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"Bryces parents are okay with him living with Ryan. I mean I believe his mom is an angel but his dad can go suck a dick." Brian laughed over the phone.
"Yeah." I was typing out a essay when he called.
"Are you mad at me or something you've been acting strange?"
I paused. Looking over at my phone.
I saved the draft and closed my laptop before grabbing my phone and bringing it near my bed.
"Strange how?" I know what he means.
I've been avoiding him. Hanging out with Evan and Anthony more.
"You... are just not you. Brock, are you okay?" Brain asked.
"As okay as I'll ever be." I mumbled.
"Brock, what is that supposed to mean?"
He sounded angry.
"What do you think!?"
"Brock, tell me you aren't..." he said it so cautiously.
"I'm not, okay Brain! I'm just upset that my best friend didn't tell me he was leaving for Ireland in a week! I mean that sounds like a big 'fuck you Brock' To me."
He was silent.
"Who told you?"
"Our friends." I was crying now. I'm such a big baby.
"I'm sorry Brock. I really am. I thought I could convince my parents to let me stay. I thought I wouldn't have to tell you.."
I wiped my eyes
"Well I guess since you didn't want to say goodbye. I guess I am." I whispered.
"Brock? I'm not leaving until the 8th."
I went silent.
"Don't you dare do what I think you want to do."
"You can't stop me, Brian."
I heard him sniffle. "Please. We all love you. And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please stay. When I get back we can work this out."
"But Brain.... you know I won't do anything until everyone is happy and healthy." I said.
"You will kill us, Brock!"
The guilt card.
"You will get over it. You all will. It won't take long. You will either think 'he would want us to be happy.' Or think 'He is in a better place.'"
"Not true! Please Brock!"
"Brain.... I promise. I won't."
He heard him sniffle again. "I want to trust you... I do. But I know you."
"I'll be fine. I will have Evan and them. You know Smitty won't let me do anything stupid."
Low move. I heard in breath in.
"Brock." He sounded hurt.
"I'm sorry. I should be supporting you. I hope you have a great trip. I got to go, I have a essay." I was about to hang up. Waiting for a small goodbye.
"I love you, Brock. That is the reason I don't want to say goodbye." And he hung up.
"FUCK!" I slapped my fist down on to my desk.
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<BrOhm> A Simple Hello
FanfictionRyan always had a way with words. A simple hello and a dazzling smile can make him get whatever he wants. Bryce met him when they were young. Never ending friendship between two mysteries.
