to my little bed to lay down, yes little... This place was pretty small, but had everything I needed. I lived in an apartment complex, well not really a apartment but you know, a lot of rooms. I tend to stick with small thing, you know, best way to not get robbed. The bigger your house is the worst your life is. Unless you got some thugs to help you and kill the people who try to trespass.

I laughed to myself and got back up and looked out the window, the clouds always covered the sky, along with the smoke. No one smiles that much, but everyone does at least once. I fixed my mask to make it lined with my face and features, it sucked to be here sometimes. I wonder sometimes if there is a world... A world everyone smiles, a world where this is hardly any child abuse, rape, murder...

It always crossed my mind and I can never help but think...

That there is some place, that is worth the time to have fun, not work so hard, laugh and sing along with your friends! I laughed to myself again and got up again, to make some coffee. Looking around... I've noticed, I'm so lonely... Maybe I could find someone, someone who cares about me, once again laughing to myself like an idiot I took a sip of the fresh coffee. I never put milk in it or sugar, I just make it normal. It helps me calm down and relax.

I looked down to see the little waves the form every time you tip it to one side or the other. And I am not really a grown up, I'm eighteen. My family is uh, gone... Forever, well let’s not get into a sob story! A knock on the door ran through the house causing me to jump a little in surprise.

I ran over and opened the door to see my friend! Red, Russ, Snake, and Scott, smiles where plastered on their faces while I stepped back to let them in. They're nice people, when you get to know them. But all of us have done bad things and is known for it "Hey Cry!!" Russ greeted as the rest of them waved "Hey guys, what brought you to come here?" They all looked at each other then back at me "Actually no reason" Snake said, his voice was dark and can get very scary sometimes.

I nodded and grinned "Want some coffee?" They all nodded in response as I walked in the little kitchen area and make a batch for my friends. They all came in and got a cup and then we all sat down on the floor talking, it was nice to see my friends happy and excited. I sighed and laid on the floor while everyone was talking, then the walking stopped... Everything was silent, I was blocking everyone, everything out... I closed my eyes to think about someone that can care about me, someone who would be willing to love me... The one....

Will I ever find the one? Well I mean.... You never know, maybe I'll die alone.... I felt a sharp pain in my side and got up quickly "Hey Cry what's the matter with you!" Russ sharply spoke, he kicked my side...

"Nothing is wrong with me what's wrong with you!"

"Wrong with me?!?!"

"GUYS STOP!"

We all faced Red who looked very annoyed and tired "Come, get along! Jeez we just got here and we already have two of you bickering like five year olds!!" She tuck the red hair in her face behind her hair and fixed her glasses "It's the end of the world" Snake said and we laughed at his little joke, he was a one liner guy. We sat there talking, I took a sip of my now cold coffee as Scott was telling us about how he got into a fight today "So you know that Jim guy right? Yeah well that little slut came in and just threw a punch at my FACE!" He pointed to a little red mark and kept talking "It didn't her much, but it left a little mark. He was pretty damn weak. So I came in and swung at him making him fall to the ground, and we got into a fight blah blah and I won!"

Every laughed a little of how excited he sound when he said "I WON!" God he can be so stupid sometimes. I smiled and looked over at a little book sitting in the corner, to lazy to get up I crawled to get it. I looked inside it to see my old dream book, where I kept my dreams in so I wouldn't forget them... I went to the last page and read it "He was smiling, lust filled his eyes... I didn't know who the hell he was but damn was he sexy, sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and a nice body shape... He kissed me passionately and licked up and down my neck making me shiver, I felt the corner of his mouth form into a smile as he placed a few kissed up and down my neck "Ready to have some fun? Baby?" He asked, and that is all I remember" I remember this dream, it was about a week ago... I wonder who this man is.

"Cry what are you looking at?"

"Oh I'm just reading!!"

I set the back down and went back to my friends to talk. I wonder who that was...

Dreams

Felix's POV

"Sweetie, are you sure you will be okay for the time being?" My mother asked for the thousandth time. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms in annoyance, watching her zip up her last minute items into her purse.

