Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 2More Like This
My eyes snapped open when I heard a painful scream coming from downstairs. I jumped out of the bed and sprinted down the stairs. It was dark and my eyes didn't adapt to it. I searched the light switch, but couldn't find it. Then I heard a noise coming out of the living room. I ran to the living room only to find Cry sleeping on the couch and the TV on.
I thought the screams probably came from the TV therefore I turned it off. But I still heard something. Ryan was lying on couch, his mask still on but his body was stiff and he whimpered. I stepped closer to him and then I saw his hands were balled into fists and he was clenching his teeth.
I stepped even closer to hear what he murmured: "N-No!...Not him...p-please...take me...but...n-not him!" I didn't know what he was dreaming but it didn't sound good. I softly said: "Cry? You okay? Wake up." I shook his shoulder when all of sudden he snapped up his eyelids and almost hit me with his balled fist. I fell to the ground