This isn't good

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Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days.
-Stressed Out(Twenty Øne Piløts)

Ryan sat in his room. He skipped the last few days of school, he was just terrified to see Brendon. He didn't understand why his closest friend, other than Pete, would ever threaten to kill him. Especially over something that he had nothing to do with...or at least that's what he thought. You see, Ryan has casual black outs. He usually goes out in pain, but he never remembers it. This was the first time Ryan had ever experienced the pain and actually remembered it.

The thought of Brendon holding him down to kill him had Ryan petrified. What had Ryan done to anger him so much? Why was Brendon angry and not afraid of the fangs? It was just too baffling. It made no sense to Ryan at all.

After an hour of choking back tears and staring emotionlessly at the ceiling, Ryan finally walked to his desk and sat in his comfortable desk chair. He opened the laptop that was covered in sticky notes. He opened up a file named Lyrics and created a new document. He wanted to write lyrics and rhymes but he only wrote one thing.

Oh if you just knew, what they could do, what would you do?

Ryan stared depressingly at the screen in front of him.  He kept thinking of when he was turned into the disgusting, blood sucking, terrifying, creature that he is.

The moon was full. Ryan looked at the sky, full of awe and excitement. He was going on a blind date. He couldn't wait to meet the person that he might, one day, marry.

Walking with a skip, Ryan made his way to what would be called a park in today's language. His blind date sat on the sand next to the glittering lake. My love! Ryan thought to himself. He sat down next to them, it was a man, which surprised Ryan at first. Back in these days, gay love was frowned upon, but Ryan didn't really care. He was born a bisexual nugget and he didn't care for opinions.

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