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Ryan felt her phone buzzing, opening her eyes. She was still between the two, blinking as she reached under herself to grasp it. They both stayed asleep, cuddled in while Trevor was close to falling off the bed.
king_cobra: do you really think they would still want to be your friend if they knew who you were?
Ryan exhaled, rubbing her tired eyes.
king_cobra: do something for me or they'll all know. I never break a promise, Maryan.
ryan.daughtler: what do you want me to do?
king_cobra: follow this location and make sure you see the bag get buried. Video the entire thing.
Ryan started at the park location that was dropped right after the next. Ryan sat up slowly, gently slipping Brandon's arm off her and Trevor, draping it over him again. Ryan leaned down, kissing Trevor's forehead before doing the same to Brandon's cheek. She was silent and easy as she got out of the bed, finding her shoes near the door.
Ryan crouched behind the bush as she videoed Elisia burying the bag. She grabbed her phone, looking at the screen before she opened the bag. Ryan squinted her eyes to see a gun in her hand, shoving it back in the bag and burying it. Ryan send the video, standing up as she headed to her car.
ryan.daughtler: do we have a deal?
king_cobra: a deal?
ryan.daughtler: you won't tell?
king_cobra: i didn't know, Maryan. Will I? Or will you continue to help me to keep your secret safe?
Ryan felt panic build up in her chest, inhaling as she shook her head. Leaning down, she sat on the curb, panicking and waiting until the sun started to rise to head back to the boys.
"Look, now we actually get past more then two rounds without Ryan." Trevor spoke up, him and Brandon playing video games after Ryan said she didn't want to. She's been off in a daze the entire morning, in and out of reality. She thought about what all could go wrong if her secret got out. If Brandon and Trevor knew she was the same girl they once hated, they'd surely hate her again.
That wasn't something Ryan could risk now, not with how close they'd gotten. Not with them being the most important people in her life.
Brandon and Trevor shared a look when Ryan didn't answer, picking at her finger nails. "Ugh, oh. The finger nail pick is back."
"Something must be wrong then." Trevor hummed as she gave them a look of disbelief. "Tell us, woman."
Brandon patted the space between them as Ryan stood up, walking over to crawl in the middle. Trevor scooted in closer so they were crowded together, again. Brandon tapped the top of her head. "What's going on?"