Seriously, why has it been so difficult for me to tell my parents to leave already? Usually thy would've been out the door at the notice of a new mission, only leaving a note as their substitution for the short amount of a few weeks or a month.

I should be happy at the sudden attention, but now that I have it right now, it was getting old way too fast.

I quickly nodded my head at my mother's recent question as we slowly made our way towards the door where my father awaited.

"Yes, mother, yes. I'll be fine." The slightly smaller woman frowned and continued asking questions as if I just said "No, I'll be horrible and trash the place while screwing the whole entire population on the couch." I continuing answering each question thrown at me as I basically shooed my mother out of her room.

"Yes, mom, I'll be sure to clean the-" My words cut off as I focused on the unusual amount of luggage next to door. There was always the huge navy blue and purple bags sitting on the wood flooring, but no, there was at least six suitcases next to my father's feet.

"Uh, guys...?" I asked, confusion written all over my face. "Son..."My father spoke up, walking over to me and placing a hand on my shoulder. "This mission might last longer than we hoped."

I raised an eyebrow. "Exactly how long?" A sigh of despair left my father's mouth. "A year..."

Icy blue eyes widened as I switched my gaze back-and-forth, only receiving the same solemn expression from my parents. "A-are you serious?" I choked out.

My mother nodded softy and walked over to hug me, her blonde head barely reaching underneath my chin. I accepted the warmth and hugged her back. I looked over to my father to see his gaze down to the floor, most-likely deep in thought.

"Felix." My father said as he lifted his head up to me; icy blue eyes meeting each other in sadness. My mom stays in place as I listened to my father's little speech.

"I'm sorry that we haven't been the best of parents and I apologize for it to take us this long to figure out." He began as he slowly walked over to my mother and I.

"Your mother and I never seemed to think you needed us though. As a young boy you were always so independent and smart, so when the government changed we decided to take the job because we knew you'd be fine without us around as much. I guess we just took that too far and never pay any real attention to you."

Tears welled up in my eyes as he hugged us, making our own little group hug. I felt my mother's tears staining my shirt, but I didn't mind at all. I think we all needed this. We were all misunderstanding each other this whole time. My parents didn't abandon me, they thought I didn't need them as much anymore. I wasn't as strong as they thought, despite being my age, I always wanted to be loved and cared for like a small child, but not over-doing it either.

But sooner or later, we had to pull apart at the huge horn coming from outside. I sighed and gave them a nod, assuring them that I'll be fine; especially since this understanding and sort of bonding moment happened. My mother quickly kissed my cheek and skipped towards the entrance while my father gave me another a hug before following my hyper mom out the door.

I waved and smiled at them as they slowly accommodated their luggage and settled in the car. My mother grinned at me as they slowly moved down the street and out of my sight. A sigh left my mouth as I walked back inside and shut the door behind me.

This was going to be the longest year ever.

Yawning, I checked on the time on my phone. Ah, two-in-the-afternoon, the time I would usually be cleaning. I shrugged and flopped onto the couch. What? I wasn't going to clean. Besides, I have a whole year to do them, there was no rush at all.

My eyes drifted close at the softness of the couch and I slipped into a sleep full of dreams.

* * *

My eyes snapped open and I instantly sat up, rubbing my sore eyes. As soon as the blurriness faded out of my eyesight, I immediately stood and ran upstairs to my room. I kneeled beside my mess of books and notebooks and blindly tried searching for my notebook specifically for this type of thing.

My hand soon brushed over it and I picked it up, flicking through to find a blank page, a pen in my mouth as I did so. Ink met paper as soon as I found one and I quickly scribbled down the dream I just had in as much detail as I could remember.

My messy handwriting was barely legible, but it was enough to keep me sane, so I quickly set the blue pen down and stared at my writing. I read it over, as well as imagining my dream as I went along, my red cheeks being noted also.

