Sweater Weather (Boy×Boy)

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I was mad. Very very mad.
Their yelling and screaming just pissed me off more. I don't even want to move... So what if I get drunk? Its not like it's their problem. They don't care anyways. That much was obvious.

"Ryan are you even listening?!" My Dad screamed.

I glared up at him, taking a step forward and opening my mouth to say a smartass comment.

"Yo-" my vision started to blur and I suddenly felt dizzy, the world was spinning and I stumbled as their yelling started to die down. Fuck....I shouldn't have drank so much. Black dots swirled in my vision and i fell to the ground with a thump, The world going fully black.

****

I woke up in my room with a killer headache, my head felt like it was being crushed. I groaned and turned in bed pulling the covers over me more and closing my eyes.

Just when I got comfy and was dozing off I heard pounding on my door. I groaned loudly as I sat up pushing the covers off me. Who ever disturbed me was gonna get a mouth full.

I stumbled a bit to the door and hesitantly opened it.

Please don't be my dad. Please.

There stood my dad, His arms crossed and his mouth pressed in a thin line. I glared hard at him, hoping my eyes shot into him like daggers.

"You need to get up and help pack."he said glaring back at me, i scoffed and slammed the door shut, locking it just as he turned the handle. I moped over to my bed and flopped down as he banged on my door. "Ryan!"he yelled.

"Busy." I mumbled turning on my phone and unlocking the screen. "Plus you disturbed my sleep." I said as i clicked on messages and started to text my best friend Jackson.

Hey Jackson

I sent and waited until my phone binged.

Hey Rye

I smiled brightly, drowning out my fathers angry voice as i replyed.

So what ya up to?

My phone binges immediately.

XD Nothing, you?

I shook my head smiling like he could see. Of course he couldn't... I hope..

Nothing really....we should go somewhere and not be bored.

Rye, what happened?

I sighed and replyed.

Nothing

Why you lie Rye?

I rolled my eyes smiling.

You did that on purpose didn't you?

xD rhyming is fun. And don't change the subject!

Okay okay I'll tell you later.

Alright come meet me at my house

Okay see you soon

I turned my phone off and slipped it in my pocket, making sure I could feel it's weight before I put my shoes on. I opened my window with a loud Creek, hopefully dad didn't hear..

I climbed out the window slowly, Making sure not to fall as i grabbed the branch of a near by tree and jumped, landing wobbly on another branch. I flailed my arms in a lame attempt to keep my balance only to fail..

"Oof!" I heaved as I landed on the ground hard, the wind getting knocked out of me. It was then I realized something...

"Shit." I said and looked back at the house...

****

"So that is your story on why I had to pick you up, the monkeys took your keys and threw them in a sewer?" Jackson said as he was driving.

"Not monkeys I said children that looked like monkeys." I argued and he rolled his eyes.

"Your not very convincing."he chuckled stopping to park in the parking lot.

"Whatever." I mumbled getting out the car as he did also. I made sure to slam his door shut.

As soon as my feet hit the grass I ran down the hill at full speed, stumbling a bit as my feet tripped over each other. Fortunately I made it to the rock area in record breaking time while Jackson wasn't even half way down the hill.

"Your slow." I said sticking my tongue out and he smirked.
"You know you could of tumbled down the hill into that river and the geese would have pecked you to death as I laughed."

"Bitch." I growled as i pouted and he laughed. I turned to look at the river sighing. Today really sucked...

"What's up?" He asked as he picked up a rock and ran his fingers over its surface.

"Huh?" I asked, Being brought out of my thoughts.

"You've been acting weird and down lately, so what's up?"he asked as he stood up to his full height.

"Oh well uh....I'm moving." I said as he threw a rock and made it skip.

He frowned making my heart swell, he threw another rock making it skip.

"Well...a start over is always nice."he said throwing yet another rock.

"But I don't want to leave you and my other friends." I said and the rock as if on cue, sunk into the river with a loud plop.

"Don't worry Rye, we'll keep in touch."he said about to throw another rock. My hand reached out and took it from him, Dropping it in the river gently.

"You don't even care do you?" I asked glaring and he sighed.

"Ryan what can I do? You said your moving. You didn't say might or maybe."he growled a little loudly causing me to look down.

"Your suppose to tell me you want me to stay and help me come up with a plan to make my parents let us stay. Not just let me move." I whispered

"Sometimes."he said picking up a rock. "The best friend is suppose to say the opposite of what they want."he paused "So the other can have whats best for them."he sighed throwing the rock as it skipped for a long time.

Maybe....he was right.

Or Not.