RANDOM FACT; IF TRUMP BECOMES PRESIDENT IM GONNA KILL MYSELF😂 idk why I said that but I did lol. Anyway, enjoy! Don't play song!!
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Brendon's POV;
I lay here cold, shivering and scared. It's all I've ever done since Ryan and I split... I feel guilty for everything I said, and I just want to take it all back... All I want is Ryan to hold me again...but he's probably moved on.
Things haven't been so well for me... I haven't eaten a thing in a week...I don't want to risk getting anymore fat than I already am... I haven't slept, I haven't stopped crying, and I'm surprised I have any tears left. I've even tried to kill myself... One night I just couldn't take it, and I tried to overdose. Pete and Spencer ended up finding me out cold on my living room floor, and they rushed me to the hospital. I sadly survived... when in reality, I just want to die...
I was shaking on the couch like a lost dog, until there was a knock at the door.
"W-Who's there..?" I whimpered out.
"Open up..." The person said. Where have I heard that voice before..?
"W-What do you want..? Who's there..?" I asked nervously. The doorknob started to turn. I need to lock my doors. I hid my face into the couch, shaking. The door creaked open, and I heard it shut.
"Bren...?" The person asked. I swear I've heard that voice before. I slowly looked up from the couch, at the unknown person. Once my eyes landed on him, my heart stopped instantly.
Ryan Ross...
He's here... I haven't seen him in two years, ever since I screamed at him... He had a worried look on his face, with hurt and guilt in his eyes, along with tears. I felt my expression drop completely, and tears well up in my eyes. My lip quivered, and I was speechless.
"R-Ryan...?" I stuttered out, tears spilling down my face. He nodded, and looked like he was about to cry. He started to walk towards me, but I was already on my feet, and jumping into his arms, crying hysterically. He hugged me back, and held me up, as he started to cry into my shoulder. I held him as tight as my weak grip could. He carried me to the couch, and I hopped down. We both sat down, and I clung to him and cried. He pulled me close to him, and I cried into his chest.
"Brendon... what happened to you..?" He sniffed, sounding shocked. I cried harder.
"Brendon your almost skeletal..." He said. I looked up at him.
"I-I'm sorry..." I cried. He hugged me tighter.
"I really m-missed you... I'm so sorry for screaming at y-you last time we talked..." I sobbed into his shirt. He rubbed my back soothingly, and started to sing a little tune to me.
*play song!*
'A daydream spills from my corked head,
Breaks free of my wooden neck,
Left a nod over sleeping waves.
Like bobbing bait for bathing cod,
Floating flocks of candled swans,
Slowly drift across wax ponds...' he softly sang.
That calmed me down, so I was just taking deep breaths into his chest, taking in his scent. He stroked my hair, causing me to look up at him, with my cheeks tearstained. We just stared at each other.
"I really didn't mean to scream at you, or call you all those horrible things..." I whimpered. He stroked my cheek with this thumb.
"I guess I should apologize too... I shouldn't have done the same. I didn't want us to end like that..." He sighed sadly. I frowned.
"But Brendon, you can't do this to yourself. Starve, isolate yourself, cut..." He trailed off. I looked at my wrists by holding them up a little.
"I really didn't want to, but I didn't-" I was cut off by his soft lips on mine, for about five seconds. My eyes widened. He pulled away quickly, and looked a little stunned. He sighed.
"I-shit... I'm sorry..." He mumbled. I was still left wide eyed. Does he still love me..? Does he want to be together again..? He's probably just doing this out of pity. Did he really mean to kiss me? He put his head down, ashamed. I don't know what to think. I picked his head up with my first two fingers, making him lock eyes with me. I looked into his eyes, and I saw two things.
Hope and Love.
That's all I saw in his golden brown eyes. A sign that he may want to try again...
You know what? I'll go for it...
I leaned in, and connected our lips for the second time in two years. I felt a shock go through him, and his body tense up a little. I'm not sure if he wants this, but if he did it to me first, would it make a difference if I did it to him...? And I felt my heart skip a beat, when he kissed me back.
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RYDEN. IS. A. THING.❣️❣️ lol anyway I hope this was good! I'll update ASAP! Thanks! Dedicated to Patrick-Is-Fedorable 💗💗
~Bella✨
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Fanfic(Amazing Cover made by the incredible: RomanceFangirl3) Brendon and Ryan were high school sweethearts. They were what their friends called, 'the perfect couple.' It all went well, until Ryan and Brendon were separated due to college. Ryan went to Ne...
