I'll Make you Smile Again. (Cryaotic)

Chapter 1

"You're fired."

These words replayed over and over again in my head, as I was driving to my apartment.

Mandy fired me. She knew I needed the money. She knew I lived in a jacked up apartment. She didn't tell me what I did wrong.. She just asked me to leave.

It was going to be hard as fuck finding a new job, too. I could try working at a different salon, but there were none close to my house, I'd have to drive for hours.

I could write, I thought to myself. I'd always been good at writing, as well as poetry. Plus, it was a job you where you could stay at home all day. On a computer. And get paid for it.

I got a call from Ellie, one of my friends, the minute I pulled into my apartment.

"Ellie? Hi."

"Hi Alice," she spoke. "So there's been a rumor going around that you got fired and I was just wondering-"

I interrupted her.

"Whoa, whoa, wait. How did it get around that fast?"

"Well, Mandy was calling basically everyone she knew, saying.. Um.. That she had 'gotten rid of the antisocial bitch.', a-and somehow it just got to me..." She said quick and nervously.

I groaned.

"Can you come over?" I asked.

I didn't really want to be alone right now. I usually did, but now it just felt as though I needed comforting.

"I'm on my way." She replied, and hung up the phone.

I envied how sweet she was.

Then there was me.

I never talked to anybody. I never went anywhere. I never called anyone. I liked life better being alone. It just seemed right.

Though, whenever there was a chance for Ellie to come over, I took advantage of it. Sometimes her sweetness can be annoying, I wonder how she does it. You can't tell when she's sad, and you can tell when she's happy. This worries me, but at least at times she is happy, for me, rarely.

As I walked inside, I grabbed my laptop, and started doing one of the only things that got me happy. Watching YouTube videos.

It was a little weird, and I would admit it. But like Ellie's sweetness, I envied the people who made YouTube videos. I wanted to make videos, but I never got the encouragement, and I really don't think I have enough self-esteem to do it.

I paused the video I was watching when I heard a familiar knock on the door.

I made my way over to it, and I opened it, greeting Ellie.

"Hi Ellie." I said, with my same pokerface.

She smiled. Though not her regular smile. A worried smile.

"Hi... Are you going to be able to get a new job?"

Well thanks for pressuring that down on me, I thought. Like I wasn't stressed about it in the first place.

As though she read my mind, she blurted out,

"Sorry!"

"It's fine," I assured her. "I-I was thinking of writing anyway."

"That would be a great idea, Alice! I know how much you like writing and- I'd really think you'd hit it big!" She said, encouragingly.

And I smiled one of my rare smiles that I usually gave to only Ellie.

"Come in." I said, gesturing my arm to the inside of my apartment, stepping aside.

"Thanks!"

She came in happily, and went over to the couch.

"Watching YouTube, huh?" She questioned me.

"Yeah," I replied. "Cry."

"Shocking." She said, sarcastically.

"Oh shut up." I said, sitting next to her on the couch.

"Pewdie and Smosh both uploaded today." She said.

"Oh cool, I'll watch 'em." I said plainly, as I got my computer off the table in front of the couch.

(A/N, what was that called again? XD sorry. 'Table in front of the couch!' Accurate enough!)

I looked up Smosh and Pewdie's new videos, both of which I found pretty humorous.

I didn't like things that funny though, I think this explains why Cry was my favorite YouTuber. I can relate to him allot.

The way he admitted to depression made me feel bad, but also it made me feel like I wasn't alone.

He never showed his face. I figured this was because he tried to be mysterious, or just out of lack of confidence. Either way, both I could relate to.

Ellie looked at me.

"Daydreaming?" She asked, and laughed a bit.

"As always," I said and sighed.

She looked around.

"Would you want to spend the night at my place tonight?"

She asked me this occasionally, and I said yes each time, mainly because I could not stand this apartment.

"Oh. Sure!" I said.

Right then my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and I saw it was my brother.

I adored my brother. He was gay, and I respected that.

"It's Collin." I said to Ennie, and she nodded.

I answered the phone.

"Hey Collin." I said, but noticed strange noises coming from the phone. It almost sounded like crying.

"A-A-Alice.." He managed. And I realized he was crying.

"Collin? Collin is something wrong?!" I said, worriedly, and Ellie gave me a confused, but hurt look.

"J-J-Jake.... He.. He's.. He's d-d-dead!" Collin breathed, choking on tears.

No, Collin must be so upset. I knew how much he cared about Jake. Jake was the only person he had, besides me and Ellie. My stomach turned.

"We- Me and Ellie-We'll be right over." I spoke, my eyes getting watery.

"O-O-Ok... B-b-bye."

I took Ellie's hand and ran outside, getting in the car.

"What's wrong with Collin?" Ellie asked, with fear in her voice.

"Jake just died, and he's crying like crazy."

Ellie's face turned from fearful to worried with those words.

"Is he going to be okay?!" She said.

"I-I don't know. I hope so. I hope he doesn't try anything stupid."

The car ride had sad silence written all over it. As we got to Collin and Jakes apartment, I ran inside.

"Collin?!" I yelled.

"Collin!" I said louder, walking around everywhere with Ellie by my side.

"COLLIN!" I said, when I had found him. But in an unexpected condition. His eyes still held life, but he was groaning and crying uncontrollably, bleeding by a dead Jake.

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I realize this chapter is kinda depressing o__o.

Oh well, it gets better!

I'm addicted to the view of self-recovery, which is mainly what this story is about, so it's going to be a little rough in the beginning.

*snaps fingers* deal with it.

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