Chapter2 Square?

Hey sorry about the delay in the update. I think there will only be one or two more chapters after this. Thanks for the reviews and please keep them coming.

Okay this is a repost thanks to a fairly big mistake pointed out to me by ellina HOPE. Thank you so much

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Alison looked at Cry Baby for a while before she actually spoke. She was trying to think of a way to express what she was feeling in words. The actual reason behind her tears was simple enough, it was forming these emotions to words that was the problem.

Cr Baby watched her closely with a growing concern. He didn't want to push her. He wanted her to tell him in her own time.

Alison made a few attempts to speak but all that escaped her was muffled choked sobs. Cry Baby just bit his lip but didn't say anything when he heard this.

"I'm…I'm sorry," she choked out as she tried to compose herself. Each time she managed to stem the tears for a few minutes a pained expression would cover her features and she lapsed into fresh tears.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, nothing you hear? All I want is for you to be alright. I thought maybe telling me might help. If you don't want to tell me that's alright too. It's all about you baby," Cry Baby said reaching over to giver her hand a slight squeeze.

Alison shook her head slightly. "No…I…I want to tell you. You…you more than most might understand," she managed to say. Her voice was difficult to comprehend, it was shaky and cracked and some words were said through tears.

Cry Baby had to listen carefully to catch what she said. He didn't want to push her by asking her what she meant by, "…you more than most might understand." He had the feeling she expected or rather needed him to read between the lines of what she said and work out what she meant.

He sat silently cursing himself for not being able to work out what was upsetting her, especially when she said he should be able to understand. He understood her more than most. He was more like her than anyone, why could he not understand this? Then it clicked. It was the sole reason behind their likeness and understanding for each other that was causing her this anguish.

"Oh Alison," he whispered putting a gentle hand under her chin. He tilted her head so she was looking up at him.

Alison could tell by looking at him that he understood the reasons behind her tears without her having to come out and say it. She put her head on Cry Baby's chest and sobbed. Cry Baby put his arms round her holding her close to him. She was right. He knew the great pain she was going through. "How long ago?" he asked gently still holding her close.

She tensed slightly at the question but didn't pull out of his protective embrace.

Cry Baby felt her tense. "I'm sorry I…"

Alison shook her head. "It's okay I want to tell you…it was a year ago today," she whispered as more tears leaked from her swollen eyes.

Cry Baby didn't know what to say to that. Her parents had only died a year ago? His had died many a year before that and the hurt still lived within him. He couldn't even begin to imagine what she must be going through.

He held her closer. He didn't want to ask her how it happened. That was her private business. She should have the right to tell him in her own time, if she ever told him at all.

After a few moments of silence excluding the sounds of Alison's muffled sobs against his chest she spoke again. "It…it was a plane crash, well two plane crashes. My…mother…and father were…going on holiday…My mother…and father died instantly they went on two separate planes…in...incase a plane crashed…but...but they both crashed," she sobbed clinging to him.

Saying it out loud just made it more real and painful. She knew they were dead but there was still a small part of her that couldn't accept that.

Cry Baby stroked her hair gently. "Do you want to visit them?" he asked gently. He thought if she went to their graves it might allow her to finally accept their death. A small part of him doubted she had ever been to their grave.

Alison looked panic stricken when he suggested this. She went to shake her head but Cry Baby took her hand. "It will be alright. I'll come with you. I'll be right there with you, if that's what you want," he said trying to make this as easy for her as possible.

Cry Baby nodded and smiled encouragingly at her. "I'm going to need you to give me the name of the cemetery," he said gently.

Alison whispered the name. He nodded, his own parents were buried there. He felt a twinge when he thought of them but pushed it aside for now. Alison was the only one who mattered right now.

He wanted her to be happy. He just hoped he was going the right way about it.