A masked man with the most luscious lips and softest hair I could ever imagine was kissing me as I sat on his lap. His lips had found their way to my neck where they sucked and I couldn't help but let out a moan.

"Do you like that, Felix?" He whispered huskily against my neck. I nodded furiously and he chuckled pulling away and facing me with his expressionless mask.

"If you want more, I suggest you come find me."

I tilted my head in utter confusion. "Don't worry, you know exactly how." He whispered before kissing me and that's when I woke up.

I plopped onto my bed and stared at the pages in confusion. For one, I was not gay, so why did I enjoy it? And secondly, what did he mean by 'come find me'? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

I sighed, looking up at my ceiling, giving my recent dream a lot more attention compared to my others.

I mean, was there really any point to overthinking a dream that my twisted mind could've easily conjured up? It made no sense in finding a person that most-likely does not exist. And it does not make sense that I was kissing a guy. I haven't had a girlfriend in a while, so that can be a reasonable answer to all this.

Yeah, that makes tons of sense.

I let out a breath of relief I didn't know I was holding in before sitting up and looking around.

Well crap, now I have to clean.

So Lonely

Cry's P.O.V

I danced around my a small house and hummed, cleaning my place just because I was bored, honestly I hardly ever clean anything... I kind of just leave my mess scattered on the floor, and I never really go outside to, unless I need to go and fucking steal food from a goddamn store, well I won't steal it... I'd buy it of course but some people just love to fight for food, what has this world come to? I bet someday there will be a bunch of zombies roaming around the place, well it's already like a Apocalypse anyways!

I finish cleaning and grip my hips, looking around the place, spotless! I grin and sit down on my old rugged couch and turn on the T.V., static ran across it because it was quite ruined...

I put on the news channel and sighed, there is really no good channels is there? I listened to it and it was mostly about murders or people fighting for things, ya know, the usual. I turn off the T.V. and look around my house.

"God I'm lonely"

I get up and walk towards the window, same view, same everything, I chuckle lightly and then make my way to the kitchen for some lunch, I haven't had anything to eat in a while... I made a simple sandwich and took out a empty honey jar and pour milk into it, once that was done I sat back down on the couch and started to eat my sandwich like a normal person would do, I nibbled on it silently and looked around the room, I didn't turn my T.V. back on or anything because I just didn't feel like it, that's how I always eat, sitting down and looking into space as I eat something... This sandwich is actually pretty darn good.

I finish it and drink my milk, after that I put my dishes in the sink and flop down on the couch and closing my eyes, maybe I'll have a good dream...

~**Dream**~

I open my eyes, it was completely dark, my eyes looked for some light yet there was nothing to seem, as if my mind has just completely stopped and didn't work... I started to run, I didn't know why, I just felt like I needed to... I stopped, something was wrong here...

"Hello?" I cried out, trying to find something, anything, this desperate need was taking control of me, tears filled my eyes yet I had no idea why, I let out a muffled sob and before I knew it i was in water, my throat started to burn and I started to scream but it didn't even sound like a normal thing, I looked up to see the sky and before I knew it I was falling down, my eyes widened "What the fuck?!"

I flail about as the wind flies through my hair, the feeling of dying was the worse thing I've ever felt...

~**End of Dream**~

My eyes shoot and quickly sit up, sweating like crazy, but the same feeling I had in my dream didn't leave... I let out a sigh and grabbed my phone and called Russ.

"Hello?"

"Hey Russ can you come over?"

"Uh yeah man I'll be there in a bit!"

I hang up and let out a sigh of relief, the feeling fading away... I laid back down on the couch and closed my eyes until a loud knock boomed through the door. I sigh and get up, opening it to see Russ, a worried look on his face "What happened?! Where's the body?!" He rushed and I stepped aside to let him in "Russ, relax, I just wanted some goddamn company, jeez!" I closed the door and shook my head at him "I'm not that bad of a person!" I open the window for some fresh, fresh-ish air, I swear to god this flat can become hot as fuck!

