Chapter1 Salt of a Tear
I've been thinking about writing this for a while so I finally decided to write it. This a fan fiction from the Johnny Depp movie Cry Baby. Please read and review.
Disclaimer
Nothing from this film is mine.
Alison blinked several times to stop the tears that were stinging her eyes fall. Her thoughts were broken when she heard a car toot its horn. She took a few deep breathes and ran downstairs to meet him.
"Hey," she said as she got into the car. She tried not to meet his eyes, she didn't want him to see her close to tears.
"You alright?" he asked when she got in he could sense something was wrong with her. A muffled sob from her caused him to pull over the car. He turned the engine off and took his seatbelt off so he could see her more clearly. "Sweetheart?" he tried again not wanting to push her but he also hated to see her like this and wanted her to know that she could talk to him about anything.
Alison finally looked up so her eyes met Cry Baby's. She could feel more tears fill her eyes, she couldn't let them fall. She told herself she wouldn't let herself get upset like this but it was proving much harder to do than she had first thought. She knew it wouldn't be easy but she thought she would have had a stronger grip on her emotions by now.
"Alison, what is it baby what's wrong?" he finally asked out right he saw the tears about to fall he couldn't keep quiet any longer he had to ask her. He took her hand as he tried desperately to understand the reason behind her tears so he could cease them.
His name, Cry Baby often gave people the misconception that he understood the reasons behind tears and wasn't fazed by people crying. These connotations were useful when it came to upholding his reputation as King Cry Baby. He was the rock and roll drape who drove girls wild for him from his ability to cry one solitary tear. Everyone thought he used it as a way to lull girls to him and that he was incapable of any sentimental emotions. It was only Alison who understood the true meaning behind that one single glistening tear he allowed to run down his face.
In truth hearing other people cry disturbed Cry Baby. To some people tears may be seen as beautiful, this was a perception he was still to see and had little comprehension towards those who did see tears in this way. In his world, in the world of Wade Walker or Cry Baby as he now went by tears represented a dark sadness that made its attempt to unleash itself into the world through the wash of a salty tear.
Alison looked at him, she didn't want to lie to him. She still couldn't get the words to leave her mouth it hurt her so much. The look of pain and anguish on her face was highlighted by her shimmering tears that were steadily streaming down her face at an alarming rate.
Cry Baby reached out and brushed her tears away with his hand. "Alison baby you're scaring me please tell me what's wrong," he pleaded softly with her worry lace his features and words.
Alison meant the world to him. He wanted to make her happy and couldn't stand seeing her this upset. She was usually such a happy, bubbly person. This quiet, withdrawn image was a rather disturbing contrast.
Alison sighed. She couldn't and didn't want to keep anything from him. She looked up at him as she tried to think of someway to put what she was feeling into words.