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Ch 5: Happiness   Pewdie’s hand trembled as he looked back and forth between Stephano his golden guide, his protector and his best bro……then he looked to Cry who was like family to him. How the fuck was he possibly to choose between family? It was nearly impossible…no it was impossible. Pewdie shut his eyes tightly trying to stop his tears. “Damn it….damn it….” Pewdie could have jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. His eyes snapped open and his gaze turned around to meet Cry who was kneeling besides him. “Cry!” He gasped.    “Save him…” Cry said in

Ch 4: REFUGEE     The moon was high in the sky by now casting its silvery glow through a small window in the cell of Pewdie and Cry. The light hit Pewdie’s face and his eyes slowly slid open. He gave out an exhausted yawn and tried closing his eyes to go back to sleep. Though it wasn’t any use. He couldn’t sleep. Opening his eyes again he looked down at Cry’s sleeping form. Cry was nestled in his arms, his head lying on his chest. Pewdie heard Cry’s shallow breathing, though it seemed less pained now. Pewdie supposed that was a good sign, Pewdie couldn’t help but smile at how handsome Cry was even when

Chapter 3: Safe and Sound The light of morning flooded into the room, the sunlight fluttered through the window and shined upon Stephano’s golden face. His eyes slowly opened and he let out small moan in a complain. His head hurt terribly, he placed his hand atop his head only to find it was covered up in a tourniquet instead of his turban. He narrowed his golden eyes in confusion and slowly sat up, rubbing his throbbing head. Of course this only made it pound harder but he couldn’t help it. Then it all came rushing back to Stephano like a wave crashing onto the shores of a beach. He remembered getting struck down by The Bro yes

 Chapter 2: Rubik’s Cube   The sunlight hit the face of the sleeping Sweden male; Pewdie let out a groan and opened one eye, noting with drowsiness that they had forgotten to draw the curtains over the window. So now he was paying with loss of sleep. Pewdie sat up and rubbed his burning and itchy blue eyes, he was just about to slip out of bed, but his hand hit something, or more like some one. He heard someone give out a groan, Pewdie’s eyes widened and his orbs flickered to whom he had knocked with his hand. He saw Stephano rising from the ground, rubbing the back of his head. “Oops….” He whispered with a fe