"Pewds?" Came the hesitant voice of Cry as he walked towards the swaying form slowly. Felix blinked several times before turning to face his masked friend. "Cry." Replied the blue eyed Youtuber, his voice holding none of the emotions that were evident in his eyes. "Put it down," Cry said soothingly, holding his hands up in surrender. "Put what down Cry?"

"The knife Pewds, put the knife down." Felix looked down towards his hand, his eyes widened in horror as he dropped the long bloodied kitchen knife. "Who…" He trailed off, speechless. "Marzia…"

"Dead," Cry cut in with pity as he gently picked the knife up from the floor. "you killed her."

"No…"

"I'm sorry Pewds."

"You're lying!"

"I'm sorry."

"Please tell me it's a dream." Felix pleaded as his body shook with pain and denial. "I can't tell you that, friend." The Sweden's eyes glazed with unshed tears as he dropped to his knees. "I didn't mean too." He whispered as he held his head in his shaking hands. "I didn't mean too…"

"I know. Come, we've got to go."

"The body." He cut in, looking up sharply. "There was no body Pewds, only blood."

"Why would I do this? To Marzia no less?!" Felix tried wracking his brain, begging to remember the death of his loved one. But nothing came. "I can't remember." He mumbled, wiping the tears the trickled down his cheek away, "Why can't I remember?" Cry didn't know how to respond, he didn't know either. He had just got there, the only thing he found was a bloodied kitchen, he knew that Marzia couldn't survive with that much blood out of her body, and Pewds. Covered in his loves blood. Stained clothes and knife in hand. Cry shook his head, ridding the thoughts away as he readjusted his mask. "I can't…" Pewds began, as he looked up and into the eyes of Cry. Felix's eyes held pain and sorrow, with something hiding deep within the corner. He couldn't figure out that particular emotion even though he tried. "I DIDN'T KILL HER." The blonde bellowed before he stood up, his blue eyes holding nothing but anger. "Pewds…"

"I DIDN'T. DON'T YOU LIE TO ME CRY. I KNOW I DIDN'T." Cry backed up slowly, knife clutched in hand. "Alright Pewds, calm down."

"NO. I know you did it Cry. I know it! You bastard! You killed her! You killed Marzia!" He hissed before lunging at his friend, he tackled Cry to the floor and wrapped his callous hands around Cry's neck. "Bastard!" He snarled, his blue eyes darkened and he sneered down at his gasping friend. "What's the matter Cry? Can't breathe?"

Cry didn't want to do it, but he had no choice. Felix wasn't sane, he wasn't acting how he usually did. It worried Cry, to no end. And he was about to die, he didn't want to die. He raised his arm and stabbed Felix, the blonds eyes widened before he fell over to the side, clutching his wound. "I'm sorry Pewds." Cry rasped, gasping for air hungrily before he raised his arm, "CRY, DON'T." Pewds yelled before Cry plunged the knife into the Blue eyed Sweden's heart. "I'm sorry." He whispered, crying over the body of his now dead friend. "Forgive me."