"As long as you didn't kill someone I'm fine with it" Russ chuckled and sat on the couch while I sat in my lovely chair "But I am starting to get worried for you Cry, you are calling us over a lot, well we go over a lot without you giving us a invite but this time it is different... Why?" I let out a sigh and brush my fingers through my hair "It sucks to be alone, I mean all of us have someone but me, well Scott and Snake are not dating but they still live together"

"I still think they fuck each other" Russ admits making us both laugh "Yeah, they just don't want anyone to know, I grin and sink in my chair "They're probably doing it right now" I said, making us laugh again "How long has our theory been going on about them having sex?" Russ asked, a smirk on his face "At least six years by now" I laugh and he does as well "Man we're fucked up sometimes" He shakes his head and we let out a chuckle.

"What if we are right?"

"Cry, I think we are"

"Yeah... They spend so much time together it's not even funny"

I let out a light laugh and stand up "Whatcha wanna do?" I ask, looking over at him and putting my hands on my hips "Well for one, you look like a girl doing that pose and uh wanna go out and see if Red is home from work?" I nod my head "Yeah let’s do it!"

We get out of my flat and take the stairs, once we're out we start walking down the familiar path where Red and Russ live. Russ opens the door with his keys "Honey I'm home!" He shouts "Oh hey Russ!" Red says, greeting him with a kiss on  the cheek "Heya" I look around and admire their home, it was a two story house that lives far off into the forest yet it isn't too long of a walk, at least thirty minutes but it is very nice and Red always cleans, she is kind of a clean freak and always complains when I never clean my own home!

"Hey Cry" Red gave me a hug and smiled up at him "Can Cry stay here for a while, he's lonely again" He nods her head "Why are you asking me" He shrugged and grabbed my wrist "Let’s get drunk!" Russ cheers as I laugh "Yeah!" He takes me to his room where this is actually a good T.V., they spent forever to pay for this and get good channels.

He puts in a CD of some horror movie I've never watched and give me a bottle of beer "Tonight is buddy night!" We both cheer and clink our bottle together and opening them up.

I woke up the next morning, my head pounding as I groaned, I looked over to see Russ waking up as well "We've made the biggest mistakes of our lives" Russ cried out "We always say that when do this" I chuckle making my head feel like it is tightening, as if a bun of rubber bands decided to squeeze around my head.

I got up and stumbled out of the room and got to the kitchen and turned on the light but I quickly took it off because my head felt even worse. I went over to the sink and let the water flow, I lifted my mask up a little and took a bent over, drinking out of it "Cry?" I heard a female voice from behind, the bright light was back and I groaned again "Turn it off" I complained, I turned around to see Red shaking "What are you doing?" I asked but before I knew it she was bursting into laughter.

"Oh my god I just walk in and I see you drinking water from the sink!"

"Wait, this isn't a water fountain?"

She shook her head "No Cry, this is the kitchen, and that is well water" Red chuckled "Goddammit! Well I think I'm gonna head off, cya Read, I mean Red, Tell Russ I said goodbye to!"

"Uh okay bye Cry!"

I walked out of the house and somehow made my way to my own, I flopped down on the mattress and buried my head into the pillow, falling asleep...

Going On a Trip

Felix's POV

I jolted awake and my eyes flew open, thankfully catching the sight of my bland, white ceiling. I felt sweat drip off my face and neck as I slowly sat up in my soft bed. Slightly panting from fright, I threw the messy covers off of my body and stood, flinching slightly as the cold hardwood flooring met my uncovered feet.

I soon grew accustomed to the glacial feeling on my toes and proceeded to my desk, being sure to dodge the many miscellaneous items that were strewn across the floor. I silently cursed myself for being so lazy and falling asleep in the middle of my cleaning that was cut out for me the other day, but was barely started a few hours ago.

Rolling my eyes and shrugging off the thought, I finally reached my desk and my hands instantly grabbed a pen, along with my special notebook. They quickly flipped to a new, clean page where I instantly started writing about my vivid dream, straining my mind to remember even the slightest detail. This dream was too important to not be written with such detail.

