The Young In Our Veins (Ryden)

Chapter 8

He was okay with it. I couldn't believe it... Then I woke up. After I told him, we went to bed and I had my first comfortable sleep in weeks. But I woke up to no Brendon.

Assuming he was already up, I walked out to the kitchen. I had hoped he was doing something cute, like making Saturday breakfast, but he wasn't there. He wasn't at the house at all. Wallet and keys gone with him. I thought that maybe he'd went out to get food so I waited.

Lunch rolled around and I knew he wasn't coming back. He wasn't okay with it. He ran. I sat on the couch and brought my knees up to my chest like I always did when I was upset. He asked me why the good die young. Like he wanted to be there till my death.

I wanted to write a song right now. It's perfect material. I find another sheet of paper and the same pencil I used yesterday. "This may be an after thought, but after all the luck was gone, so was your interest in me. I was suspicious and naive." Tears dropped down onto the paper as I wrote. "It started with a simple kiss, blinded by your innocence, but I see cleared this time. The smoke in the mirror is starting to rise." I began to sob out the lyrics. My voice cracked with every word. "Stuck in love with you. Take a look at what you got me into. The paralyzing truth is living even one minute without you Is a moment I'd rather not have to live to see. Well I'm stuck in love, I'm stuck in love. So hopelessly." I throw the pencil across the room and run into the bedroom. After packing my bag I stomp out of the apartment, leaving my donut behind.

•••

"Hey Jon."

"What's going on Ryan? How ya feeling?" My brother ask over the line.

"I had a fit the other day, but I was well taken care of."

"By who?" Jon says suspiciously. "Please tell me it wasn't that kid."

"It was... But it doesn't matter. I told him. He ran out.. He's gone. It's for the better and in fact I got a song out of it."

"That's not okay Ryan."

"No no I'm fine Jon. I promise. I was pissed at first, but I'm fine now. I wrote my paper from creative writing too. I think it's really good." I ramble on.

"Ryan, you're freaking out."

"I know.... I'm not okay Jon.. I fucking fell for him and god dammit I fell hard."

"You didn't sleep with him did you?"

"I did, but not the context you think. We just spooned... Naked."

"So you slept with him."

"No Jon! His dick wasn't in my ass, nor was mine in his. We only ever kissed."

"Well that's good I guess." I hear him sigh loudly. "So you're in love with him?"

"Yeah... I guess I am."

"Just like you were in love with Adam."

"It's different with Brendon.... I didn't think I loved Adam till after I had sex with him.... but I started realizing the second he sang to me."

"He sang to you?"

"Yeah... It was after Adam tried to... you know... But he said I looked sad. So he sang The Beetles to me. His voice was gorgeous. But the part that made me realize was that he was singing directly to me. He wanted to make me feel better. He actually cares. Or cared, I guess."

"So you fell in love with Adam for his dick and you fell in love with Brendon for his voice?"

"No! I fell in love with Brendon cause he really truly means something to me!"

"I'm glad you finally know what real love feels like Ry. It's a shame things didn't work out, but if its true love he'll find it in his heart to be with you." And I take the words to heart. Could Brendon ever really love me?

"I have to go Ry. Text me updates."

"Okay Jon, bye."

(AN: sorry, another short chapter, I promise they'll get better, but big things did happen. We find out that Ryan loves Brendon. But does it work the other way around? The next chapter I will have in Brendon's view, BUT I'm not going to make it a regular thing. Btw, I'm aware the songs not by Ryan. It's by William Beckett and I will put the song up. Comment and vote! If you have any ideas or things that you'd like to see happen, just comment. I'd be glad to take your opinions. Much love <3)