'Why Pewdie' part 7

I'm beginning to feel sick.
   "Wanna go spy on them?" Mr. Chair asks.
   "Are you crazy! Skully is probably outside the door right now, listening to our conversation! And you know that he's gonna tell Cry everything we're saying right now!" I yell.
   "Come on!! Don't you want to know what's going on down their?!" He asks.
   "Of course I do! But I'm not gonna risk getting caught! Cry already hates my guts!" I say. Then we both just stand there in silence. Him thinking about whatever, and me thinking about Pewdie. His face. His hair. His eyes.... Will I ever be with him? Probably not. If he is my reason for living and he is being taken away from me, what do I still have to live for?
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What is he thinking about? Pewdie? Cry? Death? Suicide? Of course I'm never on his mind. We're only bro's. Nothing else. His life revolves around Pewdie. A few tears fall from my eyes. Stephano looks at me and raises an eyebrow. I smil.
   "I'm fine." He looks at me for a few more seconds then looks back at his feet.
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Something is wrong with him. He says it nothing but it's something. Maybe I can get Piggy to talk to him. I turn to him. I'm about to say something, but sat that moment, the door slowly opens and piggy walks in. Silently. He's only silent when something is wrong. He looks at me, then sits down next to Mr. Chair.
   "Piggy.... What's wrong?! What happened?!" I ask.
   "Cry and Pewdie.... they," he sighs. "their engaged, Stephano. And Cry asked me to be the best man."