Once I sloppily scribbled down the last word from my memory, I dropped the black inked pen and held up my notebook with the new writing to the light, as if I didn't believe what I dreamt of. Every single word I read made my eyes widen a little each time, a feeling welling up inside my heart as well.

My dream...it was about me as an old man, around the age of eighty. Even without my notebook, I clearly remembered I lay in a hospital bed, looking out at the lively and beautiful landscape that the window granted me with the very slim, few minutes of life that I had left within me.

'It was silent, except for the heart monitor that seemed to slow down by the second, but with the silence came loneliness; agonizingly painful loneliness, not even the breathtaking scenery can ease the feeling.' I read with a deep frown, remembering what I thought in my dream.

My parents, in the vivid dream, had already passed and were long gone, and I had no lover, children, or friends, so there wasn't anyone to fill this overwhelming silence.

But, that wasn't what had caused a few tears to trickle down my cheeks and the frightful surprise that had awoken me. As my eyes slid shut and as I took my last breathe, regret passed through my mind; regret that snapped me right out of my not-so peaceful slumber.

All of my dream, it was the result of not following my dream; not fulfilling the hope to build a portal...

But, I didn't understand. How could something like that have such an impact on my life? Does it really matter that much that it will make me such a sad, lonely man? The thought made me shiver in fear at the future, but then a thought occurred to me.

So, if this was the outcome of not following my dreams, then...what was the outcome of fulfilling it? Does this mean that there was a possibility that I'll succeed? The mere thought of the only thing I really want in life, the thing that I've been studying about my life actually coming true made my heart pound with joy and caused a few tears of happiness to roll down my cheeks.

That unknown feeling from earlier spread throughout my entire body, but this time it was much stronger this time, so strong it was intoxicating and I finally knew what it was. It was determination. Sure, I've felt determination before as a child. I felt it whenever I had to finish a long test in five minutes, I felt it when I was I learning how to ride a bike, and I've also felt it when I wanted to make my friends sad faces smile. But never have I felt it this strong; it was as if my mind and view of the world was so hazy, and now I was seeing everything in a new light.

It sounded ridiculous - and trust me, I know what ridiculous sounds like- but that was the most accurate way I could describe how lively and strong I felt, the feeling gave me an edge and I loved it. I never wanted this overpowering emotion to disappear, but I knew it would have to sooner or later, so I had to do something before it vanishes for possibly forever.

Fearing that it'll leave any second, I hurriedly ran over to my closet and grabbed any pair of sneakers I could find and laced them up sloppily. I jumped to my feet and grabbed an old and worn satchel from my closet as well, slinging it over my shoulder and running around my room like a madman, shoving everything I needed into it. Once I was satisfied with my phone, my wallet, my blueprints, and etc. all packed away into the huge bag, I stopped and took a deep breath, trying to calm the adrenaline that thumped against my ears, but it was no use. The edgy feeling never left me, but in all honesty, I was sort of glad it never abandoned me.

Quickly collecting my thoughts and ignoring any trace of hesitation, I hopped down the stairs and jogged out the front door of my home, locking the door behind myself. Exhaling, I turned around and faced the lively and blooming front lawn of my home and the houses that were plotted across from my mine before beginning to run. Running all the way to the place that'll definitely be a help to me.

The junk yard

Cry's P.O.V

"Oh my god Red it hurts so bad!" I groaned as she rummaged through the cabinets.

"Shouldn't have been riding a bike at the middle of the night! Jesus Cry do you know how bad it is out there? What were you thinking?!"

"Well I mean, at night it isn't as bad and I really needed some fresh air! I'm sorry!" Red shook her head and sat at the table where I was. "Also, it isn't like I got shot or anything! I just fell off a bike, jeez..."

A chuckle was heard from the red haired women as she gather all of the supplies which is probably going to be painful. "You have a big gash in your knee, now let me fix you up!" Red use to be a nurse, she is now a engineer, but she knows everything about nursing and stuff like that, it is pretty cool I guess.

