Reality(b×b)

chapter 7

Ryans pov****

His arms felt so good around me.

And I felt empty and cold with out them. When we released each other he stepped back and I did to. I looked deep into his Hazel eyes and I was trapped.

I don't know how I like him. He is just so....so...... So Jay. So perfect. So manly. So smart. So hit. So kind. So caring. The list goes on and on.

But the question is does he like me to? Does he just like me as a friend? What will he say if I miss him? Do I want to kiss him? Yes.

Suddenly he is right in front of me. He leans down so his lips are centimeters from mine. I feel his hot breath on my lips. Begging me to lean forward.

"We should be getting you enrolled in school." He said. And I blushed. Why did I blush. That was so unblushable.

Ugh boys. I feel so flustered.

He smirks and steps back.

"Or we could stay here. I need to get settled in." Wait doesn't he have a home? Why is he with me? Were are his parents?

"Do you live here?" I ask. He starts laughing. I pout, my lower lip jutting out and he stops immediately.

He closes the gap between us and used his hand to gently sweep acroos my cheek. I blush.

He smirks.

"No I don't but I figure you would want someone to stay with you." He says softly. As if asking a question.

I want to say no. I want to tell him I am emotionless and don't need no one to take care of me but I can't.

I need him to help me through my problems. I need.....no. I need my salvation. My one true friend.

But I still can't say no..... Not because I like him....i-i don't.....maybe... But how will I stay warm here? I have to have him here.

"Um.. No I need....I mean it would be nice if you could stay." I say looking at the carpet. Who knew carpet could be so fascinating?

"Well I have to go get the boxes you stay here." He says and races off. I move to the bathroom in search of a razor. I haven't cut in a whole day!

Trigger warning

I run to the bathroom. Not in the bath tub. Not on the counter. Not in the cabinet. Ahhh yes! Under the sink. I grab it and cut five small right beside my wrist. The red of the blood bubbles up to the skin. I relish the pain.

I hear a banging and turn. The front door is being opened. Wait how did I know that? Oh well.

I shut the bathroom door and lock it. I rummage through the drawers and cabinets. I finnaly find the gauzes in the back right drawer.

I wrap if around my arms and tape them up. I pick up the razor and wash it off. I hear a growl and jays voice. "Ryan?!? Are you in here is that your blood I smell?!? Ryan!?!?!?!?!?"

I can clearly hear the panic in his voice. I hear a pounding on the bathroom door.

Shit.

"I-im fine. I-ill be out I'm a minute." I holler to him. I shove the tape in the cabinet. And the razor in the drawer.

"Ryan let me in. Now! I am serious Ryan if you don't let me in I will bust open this door myself." He warns. I shove the rest of the gauzes in drawers.

I see a shirt in the corner and pick it up.

"One"

I slide it over my head and work on getting one arm in.