Chapter ….4?

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Toby's POV

What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? Toby was starting to panic. He had taken the brown haired man to his house. I don't know what to do with unconscious people! He had poured little by little water in the young men's mouth. It had seemed to help a little. A wet cloth was placed on the warm forehead of the blue eyed man. Said man was having a nightmare, it seemed, he was kicking and turning on the small couch. Toby tried to keep him calm, but it didn't work. He really started to wonder who this beautiful man was. I guess I'll just have to wait, I can always ask him later. He walked to his computer. He decided to play some Slender. His eye once in a while falling on the angel on his couch. I'm so lucky.

Scott's POV

"Pewdie?" he asked. A dirty-blond man was standing a few feet away from him. A sad expression could be seen on his face. It's him, alright. He didn't know how quickly he had got to stand up and run to him. As soon as he was close enough he embraced the Swede and began to cry again. It felt so good to hold him. He was sure Pewdie knew how he felt. He understands. He understands my pain. He felt two strong arms around his back. He felt great to held so close to somebody. He hadn't slept in the days Cry was missing. He had cried so many times, but the tears still weren't dried. After a while he calmed down a bit. Looking up he saw the most gorgeous light blue eyes he had seen in his life. And he had seen Cry's, which were also very beautiful. The thought about Cry made him cry again, almost. "It's okay.." He heard Pewdie say. He sniffled. "It's not. I made him run away." Scott said. Pewdie suddenly jerked back. Holding Scott at arm length. "That's not true." Jund looked away. "Look at me, Scott, that's not true," Pewdie said, his voice full of emotions," and you know that." Scott looked at him. Pain obvious on both of their faces. He felt Pewdie's arms around him again. "We should go," Jund said," I believe we look ridiculous." He laughed a little. "And a little gay," he said, seeing the faces of some people who were staring at them. "It's not called being gay," Pewdie said, letting go of him," It's called being fabulous!" He fist pumped the air. Scott couldn't help but laugh. "That's right.." He felt as if he was being watched suddenly. He looked around and found Pewdie staring at him. What's wrong? Why is he looking at me like that? Suddenly realization hit him. He knew that look. It was a look of confusion and concern. He looked at himself. Yeah…I'm not going to tell him…

Cry's POV

Stop…stop…stop…I don't want to… I don't want to know…Just stop.. He suddenly didn't feel like falling anymore. He was standing on a white platform. And who was that, walking towards him? …..Dad? The man came closer, bright blue eyes were looking at him with worry. "What's wrong my son?" He said, a smile slowly appearing on his face," Lost something?" Cry nodded. "You." He started to cry again and run up to his father. They embraced each other. "W-why?" Cry sniffled. "I don't know.." his father said," I was send to help you." Cry hiccupped. "Your mind sent me to you," he said, stroking a bang out of Cry's face. "Oh, Ryan, what are you doing you silly?" Cry smiled. "I have no idea, dad.." "Why are you so sad my son?" "I'm so alone, father, since you left… I've been alone.. all the time.." He looked away from his father and let go. "That's not true my boy, you know that," he told his son. "You just can't see it," he smiled at his own flesh and blood," yet." Cry looked up at his father. "What do you mean?" "Just wait. And see." He started to fade. "No.. Dad, no! Please stay!" Tears began to flown once again. His father smiled reassuringly at him," I have to." "Please…stay.." "You know I can't," his father said," But I'll always be there. I'll always be around, to help you if necessary." "Dad.." Cry took a hold of the hand of the fast fading man. "I-I love you dad." His father lay his hand on his hair and ruffled it. "I know that," he said smiling," And I love you. I always be." He disappeared. Cry was alone again. The tears stopped coming. A brave smile on his face.

I know, dad, I know..

Gosh, I'm so sorry.

It turned out to be a sad chapter…

D:

I made myself sad D:

Okay, bye now D:

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