*Author's note: I dont normally do this but I'm just going to introduce you and leave you alone.I am going to respect Cry/Ryan (His real name) so dont hate me on that part. I wont be able to update normally like on a shedule 'n all that shit but I'll try. Tell me what to make chapters about and I'll dedicate it to you. *Talks about random shit* BYE. Go read.* I opened my laptop and clicked on the red YouTube icon. Cry's channel was the first thing that came into my mind. I clicked open channel and found a latenight stream video. His deep voice entered my ears; his voice sounded like he was sad. 'He must be tired.' I thought to myself.
I hope he has another Cry reads video. Those usually cheer me up. "Hello, and welcome to Cry reads: I found something and I don't know what to do."His voice echoed through my ears."Shit. Not this one. Come on Cry, did you really have to pick the sad one?"I responded. I closed my laptop and found the pictures in my wallet. I sat on my bed looking through the pictures. They were of Dylan and me sitting under a tree, kissing. Why the fuck did Ryan even take this? He knows that i hate him doing that.
I didn't notice I was crying until a tear landed on the picture. I quickly wiped my face and put the pictures away. "Ebony, come here please."I heard my mother yell from downstairs.
"Coming." I said running down stairs. My mother wanted me to go with her to the store for groceries. I lied and said that I had to do home work. I ran upstairs and got the glass box that holds all my emotions. I picked up the sharped razor and slid it across my skin. I wiped the scarlet red blood that was staining my skin. A brief memory of Dylan crossed my mind.
"What the hell is wrong with you? I mean, really, how the hell did you manage fucking up that much you worthless piece of shit."He yelled whilst trying to slap me. I curled up into a ball and started crying. He had finally snapped. I guess he just couldn't love me the way I was. I had made one tiny mistake. I hadn't put enough make-up over my bruises to cover them. Jenna had noticed them and had asked who did it. I told her that Dylan was beating me, but she thought i was lying so she went to Dylan and asked him. Why did she ever think I would lie to her? I was her best friend for over three years, but of course she would trust some guy she met months ago over me.
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Taking Off Your Mask
FanfictionEbony, a young child has lost one of her close friends, Ryan, in an accident. Ryan was claimed dead and this overwhelmed at the sudden death and disappearance of her beloved friend. After years of loss, Ebony has been watching a YouTuber named Cryao...
