Synthetic Love. Ricky Horror Olson love story.

Synthetic Love

Chapter 3

It's been two weeks and I haven't received a call or a text from Angel. I wonder why she won't answer my texts either.

I try calling her and she answers after the third ring.

"Ricky?" Angel's sweet voice answers

"Why haven't You called me?" I ask immediately

She sighs and stays quiet then speaks softly "...I'm leaving..." What?

"Leaving? Where?" I ask, turning sad.

I hear her sniffling "I'm leaving Scranton and I'm leaving forever...." She didn't answer the question "Where are You going??" I ask her again. "I'll miss You, Ricky. I hope To see You soon. Goodbye. I Love You." Before I could say that i loved her back or anything else, she hung up and left me With so much shit To think about.

~Two months later~

These last few months, I've tried To focus on my music but can't. My performances haven't been the best. Everybody's noticed.

I just need Angel With me.

Nobody's on the bus tonight but me. They've all gone out for chicken wings but I decided To stay. Even though I Love my wings.

After the last call I had With Angel, I started going back To my bad habit. Back to doing what I used To do In school when I couldn't turn To a friend or a parent To talk my problems out.

I go inside the bathroom and grab one Of Angelo's razors. It took me a while To get the blade out but I did it. Next, I pulled my sleeve up To my elbow, looking at my recent scars then placing the blade ontop Of my wrist. I moved the blade across my wrist, cutting a perfect line. I winced at the feeling. I could see the cuts I made before and some were fading. Yesterday's cuts were still very pink.

When I heard the doorknob To the bathroom turn, I tried To quickly put everything away but I was too late. Angelo opened the door, gasping at the sight and I couldn't do anything but drop everything and cry. I fell To my knees, crying at my stupidity and he came over To me and hugged me.

"Shh, it's okay. I-I know it hurts but...s-she will be back. I know she will." He whispered as he hugged me, comforting me. I buried my face In his chest and hugged him tight. He made the low "Shh" sound as he rocked me, trying To calm me down.

~3 months later~

Last day on tour and I don't really have anything To look forward To when we head home. After the show tonight, we have tomorrow morning and then we're off To Pennsylvania.

"Hey Ghost, why the face?" I hear Ryan ask Ghost. He hasn't been himself either and I don't know why.

Ghost shrugs, looking up at Ryan on his bunk. "Girlfriend problems, that's all." He sighs. I shoot him a comforting smile and he returns it.

Chris and Balz walk In and sit next To me. "Last day. Ready To go home?" Chris asks me With a light pat on my back. I shake my head and slouch. He sighs and gives Balz a look, I'm not Sure what it meant.

(Songs I heard during this Chapter:

A Match Into Water by Pierce The Veil.

Scissorhands by Motionless In White.)