Though they spend most of their time together, the friends do go their separate ways at the end of the day.
Sadly, their families often don't care much about the poor children.
That is one of the reasons they act the way they do.
So when they do split up tonight,
Troye goes where he wants.
He gravitates towards the now empty playground. He sits on the swing set alone. The setting sun glints against the metal chains.
Troye sings himself the same toon that he hummed earlier.
"I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream"
His soft voice echoes in the abandoned park.
The melody reminds him of Connor, just like everything seems to these days.
"If I know you, I know what you'll do, you'll love me at once the way you did once upon a dream."
Troye imagines seeing him.
Holding his hand.
Just loving him.
Troye just tries to sing through the pain.
Meanwhile, Lana wanders along the side of a creek in her night gown. She likes the way it feels to have her bare feet in the water. The stones feel smooth and cold. She also loves the way her pale blue nightgown flows along her legs. She felt so peaceful and nice, it was a change from the usual.
Electra has run home with another boy. He had kissed her on the cheek and thought he won her heart like a cheap carnival prize. This wasn't true. She knows how to be a heartbreaker and doesn't get attached like she used too. She was too numb for that.
Last was Crybaby. She is taking a risk and walking the shortcut to her lonely dollhouse. The reason she doesn't do this often is because this is where the bad wolfs lurk. This is the parking lot where she fell not to long ago. As she creeps through alone, the memories stir.
The ice cream truck. The tinted windows. The way he had slowed down next to her. Then she had run, and he had chased. He had grabbed her and pulled her hair. Her screaming had echoed, until he covered her mouth with something. It had gone hazy and all that she could hear was her pounding, rocking heart.
The memories stopped there.
Crybaby wants to forget.
She wants to stop the fear.
She sprints all the way home.
She only rests when she is safe in her bed, curled up with her milk bottle.
And her knife.
Hi! I know I've already updated but I got really bored in the car today
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Crybaby
FanfictionCrybaby, Troye, Electra heart, and Lana have been best friends since they were little. They have been through countless traumas that no child should ever have to go through, but they have done it all together. (Based off of real people) Featuring: ...
