Taking Off Your Mask

Elitch Gardens

-Cry's POV-

To be honest, I'm not surprised that Ebony found her "alternate personality". She just moved, and her sister got in a crash. What surprised me the most was that her "personality" was me. I would've thought that it would've came as Louise or her mother.

I want to get her mind off of all this depressing shit. I'll probably take her to the amusement park she was talking about earlier. I might as well seeing as we aren't going to stay for much longer.

We swung for a couple more hours and we went back to Ebony's house.

We watched Netflix and she fell asleep in my arms. I laid down on the couch with her still in my arms and fell asleep. I loved the feeling of her. The way she got against me when we were spooning. She was warm. My chin was resting on top of her head. Her hair smelt like strawberry shampoo.

That's all I thought about as I fell asleep.

-time skip-

Ebony's POV

I woke up cuddling someone. I looked up slightly and saw Cry. A light pink blush spread across my face. I don't remember when I felt like this towards someone. I held onto his hand and squirmed back into place. I laid there until he woke up.

"Good morning sleeping beauty. Did you have a nice sleep?"

"Yeah. What time is it?" he yawned and asked.

"Uh. 10:41." I put my phone down and snuggled up to him once more.

"I was thinking of taking you to the amusement park you told me about the other day."

"I'd love to go! What time do you wanna go?"

"I don't know maybe around one."

"What do you wanna do till then?"

"I just wanna lie here with you. You're warm. And you smell good." I laughed and turned to him. I giggled and kissed him softly. He was shocked, but he kissed back passionately, "You know, I missed you. A lot."

"Really?"

"Absolutely." We sat in the same position staring into each others eyes. I fell asleep after a couple of minutes.

-Dream World-

I sat up in the bed. Why do I keep coming here? What does he have to tell me this time? Dream Cry opened the door like he usually does. "Hi. What's in store now?"

"Well lets see. Betrayal? Why did you tell him? He wasn't supposed to know this way! You're such an idiot!"

"Idiot, eh? I suppose that you're just saying that out of rage. I really don't know why you're mad, though. He's going to find out sooner or later."

"NO. He was never to find out. No one was to find out. I am the only one who can tell the future. I can tell stories exactly how they are in the past, present, or future. You're a special host. You're stronger than others. You can handle me tearing away at you. I would do that, but I'm not an idiot. Once again, you're the only host that can handle me. Now that Cry knows, Mad and Virus know. Mad and Virus will tell other personalities, and then the big boss will kill me. Happy?"

"Honestly. You should've told me earlier. I also don't really care if you die, so-" He punched me in the stomach.

"You, you shouldn't talk to me like that. You'll regret it."

-Normal World-

I woke up to Jack climbing on my stomach. "GET OFF YOU FUCKFACE!"

"Fuck face?"

"Shut up Cry," I sat up and pushed Jack off the couch, "I'm going to get dressed. BTW, Dream Cry is a dick when he is mad." I walked into the bathroom and got ready. I picked out a plaid shirt, a tank top, and some high waisted shorts, and I put my make-up on. I walked out and sat on Cry's lap.

"What did you mean by dream me is a dick?"

"He got all pissed off that I told you the thing. He thinks Mad and Virus are going to tell the 'Big Boss'."

"Hmm. I don't know. You ready to go?"

"Yeah. Lets go." We walked out to the car and drove off.

It took about an hour of driving, but we finally made it to the amusement park. We paid for two tickets and a locker. I suggested we go one the normal rides for a while and then go on the water rides.

-Time skip-

We walked around the park for a while and got some food. I had a lot of fun today. I haven't been here since my father died. He took Louise and me every two weeks. The first ride we'd go on is the one that spins you around on those swings. He'd pick the seat right behind us, and he took pictures of us pretending like we were flying.

It all ended when he got sick. We found out he had cancer that he most likely would kill him. He went through chemotherapy for years. He quit his job and spent most of his time in the hospital. They let him out a month before he died. They decided that they would quit all treatments. I remember I'd come home from school and find him dry heaving everyday.

The night he died, we sat on his lap. He said that it was going to snow the next day. We gave him one last hug and went to sleep.

They next day we found out he was dead. Louise was too young to understand it, but I did. I was 8 when he died. I cried all day and night. I stayed home from school for a couple of days. Louise had no clue why I was crying or even why it mattered.

When we went to his funeral, we met people I had never seen before. One of them had some of his pictures. Dad had sent every picture he had taken to this man. The stranger had made a scrapbook of all of the pictures father had ever taken. The stranger told us that father wanted him to give us the scrapbook if he had ever died. It would hold all of the memories we had together.

"Ebony? Whats wrong?" Cry's voice brought be out of my thoughts, "You look sad."

"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking."

"May I ask what about?"

"About something very sad. I just remembered things that my dad did when he took us here. That's all."

" And may I ask what he did?"

"He did just what we're doing. We'd walk around and ride the rides. He would take pictures and all that fun jazz."

"Hm. He sounds fun."

"He was from what I remember."

We walked around till dark playing the little games they set up around the park. We ended up going on the Ferris wheel. Cry thought it would be fun so, he grabbed my hand and drug me on. We stayed on there for what felt like hours. I rested my head on his shoulder and looked over the park. I picked up my phone and took a picture.

Once we got off, we went back home. It makes me sad that I won't come back here for a long time. I'm glad that Cry took me here one last time.

We are to leave in a day. Tomorrow I'm going to hang out with Louise one last time.

—A/N—

Sorry for not updating. I've just been just having a lot of writers block. :3 Welp. See you next time