She sat from across of me and patted her knee. "C'mon, put your leg up." I sighed and did as I was told, groaning from the sudden pain. "Oh my, you hurt yourself pretty bad." Red pointed out, lightly massaging around the wound, somehow making the pain slowly substain, she then took a wet rag and cleaned the blood around it.

Red set it a side and took the cleaning alcohol. "Cry, this is really going to sting, but we need to clean it out, it is my own mixture, but it will held, I've done it to Russ many times and it healed him much more faster, so are you ready?"

I nodded my head and closed my eyes as I feel something liquid run into my massive wound, but then the sudden pain was incredible, making me let out a scream, only to get a worried look from my friend. "Shh, Cry, you're going to be fine, she started to massage around it again, I looked at the wound as it started to fizz, showing that it is cleaning everything out.

"What the hell is all that noise?" I heard the oh so familiar voice from behind me. "H-hey Russ." I choked out, only to make him look worried and rushed over towards me. "Holy fuck man, what did you do?!"

"Cry here decided it should be a good idea to go biking, but only to fall down a steep hill, as you can see the aftermath, a large wound and a look of bruises."

"Ouch, you're going to be sore tomorrow buddy, but shouldn't we sow that up?"

I sat up quickly put only to feel pain again and letting out yet another scream, I could see the worry clouded in both of their eyes. "No! No! I am not getting my knee sown!" I shouted, for some reason anger was built up inside of me, I was so annoyed, everything bad is happening to me!

"Well, I am letting him stay here till it heals, there is no way I am letting him back there, so like it or not, you're going to be here for a few weeks, but if it does not feel better in a week, I am afraid I will have to sow it up, but don't worry Cry, I bet you will be fine." She gave me a reassuring smiling but that didn't help at all.

I sighed and tried to relax again as she took a bandage, wrapped it around my leg and clipped it.

"I'll take Cry to the guest room." Russ said, picking me up bridal-style. "What the fuck Russ?!"

"Cry stop being such a baby and let Russ carry you to the room, you're not allowed to walk on it and I am going to find my old crutches tomorrow alright?" Red said, waving me off as Russ started to carry me to the guest room. "You really fucked your knee up." Russ pointed out, only to make me roll my eyes. "No shit Sherlock."

He chuckled and stopped in front of the door, I opened it for him because it was obvious what he was asking for. "Thanks."

Russ took me over to the bed and laid me down. "Goodnight loser." He said as he started to make his way over to the door, I chuckled. "Fuck you, and goodnight."

* * *

I tried to close my eyes again, only for a few second before I opened them, the pain was back, I wanted to yell for someone, but I shouldn't bother them...

I shifted slightly but only to groan in pain from the small movement. "Oh my god" I said, covering my hands over my mask, slowly sliding them down to the bottom. I moved my head to the right, looking at the wall that met with the bed. "Fuck you wall." I said and then looked up at the ceiling. "Fuck you ceiling! Fuck you floor, fuck you bed, fuck you world, fuck you everything!"

I stuck my tongue out, only for it to me with my mask, and damn that was nasty! "Why did I even stick my tongue out?! And why am I talking to myself? When the hell did I start doing this?" I questioned myself. "Should I call out to someone? What if I am being annoying? Fuck it, everyone is annoying anyways... Red!! Russ! Help!" I yelled out, feeling so helpless because I couldn't get up.

Red rushed in, Russ behind her. "It hurts so bad!" I complained, I just wanted to cry, but crying is for babies, even though that is my name...

They came to my side. "What hurts the most?" She asked, only making me scoff. "My fucking arm!" Red raised a brow only making me roll my eyes. "Holy shit, I was kidding, my knee is in pain!"

It was her turn to roll her eyes. "I have no idea what to do, the only thing that could help would be full on surgery." I groaned, it hurt so much, should I go through this? "Fine, whatever, just get this shit over with this, please!"

She shook her head. "Not tonight Cry, tomorrow, when I am more awake and not as tired alright?"

