A/n; this is 1216 words long. Not even including the authors note.

Blurryface held onto Crybaby's hand. His warm and larger hands gave her such a happy smile-- still she kept a good posture and kept everything cool enough to not be drooling over her best friend. Blurryface on the other hand had no problem. He just stared into Crybaby's eyes. Knowing that whatever he did could make her happy. Knowing that she wouldn't judge him, knowing that Crybaby had too much respect and acceptance to deal with for herself that she'd give up for someone else.

It was obvious that someone else was Blurryface. His face drew attention and strong attraction to Crybaby. Her heart was too big for her body, so big that it must have caused it blind to save that they're both psychos. But Crybaby liked it that way. Blurryface's reassuring smile towards Crybaby only caused her to be more in love.

I couldn't be more in love, Crybaby thought to herself. She couldn't see the world as her being in love yet again, she could only feel a strong attention of love, that grew a pastel pink bright rose gold color across the young lady's face. "Crybaby," Blurryface tapped her shoulder. "Yes?" Crybaby responded. Blurryface motioned his left hand for Crybaby to follow him to another ride. Crybaby questioned, but didn't say anything. She just went with him.

"Okay," he said and panted, the poor two suffered from asthma since kindergarten. "I saw them." He shivered, holding her hand tight. "It's okay Honey. We'll make it through another night." Crybaby said, pulling him in for a hug. Remembering that the two had to leave the city and find their way to Devil Town.

Battery city. That's where they were. The two could understand who they needed before they had to go-- they needed the team of.. what are they called again? Oh right, Killjoys. Party Poison, their leader, he would be a great help to help them escape. Crybaby held onto Blurryface's hand and teared up. Her eyes growing red, agony and fear rushing to her mind.

They were near. As soon as Blurryface caught the message, he threw her onto his back and started carrying her out with him. Crybaby could only start blacking out. Memories came through her mind.

In case you don't remember, here.

"Crybaby! You're going to fast!" Blurryface complained. "No! You're just too slow!" Crybaby giggled at the other boy. As kids they even hang out. They were each other's only friends. And only supporters. Considering that Crybaby came from a bad house hold and Blurryface was in fear of his own family, because he's nothing like the Heathens his family are. They're rude and selfish. But that's not the point. Crybaby pushed Blurryface on the bike that had no training wheels as she got on her own. They were making their way to Beebo's house until they were there.

"Crybaby!" The girl screamed from down the street in anger. "I thought I told you to stay away from things that aren't yours!" She screeched. Blurryface knows who that was and who she was talking about. Crybaby had stolen the heart of Johnny. And Blue-boy. "He wasn't yours if he wanted me so bad." Crybaby shrugged. Before the basic bitch laid a hand on Crybaby, Blurryface pushed her back. "Stay in your lane, boy." He heard another voice say. It was an unfamiliar voice. Soon Beebo came outside, though. The basic bitch and her friend ran off.

But Crybaby and Blurryface could only be afraid of them. Sure, they probably saw them at school at least once or twice. But when the apocalypse broke out? They vowed to kill Crybaby, Blurryface and everyone they loved.

And they ended up at the fair. Looking for Beebo and the four killjoy boys.

Crybaby started waking up again.

She woke up on a set, surrounded in blankets and by multiple boys. Beebo driving, Party Poison rubbing something from Jet Star's face and Blurryface holding an arm around me. It wasn't until they reached a motel to when we decided to stop. Still, she acted asleep. Until we parked. Crybaby's eyes opened as Blurryface rubbed my shoulder, calling my name.

"Yes, I'm awake." Crybaby said and looked up at him. He looked back into her eyes. His face softened with a silly grin. She giggled softly and sat up. The boy with the afro- known as Jet Star looked at her with a very goofy smile. She could awe and feel weak until Party Poison rushed them out to the motel room, number six.

Fun Ghol kept his back to the door when we all made it inside. Him and Party Poison pushing weight against the door, Crybaby felt as Blurryface wrap an arm around her tighter than anything. Blurryface watched as Kobra Kid prayed for them. Beebo went through all drawers and boxes, looking for weapons.

"Listen, even if you find a weapon, half of us can't fight." Blurryface sighed. "We have guns." Jet star said. "Alright. And what about the rest of us?" Blurryface said. "I don't know. You should stay close with us," Jet Star suggested. As soon as everything got silent, Crybaby tensed up. Her big dark brown eyes closing as her face squinted. When she opened them there was a big bang on the door. On the virg of crying in fear, Blurryface could only cover her mouth while Jet Star calmed her down. Beebo and Kobra kid pushed beds to the door when Party Poison and Fun Ghol had given up.

Crybaby panicked. She couldn't cry and she couldn't scream. She looked around and found a small door in the back of their motel. Tapping Blurryface, she alarmed him and he let the others know. It wasn't long until they gathered what they thought they needed and left. Kobra Kid was praying to his mother. "Mama, we're going to go to hell." He swore. Crybaby hugged him, she could only be nice. She had a break down- she blacked out again.

Blurryface's POV

"Shit!" I cursed when Crybaby blacked out. I carried her on my back as I ran. "What's wrong with her?" Party Poison asked, catching up. "Medical issues and anxiety. She gets tired quickly and her body shuts down when she's in too much shock." I explained when we found our way to a car, it was big enough for us all. I laid Crybaby in the very back.

Driving. That's what we were doing. Driving for some hours. Until something happened. Someone crashed into the car. It woke Crybaby up, we got out the car and realized who found us. Who we had been looking from. 'The saints'. Party Poison was keeping me and Crybaby safe, I carried her on my back. I saw Beebo get hit over the head and one of the saints knocking out the other ones. Party Poison fell out cold. I kept running until I tripped.

"What the fuck is this freak?!" One of them said in front of me. "I don't know. But we will fucking fix him." A girl with caramel skin color and Sandy brown eyes spat out to me. "What about this helpless little shit?" The white girl said. "We'll fix her too." The caramel girl said.

I passed out.

"Crybaby, wake up."