Cryaotic X Reader FanFiction: No Signal

• The Big Day •

"(Y/n)!"

I was shaken awake by Mr. Dick-face himself.

I sat up a bit on my bed, leaning on my elbow.

"I'm leaving for work, here are the chores..." He threw a sticky note at me.

I glanced at the clock. 6 am, on the dot.

I nodded and he sighed.

"Alright... See you later." He scratched the back of his head and walked out.

When he isn't drunk- which is not very often, by the way- Mike actually isn't that bad.

In fact, he almost seems guilty the day after. He just doesn't have the balls to apologize. He doesn't want to show weakness.

I got out of bed, and stretched.

I was in only a tank top and underwear, but I was the only one in the house at the moment anyways.

I opened the window in my room, and looked out, breathing in the evil outdoors.

I glanced over to my nightstand to see Moo.

Moo is my fish. He has black and white spots all over him.

Instead of naming him Spot or Oreo or even Cow, for gods sakes!

I chose Moo.

I was 9, give me a break.

I take really good care of him, for him to live this long.

I think Ryan switched it out a couple times, the spots seem to change positions.

But I don't know for sure, so I just like to think I'm a good pet owner.

I tapped on the glass to get his attention, then I shook some pebbles into his bowl.

I glanced to the list on my bed.

Luckily it was just the standard stuff today, nothing special.

I went to my calendar, to see if I had anything.

"Skype Call"

Your eyes widened and you blinked hard to see if you were dreaming.

"Today's the day..." You stepped back, a smile growing on your face.

"Today is the fucking day!" You covered your mouth and jumped up and down, having a little fan girl moment.

You quickly ran to your laptop, opening the chat room.

"You have 7 friends online."

I clicked the notification to see a green light beside Cry's name.

I clicked his name and pressed invite.

"Cryaotic has joined the chat!"

"You ready, pretty face?"

"Oh yeah."

August 1st, 2010, we both agreed that in exactly 5 years, Cry would voice Skype me, because we would both be legal adults at that point.

Today is August 1st, 2015.

I opened Skype to find Cry was already online.

I took a deep breath in.

And out.

This will be the first time I hear my best friend's voice.

"Call"

Suddenly it loaded, and the call timer began.

It was silent.

30 seconds went by, when he messages me.

"Say something."

"You first."

"Ahh, this is so weird. Okay. Okay."

I heard someone faintly clear their throat.

"H-hey, pretty face..." A sweet, deep voice escaped my laptop speakers.

"Hi..." I giggled slightly.

He chuckled a bit himself.

"This is so weird... Hi!" His voice raised a bit out of excitement.

I felt myself tear up a bit, and I sniffed.

"Oh my god... Hi!" I replied back, laugh-crying.

"No, don't cry... This is so... Good! This is really good... I can get used to this..." He laughed nervously again.

"I know... I'm sorry... It's just...."

"I know... I've dreamed about this my whole life and... Here we are...." His voice cracked a bit from what I'm guessing was tears.

His voice was deep and soothing and calming. I could listen to it all day. It's like nothing I ever imagined.

"So... How are you?" I pulled myself together.

He full out laughed, out of nervousness I'm guessing. It's hard to tell when you can't see him.

He had a really cute laugh.

"Your voice is adorable, ya know that?"

I felt myself blush, and I made myself wonder if he was blushing too.

"Now if only I could see your face..." I teased him.

"What if I told you I was ugly?"

"I wouldn't mind, I'm ugly too."

"No, you're beautiful."

"How do you know?"

"I just do. People like you can't be ugly."

"Who is 'people like me'?"

"Nice people that make you laugh and allow you to be yourself."

"God, I hate you. You always make me blush like an idiot."

"It's what I'm here for."

I could tell he had a cute smirk on his face.

"Do you think we can ever see eachother..?"

There was no response.

I knew this was a touchy subject, but I couldn't stand it anymore. Especially after getting a taste, hearing his voice, I craved more.

"Yeah... I know... Sorry for asking. It's just... I could be getting totally cat-fished right now."

"Well... You can ask me to leave you alone... Play it safe... And I will never talk to you again..."

I gulped at the thought of losing him.

"Or, you can be a little risky... And wait for me."

I heard him re-position himself.

"You know I will always wait for you..." I smiled at the photo of a straight face and 2 circle eyes.