I Wanna Be Free, I Wanna Be Loved

Ch. 29: I Know The World's A Broken Bone

RACHEL'S POV 

It was no surprise that my brother was still in his room, on his bed, playing his guitar. When I cleared my throat to announce myself, he ignored me.

"Ry, Hannah and I have something to say to you" I pleaded.

"Come to call me more food-related insults, bean fuck?"

"No, can we just come in?" Hannah asked.

"The door's open isn't it?" he asked.

Hannah and I carefully made our way into the room and sat on the floor in front of his bed. He didn't put the guitar down, just kept quietly strumming it while we all sat there in bone-chilling silence.

"Well, go on" he said.

"Ryan, we're so sorry abou everything that we did. Sneaking the boys away wasn't smart of us and it certainly wasn't smart to think that we would get away with it either. We--"

"...Completely betrayed my trust" he said, cutting Hannah off.

"That too" she pipped.

I let Hannah do all the talking because he would be more likely to forgive her, if he was still even remotely in love with her. I let her finish speaking and when she did, we all just sat there until Ryan spoke again.

"Apology taken into consideration, not get the fuck out of my room" he said, going back to his guitar.

"We love you Ryan" Hannah said as we left the room.

RYAN'S POV

"The words "love you" and "Ryan" coming from Hannah's mouth killed me. FInally hearing them was nowhere near as satisfying as I had imagined it would be. I knew he didn't mean them, she just wanted me to quit being angry with them. Well their innocent little presentation had no effect on me; call me stubborn but I was going ot stay mad at them as long as possible, I could hold a grudge. I went back to playing music and tried to ignore their giggling downstairs.

We went to school on Monday and everyone was obsessed with the dance. I was still holding my grudge and it was starting to affect my personality. A normal peron would forgive them and move on with life but I was going to remain stubborn. By the time Friday rolled around, I still hadn't asked anyone to the dance and I wasn't going to. I was definitely going, but not to pick up some lonely girl, I was going so that I could ruin this night for my sister and Hannah in every way possible. As the timeless saying goes: "Don't get mad, get even". I was going to get revenge and oh how sweet it would be.