Part One

Pewdiepie and Cry have known each other for such a long time.
Pewdie was, of course dating Marzia. But every night when he was alone or Marzia was asleep, he would get up by the windowsill, staring into the black sky and shining stars, thinking about Cry.
Of course, Pewdie had a job for his 30 million fans: to make You Tube videos. And of course, every morning Marzia had to work on hers, and while recording there was always a moment inside Pewdie where he thought about Cry. He wondered what was under that mask. Through all the years that Pewds had known Cry, he had not once seen what his face looked like. And the curiosity starved him and ran him to the day he finally figured out.

Pewdie was in another recording sequence, when he called Cry to come over to his house and work on the video together.
"Marzia's out shopping for her Marzipans" Pewds said, hoping Cry would accept his invite. "Wanna come record a video together?"
Cry had actually never known about Pewdie's feelings for him. Cry never showed his emotions, and most of the time he never could. Usually it was the mask, but Mad was mostly the one who made Cry forget about Pewds. For a while, Cry was into Pewds as well, but there was a curse on their love, a third member that made this the most complicated love triangle of all. CinnamontoastKen. He had a grave secret, but Ken was a great friend of Pewdie and Cry, and throughout the years Pewdie has had times where he felt jealous on how close he and Cry were. Cry and Ken did most of their videos together, and Pewdiepie was left in the corner, away from the sunlight, away from his love.
This video request wasn't just a plain request though. Pewdiepie has sent it over 50 times, and every time, Cry declined and broke Pewdie's heart.
At the same moment, the text rung, and Pewdie heard the worst words he could ever receive from Cry.
"Dude, leave me alone. I'm not recording with you, end of discussion. Stop bothering me, I'm already getting sick of you." Cry texted. But every letter he read, Pewdie was stabbed. But Cry wasn't done.
"I don't really know what your problem is. You're a clingy son of a bitch who won't leave me alone."
The next 3 sentences were what seemed to have crush and confuse Pewdiepie's hopes forever.
"Maybe it's because you know about me and Ken being together and you're jealous. Well guess what? I'm happy with him and if you can't see that, then Ken will kill everyone you love, starting from Marzia, he's a murder and you better watch out." And Cry didn't know it but he was protecting Pewdie.

Cry smashed his phone on the floor and let out a chilling yell. He threw his books everywhere, knocking over his computer and desk, throwing cups and bowls in every direction. At the end of his rampage, he came to his senses and realized he just trashed his own house, over Pewdie. But Cry was happy with Ken, he loved Ken for a very long time. But, was it true love? Cry dropped his hands, blood leaking from them. He then realized the way the glass pierced his broken hands was the way his texts broke Pewdie's heart. Just then, Cry fell to the ground, lying on sharp pieces of wood and glass and metals, not caring about a damn thing. The pieces stabbed into his body as he leaned on them, but Cry could not feel it. He made a terrible mistake, he wasn't happy with Ken, and Ken would kill him for this. But sure enough, Ken was with Pewdie the whole time, and as the door opened, Cry saw death.

"Cry. I have something to ask you dearly." Ken whispered, cold and bitter. Ken slowly walked into the trashed house, looking at every piece, holding Pewdie's phone.
"We had a secret. ONE SECRET and you couldn't even keep it." Blood was dripping from a knife in Ken's hands. Cry slowly saw Ken's face emerge, emotionless, but threatening.
"How do you wish to die?" Ken asked, smiling.