Difficult Decisions

Cry

Alex POV:

"Well, except mine. Obviously. Maybe of my old one. GOOD JOB!" I yell the last part. Everyone runs in. Georgia shows them. Even Mark is surprised at how many people actually came. "That's almost more than me. In only a few minutes too. Wow." I smile, walking behind him, sneaking up. "TEAMWORK!" I yell as loud as I can. He jumps to the ceiling, falling on the floor. I can't stop laughing with Georgia. We high five. I get a tweet. All color goes to my face as Sean and Mark's intro play combined. Georgia laughs harder. I see Mark looking amused and Sean also laughing. "Very funny. Who is it?" Georgia chokes out. When I check it all color drains from my face. "Georgia. This is urgent. Um, Matthias you come too." I run out of the room into mine. Pacing in the darkness. The words running through my mind. Cryaotic messaged me. Shiz. What does he want? Maybe a battle? Whoever wins must show their face? Or a collab? Fuck. Matthias and Georgia come in, Lucifer close behind. "Lucifer, can you please guard the door? Thank-you!" I tell them that Cry messaged me. Via Twitter. "What does it say?" Matthias asks. "I don't know. But I'm getting a lot of tweets because of it. Let's look and see what it says." Cry: Back off. These are my friends. I smirk. "Oh, you did not just go there." "Friends?" Matthias asks. I face-palm. "Subs. Have you not heard what he - never mind. What the hell. I will make this a battle. FOR FRIENDS!" I yell. Psych: Ooh! I sense a battle. I challenge you. For our ... I purposely cut off there. I get a thousand replies. Face, and Subs were the top two. "Well that wouldn't work. We can't forcibly make people un-sub or sub. We can't show our face." I hear a growl. Silence. Cry: Deal. We'll figure out what we give up later. Someone knocks on the door. "Guys! You're missing it! CRY AND PSYCH ARE GOING TO BATTLE!" I hear Sean scream. I turn off my phone and we run out. "What? Who's Psych?" I ask, Matthias and Georgia looking confused as well. Ha. "You don't know who Psych is? SHE'S CRY'S RIVAL!" I look at Sean weirdly. "Cry is that Masked Dude with the amazing voice, right?" He nods energetically. "I didn't know you were a fan of him." I go on my phone, emailing him and giving him my Skype. Pretending I was checking it out, I say, "He seems pissed. I wonder why." Sean shows me a tweet. TheAlienPika: Is Psych your girlfriend? Why do you let her steal your idea and fans? I smile grimly. "Shit. That shouldn't make him angry." Sean looks at his phone. "Wrong one. Sorry."

You guys look perfect together.

What a lie this rivalry is.

The rivalry is fake! Your doing it to get attention!

If you think we're fooled, you guys are idiots.

I get pissed as well. "He gets angry over haters? That's not right." Shit. Fuck a shitting duck. I run into my room, jumping in my computer chair. I get a Skype call from him. Making sure it's call only, I accept. "Wow. You got angry over haters? Oh, fuck!" I scream as I totally forgot the voice changer. Setting it on it's normal level. "Sorry, turned on the voice changer by accident. Just turned it off now." I lie. "It's okay." He says, clearly pissed. I smile at his voice. Trying my best not to laugh, I cough. "So, you got angry over haters?"

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I spin around. Sean opens his mouth. "Nonono! Leave! Out of my room, uh, please?" I end weakly, sad that I couldn't keep a secret. "I'm the worst at fucking keeping secrets. Don't even know how I kept this up." I say, forgetting about Cry for a moment. I remember as I hear his laughter echo in my headphones. "Whatever. Just answer my question." I say, without dignity. "I'm not pissed anymore! You tried keeping a secret from whoever lives with you about who you are?" Everyone besides Georgia and Matthias looks at me, surprised. "Yep. I failed almost immediately though. Whatever. When is the battle?" I get flipped out of my chair. I see a shadow above me. "Oh, fuck."

"What's wrong?"

"I just got flipped out of my chair by a fucking screaming shadow man thing."

"What? Why do you say that like it's normal?"

"Because the shadow thing hangs out in my room most often. First time it injured me. It injured Ma- a friend of mine a few days ago." The shadow lifts me up. "Uhh, please don't do that. Please let me go. Please? Wow, talking to a ghost. Can anyone see this shadow thing?" Matthias raises his hand. At that moment Lucifer jumps on the shadow, barking at it. "Thanks, Lucifer."

"What's happening!" Cry screams, scared about something. "What do you mean?" I ask. "THERE'S SHADOWS OVER HERE WHAT DID YOU DO!" I flinch at how scared his voice sounds. "What are they doing?"

"THEY'RE TRASHING MY ROOM LAUGHING!" I glance at Georgia. "Yours was crying. Mine screaming. His laughing. He can see all of them... What the fuck is going on?" Lucifer tackles me. His eyes are naturally glowing red, black pupils. "Hey, buddy. Thanks for saving me." I hear a clatter in my headphones. "Cry? Are you okay!" I practically scream into the mic. "Yes, I'm feeling a bit dizzy though. I'll just go to sleep." He says in a very base-y voice. Shivers run down my spine. "Uh oh." I look to see everyone falling asleep where they stand. Lucifer is still on me, staring at me. "You are actually a demon, aren't you?" He slightly nods. Then lays down. "Lucifer. Wow. That's cool I guess. You are an amazing friend. The man that sent you down from heaven, if that's even real, is a big douche. You're no more bad than a cake is disgusting." I get dizzy and tired. "Goodnight, Lucifer. I hope you'll still be my friend." I close my eyes, not noticing that I was in a different room. Or that everyone else was there. Sleeping.