-Pewdie's POV-

I wake up to the bright sunlight shining in my eyes.

"FELIX!"

I cringe at the high-pitched, Italian voice. The bedroom door slammed open, revealing a very-mad Marzia.

"What is this!?" she asks, holding up a piece of paper in her hand. I sit up, rubbing my eyes and peering at it.

"Plane ticket?" I reply, getting out of bed and snatching it from her.

"For where?" she hisses, putting her hands on her hips.

"Florida. Away from here," I growl, getting my suitcase and packing my stuff up.

"Why are you going there?" Marzia says, her voice somewhat softer.

"To live with Cry for a while until I can recover," I reply simply. She growls at his name.

"You shouldn't go there! He's tearing us apart!"

"Marzia!" I exclaim, spinning around and glaring at her. "We aren't together! He isn't doing shit!"

She stares at me, wide eyed. I huff, packing up the last of my stuff and grabbing another bag for my xbox and laptop.

"I'm leaving and that's that," I glare at her, pushing past with my bags in one hand, ticket in the other. I grab my keys with the hand holding the ticket and open the door, slamming it shut on the way out.

"I'm glad to be getting out of this hellhole," I mutter softly, throwing my stuff in the backseat of my car and starting it, driving off.

I sit in the waiting room of the airport, listening for the call of my flight. Many people walk back and forth in front of me. Pulling out my phone, I decide to text Cry.

'Cry! I'm bored!'

More people pass before my phone buzzes. I quickly pick it up, reading the text.

'Where are you at, friend?'

Somebody sits beside me, but I don't look.

'Waiting room at the airport.'

"Are you sure you have to leave?"

I jump, quickly turning my head. "Marzia!? What the hell are you doing here!"

"I don't want you to go," she whispers softly, her voice laced with regret. Her eyes said otherwise.

"Flight to Florida now boarding."

I glare at Marzia one more time, standing up and grabbing my bags. "Yes. I'm sure."

I head for the boarding area, refusing to look back.

After another long wait, I'm finally aboard the plane. I bounce in my seat, excited to see my friend.

'I'm on board the plane!'

I set my phone down in my lap, watching the people take their seats. A few minutes later, my phone goes off.

'I can't wait to meet you! -Cry'

I smile, telling him I feel the same. The pilot comes over the PA system, saying that we were taking off and that it'd be a long flight. I yawn suddenly, looking out the window and watching the scenery. Eventually, I fall asleep.

-Several Hours Later-

"Hey, wake up."

Somebody shakes my shoulders lightly, and I jolt awake.

"Finally!"

I glance over, staring at the woman beside me. "The plane landed. It's time to get up!"

I yawn softly, rubbing my eyes and muttering a thank you. I stand up, following her off the plane and into the drop off area.

'I'm here, Cry!'

I grab my bags, checking my new message.

'On my way, friend.'

Putting my phone away, I stand by a wall, leaning against it and waiting for Cry.