The sight, it made my heart stop. It made my body freeze up. Seeing my boyfriend holding a gun up to his head... I didn't know how to respond. Goddamn it brain process! I really needed to stop him. But how? I was invisible to him. He cannot see me anymore, fear and hatred shielded his sight so he couldn't see.

"Felix!" I tried to yell, my voice not reaching him "Felix no please!" My knees began to wobble, it was hard to stand but I did more than that. I got myself to step forward then made my way into a full out sprint, trying to reach the one with the gun. But it was too late.

With a quiet shaky voice he said "I'll be with you soon, cry," Then Felix pulled the trigger and he was gone. A gush of blood spat from the spot the bullet went through his head as Felix was knocked to his side from the impact.

"FELIX NO!" I couldn't stand any longer, my knees grew weak then I fell. I fell and sobbed in front of the man I loved, the one whom killed himself for me. It wasn't fair! He had such a life to live... So much a head of him that he will never get to do. It was all my fault. If I hadn't been so useless I would've saved both of us.

It was five months before this incident when I was casually walking down a deserted street, listening to music through my earplugs. A smile lingered on my face from the thought of seeing Felix once I got home. That day was quite busy and I was in fact tired. Everything was fine until I saw a shadow of some-one behind me.

They looked to have a hoodie covering their head and something in their hand. My heart froze briefly. "I'm just getting myself scared, this isn't a horror game," I thought to myself as I continued to walk. The shadow followed me. I was starting to get suspicious so I paused my music and listened to what was behind me. I almost looked back.

I wish I would've started to run when I saw that damned shadow; but I didn't. The next thing I knew was a new burning sensation in my left shoulder. I felt my skin being ripped apart as a warm liquidly substance soaked my shirt. Looking at my shoulder I screamed when I saw a blade deep within my skin and a hand attached to it; turning the blade which caused the pain to increase it's affect on me.

"Hey there fucker, you've been on my list for a while now. It's time to check you off," The person whom was stabbing my shoulder spun me around to face him. His features were completely covered which made him look fucking scary. Dry and wet blood covered the black hoodie he wore and the loose fitting jeans which hung low on him.

"The fuck?! stop it hurts!" Tears flowed from my eyes as the man pushed me back with a force that sent me to the hard pavement. I heard a crack from my back but it didn't hurt too much.

"I'm sorry; does this feel any worse?" The man knelt down, a knee holding me down, as he reached towards my leg. He gripped it with two hand and with incredible strength he snapped it. A rather loud cracking sound filled the air along with a blood curdling scream which came from myself. By this time I was crying tears like a river.

"You little fuck. Grow up, be a goddamn man and fight back!" I tried to respond but the man turned to my face and touched the tip of his blade to the curves of my lips.

"I saw this in a movie once. I thought it would be fun to test it out. Lets see," With little force the man pressed the blade into the skin of my outer lip, carving the features of them. It hurt, like hell, blood filled my mouth with a metallic taste. He moved from my lips and I tried to struggle but my energy was put to no use; there was no way I could escape anyways. Then something horrible happened, the man removed my mask from my face, leaving me no protection from anything. I then felt the blade carving other features of my face but leaving my eyes be.

"You should have one of your features unharmed. It wouldn't be right otherwise," I wish I could've screamed at him that it isn't right anyway but the pain was too much. The edge of my sight was black, everything was becoming merged into one shape. One coloure. The last thing I felt was the blade being stabbed several into my stomach. The man then got up and left me there.

I then felt nothing. I heard nothing. I saw nothing; but darkness. And I was gone.

At least I thought.

It felt like a few seconds after when I saw light. It was bright and it put me into a trance. The light turned into a bright white door as another door was placed to the left of this first, this one was black.

Behind the white door I could see pure white light shinning everywhere, I could hear melodies of the most beautiful voices I've heard.

Behind the black one was just blackness circling into each other. I could heard a laugh over powering screams of pain. Nothing about that door was pleasant although I had the urge to go forwards and open it. I moved towards the door but before I could open it another door showed itself. Its coloure was something I couldn't ever hope to explain. I opened it and walked through.

With a flash I was back... Where? It looked like home. But it was different. The room I was in was dark and filled with cobwebs. I walked out of the room and saw the hall was dark as well. A room caught my attention; it had a small light beam emitting from it. I ran into the room and saw a sight that crushed me.

It was Felix. He looked much skinner. A lot paler. There was bags under his eyes and he was staring at his computer screen. There was a picture of me. What was happening?

"Felix?" I called. No response. "Pewds?" I said louder, but again there was nothing. With a huff I tried to touch his shoulder but something terrifying happened; my hand went through.

"W-What?" And then it hit me. From all those T.v shows I used to watch and movies... I remembered one like the situation I was in. A person was murdered and tried to reach their loved ones but couldn't... They were separated; in a different dimension. But I wasn't dead... Was I?

I looked to my hands and saw them and they were pale. I brought one up to where my heart should be and their was no movement. I noticed that I didn't have to breathe either.

"Oh no... No.. No no no no! This can't be! Please no! Felix! Please felix hear me please!" If I was able to create tears I would be shedding them until a river was made. I was separated from my one love; Pewdiepie, Pewds, Felix. Because of that goddamn man with the blade.

It was his fault. It was my fault too. I didn't try to help myself or even scream for help. I was too afraid to.

I tearlessly sobbed as I saw Felix, who was in front of me, start crying. I was heartbroken. If I had a heart anymore...


A/N: I hate myself for doing this to cry. Ugh why am I so mean. Tell me if I should continue or not-shrug- it's up to you. Anyone catch that reference to the hunger games? Yeah. Blame the crapyness to my sick self. Well... Bye. For now?