The Rise Of Us

Chapter 67: I won't give up

Ryder turns off the shower water, him making his way out and drying himself off and his hair, him feeling how soft it is from putting the egg and honey in his hair. He wraps his towel around his waist, him seeing the chair that is right by the counter.

Ryder sighs a little, knowing Amberlee had to have put that there while he was showering. He goes to blow dry his hair while combing it out, blow drying it until it is dry and his black hair touching his shoulders is in curly soft waves. He goes to brush his teeth and wash his face, him opening the first aid kit on the counter and beginning to slowly put his bandages on his arms starting off first.

"Oh wow you have forgotten who you are talking to."

Ryder winces hard when a man grabs his arm and uses a knife to slice a part of his skin, Ryder immediately going to hold the large long cut on his arm.

"That should remind you huh?" Jacob smiles. "Now I wouldn't do so much backtalk, don't want you to bleed out...well...not just yet."

"You'll never find her." Ryder shakes his head.

"Slip up."

Ryder sneers when the man uses the knife to cut Ryder's arm on the other side, him gritting his teeth hard while holding the new wound.

"What do you say?"

"I'm sorry." Ryder gets out

Ryder clenches his jaw a little, him looking into the mirror at his scars on his stomach and bruises while he wraps the bandage around his arm, him cleaning and doing the other arm before he moves onto the wounds on his stomach, him beginning to clean him, his teeth gritting from the sting.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Ryder says before he tries to land punch after punch to Jacob but Jacob dodges him. Ryder gasps when he feels something enter inside of his stomach, his hand going on Jacobs shoulder. Jacob draws back, Ryder looking down at the stab wound he has in his stomach.

"You were never worthy." Jacob says before he stabs him again in his stomach, Ryder spitting out blood. "Never were."

Ryder grits his teeth hard in his closed mouth, him tired of crying, not wanting to cry again. He feels himself begin to become lightheaded, his hands going to lean on the counter before he slumps down on the chair, him feeling himself breathe a little heavier.

He looks besides him at the door when Amberlee makes her way inside, looking at Ryder leaning his back on the wall while sitting in the chair. "Glad I brought the chair." She mentions. She crouches down, going to take the rubbing alcohol and the bandage from the counter, him gritting his teeth with a quiet grunt when she applies the rubbing alcohol on the wound, going to bandage it up.

She goes down to his ankle, him wincing lightly when she applies the alcohol to his ankle, beginning to bandage it up.

Ryder kicks him in the back repeatedly, Ryder screaming out and hitting the wall when Jacob puts a knife in his ankle, Ryder's hands going to his ankle to see the knife impaled in it, his teeth gritting hard in pain.

"Come on." Jacob motions.

Ryder clenches his jaw hard, him looking off to the side aimlessly, closing his eyes a little to prevent the tears. He scratches his chin a little, clearing his throat while scratching his trimmed stubbly cheeks.

"You can talk to me Ryder." Amberlee says while she gets up, putting down the rubbing alcohol on the counter. "Doesn't matter what it is."

Ryder looks down a little, moving his lips around. "Don't feel like talkin." He mentions simply.