I nodded my head, trying to show that I was obviously not pleased with this, and crossed my arms over my chest, still laying down. "Alright, fine, and thank you so much Red..." I looked over at her again to see her smiling and started to ruffle my hair. "You’re welcome."

They both left me again, all alone, for more pain, and I tried my best to go to sleep.

* * *

I woke up, feeling slightly cold, shivering and pulling the covers closer to me. I laid there, looking at the ceiling, the day light came from the window, shining through the curtains.

I put my arm up to my mask and covered the eyes holes, blocking all light that was trying to annoy me, but sadly, the silence was interrupted. "Cry! Are you awake?" I let out a sigh. "Nope."

"Oh good, glad that you are, so you ready for the pain to slightly go away?"

I uncovered my eyes and slowly sat up, seeing Russ leaning against the door. "Why now?" I asked, tilting my head to the side. "Don't you want to get this over with?" He asked, walking over towards me and picking me up.

"Ugh, I have no choice do I?"

"Nope." Russ replied as we went over to the open door. He took me over to the couch and laid me down, seeing a few small tabled filled with tools.

"Good luck Buddy!" He said while leaving.

Then came in Red, her hair tied back and gloves that wrapped around her hands. "Alright let's get started!" She sat down in an office chair that spins around and rolled over to my knee, slowly un-bandaging it. "Wait! Shouldn't I be asleep for this?!" I asked, almost about to quickly sit up but remembering what happened last time.

"We don't have anything, I'm sorry Cry."

I frowned and closed my eyes. "Just, get it over with." She put more alcohol on my wound, only causing me to scream in pain, and making me squirm slightly.

After calming down and this made me think it was over, but oh boy was I wrong! Something jabbed in to my skin and went all the way through, I let out yet another scream as I felt tears starting to form in the corner of my eyes, yet again the same pain came back but at the other spot, the same process went over and over again, making me breath heavily and close my eyes tightly, tears streaming down my face.

"We're all done!"

My eyes opened. "Try sitting up Cry and see if it makes you feel a little better." I did as I was told and the pain was still there, but I could handle it. I sniffled and Red looked at me, frowning and gave me a hug. "Everything went great! Now shall we bandage it up?" I nodded my head as she cleaned up any extra blood and wrapped a bandage around it.

Red got up and went over to get crutches, she helped me up and gave me both of them, I put them under my arm and lifted myself, landing only on one foot, there was slight pain but nothing horrible. "Thanks Red." I said and looked back at her.

"Anything for you Cry! But don't think I am letting you go home yet, you're staying here for atleast four days now, and you have to deal with it."

I let out a sigh and nodded my head. " She pointed towards the door, go out, your friends are waiting for you! I'll be coming soon, just let me clean up!" Red took off her bloody gloves and started to pick up all the tools, I turned around and head towards the door, opening it and only to me swarmed in with my friends.

"Holy shit man, that sounded so horrible! Are you okay?" Scott questioned, looking at me from head to toe.

"Oh my god Cry, I can't believe you did that." Snake said, his eyes obviously in disappointment but I could see that there was still a little hint off.

"Cry, you did so well!" Russ patted my shoulder and I nodded at all of them, trying my best to hide the sniffle but yet that didn't work out.

"He is crying! Cry is crying!" Scott pointed out only make me scowl at him, and I knew he could feel it. "Scott, that is enough." Snake said, ruffling my hair. "I hope you will feel better." Red came back into the room. "Guys go sit at the table, I will make us lunch!"

* * *

I hugged Red goodbye and give Russ a very manly hug! Like really manly. "Thanks guys, I don't know what would happen if you guys weren't my friends!"

They nodded and smiled happily. "Just remember to try and stay off that leg, and if you ever moving, use the crutches! Give it a month to heal alright?"

"Okay, bye!" I walked out the door and smiled, it has been a nice week, everyone visited me every day, and it was just nice I guess... I moved slowly from the stupid crutches, no matter how much I wanted to throw them, I know I would just regret it after. I let out a sigh, this is going to be a long month...

The End

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