10 Years *(older) Ib x Garry*

What?

It smelled sweet. The room, it almost felt like a rainbow of scents had taken place. The smells overwelming me. It was amazingly horrid. I was so sick.

"Ib."

"H-huh..?" I looked all around me, no one was there.

"Ib!"

"...Garry?" It sounded so much like him. Was it? My Garry..

"IB!"

I gasped shooting up, throwing up liquids of clear water. What happend? Was I dreaming?

Suddenly I felt strong arms wrap gently around my weak body.

"G-garry..?"

"Ib! Why? Why did you do this..?" his voice cracked.

"Do..what?" I gave a blank stare, I was so confused. What was going on?

Garry gave me a hurt look, "You..you jumped off a bridge. You tried to kill yourself! Was it the memories? Was I not treating you well? Why Ib why?!" he clung onto me like a lost child. I was confused. Wasnt I just with him at that art gallery?

"What..?" I looked around our surroundings. It was a nice place with blossoms falling gracfully. It was dusk, almost dark. I took Garry's face in my small hands and stroked his paled cheeks. Something was..off.

"Garry, weren't we at the art gallery?" He just looked at me like I was crazy. He pressed his hand on my forhead and looked me over.

"Are you sure you're alright?"

I nodded, "Yes, of corse. Just-tell me what happened.."

(Yes small chapeter but an Update! Thank you all so much, you have no idea how much you all mean to me)