Unspoken (Sitkolson Threequel)

5| Come Back.

(A/N: Now that y'all are wondering where Ryan is lol i guess i'll give you some of his thoughts... ENJOY!! and there's gonna be different POVs in this chapter...)

Music: Rebel (by Attila)

*Ryan's POV*

       I came back to an empty house. Well, almost empty, Frank was still home. "Where's Ricky?" I asked curiously, placing the two small bags of groceries on the counter and looking around. Nope he definitely wasn't here.

        "He, uh, left a while ago..." Frank sounded nervous, the way his voice shook made me question his answer. 

         "C'mon, you didn't scare him away already, did you?" I chuckled, only joking around. "Where could he have gone. I only left like ten minutes ago." I began unpacking the groceries into the cabinets and refrigerator. I shouldn't be worried about Ricky, i mean he's a grown man he can take care of himself couldn't he? But, the last time i left him alone for a while, he wound up hurting himself in the bathroom because of something he couldn't control. "Did he say he was going somewhere?" I began to worry myself.

         This always happened to me. I always thought of the worst thing possible that could happen even when it was unlikely. I was already starting to convince myself that he had got himself caught in a zombie apocalypse, that's how paranoid i am. "I thought i saw him with your neighbor." It didn't take much else to get me going out the door and after my husband. I love saying that. I never want to change that either. 

*Vic's POV* (ohhh new character perspective)

       We were content. For once in my life i was content with someone new. I spent most of my time with either my amazing husband, Kellin, or my band, so i never had much time for anyone new. He may not have been much of a talker, but  was happy with his presence.

       A banging on my door, stirred the two of us from where we sat on opposite couches. Arising to get the door, i opened it to find a familiar ace. I recognized him as Ricky's husband, Ryan. Not only had Ricky spoke much of him but i had bumped into him once before when i had first moved into this place. The worried look in his eyes made me confused. I thought he was mad at Ricky?

       "Yes?" I greeted uncertainly. 

       "Ricky?" He searched frantically around my apartment, when his eyes fell happily on who he was looking for. He seemed to calm down instantly at the sight of Ricky. "Ricky, what happened? Why'd you leave?" He pushed past me and further into my fairly clean apartment. I could only observe as Ricky cowered away from his husband. From what Ricky has briefly told me, someone's cousin was forcing himself at Ricky and they got caught. Of course that is all i could get out of Ricky before i had to calm him down from his panic attack. Those seemed to happen frequently too. 

        "Ricky, come back home." Ryan smiled as he put his hand out to Ricky who only flinched as he looked at it.

         "I'd hate to interrupt, but i don't think he wants to, and he's perfectly welcome here." I know i shouldn't have spoken because it wasn't my place to talk. But Ricky just looked so overwhelmed like a scared puppy that was being surrounded by tons of people. 

         "Of course he wants to go home." Ryan turned around to me like i was the crazy one here, yet Ricky on the other hand was giving me a pleading look. A look like he wanted to stay here so badly but he couldn't speak up himself. He gave off that shy guy vibe, but i wasn't much different. "Ricky, come on, let's go." He urged, only for Ricky to stand up reluctantly.

*Ricky's POV*

       Why was Ryan acting like this? Wasn't he mad at me? Hadn't he known what just happened? Or did Josh not tell him? Maybe this was all an act right now and he was really pissed at me?

       I couldn't quite comprehend what was happening right now, but one thing was for sure, I did not want to go home back to that psychopath Frank. What if he did something again? And instead of Josh walking in this time, it was Ryan! It'd be the end of my life, i would no longer want to live! I don't know what this guy has against me but it's obvious that he has it out for me. It's best that i say nothing though.

       I only had one choice and that was to follow Ryan. I mean, he wouldn't do anything with Ryan there would he? He's crazy, so what' stopping him from doing it right in front of Ryan? Yet, i still don't thin he would. Following Ryan's steps out of Vic's apartment, I waved a quick goodbye to him. He gave me a quick sympathetic smile before shutting the door quietly behind us.

       We found our way back to our apartment, obviously and i decided to head straight to our bedroom. I had noticed that Frank gave me a mischievous smirk before i closed the door completely, only for it to be opened a second later. " You okay?" I was grateful that it was only Ryan. I nodded once before letting my body fall limp onto the bed. "Tired?" I nodded again. I was afraid to talk to him, honestly. 

        I felt the bed sink in beside me and i figured it was Ryan sitting next to me. Then i felt his arm sling around my waist casually then gradually become tighter as he pulled me closer to him, so that i was cuddled into his side. I loved his warmth and listening to his calming heartbeat as i tried to match mine to his. I forgot all about my fear then and there as i felt myself drifting to sleep.

        "Love you." He mumbled.

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