When we can. [Cryaotic x Reader] [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 31.

     When you entered the room you looked to see both Cheyenne and Ry were on his bed. They were sitting farther apart then you had expected. You really thought they would be kissing, or other things of that nature. Letting a slight sigh of relief escape your lips you shrug your bag off of your shoulder next to the door. "I left to go grab my phone and decided to pick up some food. I just kinda picked whatever" you say placing the 2 pizza boxes onto the bed in front of Ryan. He smiles opening a box and taking a piece "Hey thanks! I'm starving" he chuckles a bit.
     You stand there awkwardly, feeling Cheyenne's eyes on you. Avoiding her eye contact you say "So what were you two talking about? What's up?" you say. Ryan pats the bed next to him, mouth full, motioning for you to sit down. "Nothing important" Chey mumbles, very carefully choosing a slice of pizza. You sit on Ryan's left side. So now he sat in the middle of Cheyenne and yourself. The three of you sat in an awkward silence. And the entire time Cheyenne was eyeing you down.
     Unsure what to think from her looks, you take the cellphone out of your back pocket. Pressing the home button you're greeted with no new notifications. You brush it off, wanting to fill Russ in with what he is missing. You type "oml save. me. Cheyenne DID come here, so I like fled to buy food (Ry didn't feed me >.>) and now I'm sitting with them both in complete silence".
     Russ ends up typing a reply much faster then you had anticipated. He had said "whoa are you cock-blocking my min man?". You would have burst out laughing, if it had been about Ry and anybody other then Cheyenne. You compose yourself "Nooo I left so i have no idea what they talked about, I think they would have been doing other things if they were a couple or whatever again" once you hit the send button Ry leans against the wall, clearly done with dinner.
     "Whatcha doin'?" he asks casually. You briefly look over at him after reading Russ's reply "lol that must be awkward". You shrug turning away "Just messing around." You struck his interest. He sits up once again and wraps his arms around you, in the backward hug fashion and rests his head on his arms looking at your screen. You automatically press the power button so he wouldn't be able to read any of your texts. "I was just texting Russ" you say casually, Cheyenne is intently staring down the both of you.
     Her face looks composed, but you suspect shes either really hurt or fuming with anger on the inside. Staying casual you shrug his arms off of you. He relaxes and scoots next to you, leaving Cheyenne at the head of his bed and you two at the foot. "What about" his head cocks slightly to the left at his question. He is acting more cute then usual, you notice.
     "Just chatting" you pause, knowing he'll ask more you add "about what I was up too. He's chill". "Didn't think you two would get that close" he chuckles a bit. "How is he doing?" Cheyenne speaks softly, with a well controlled voice. "He's the same as always, doing well" you reply looking at the new notification from your phone.
     It was from an unknown number, one you didn't recognize. You read "back off" and looked directly at Cheyenne, who's left hand had drifted to her side, phone out. You chuckle, typing a snide reply "I don't owe you any favours." And then turn to Ryan who's just sitting there. "Hey, do you know" and proceed to read out the number on screen. He perks up and listens carefully "Isn't that your number Chey?" he asks.
     "No" she replies, caught in a trap. "I'm like 90% sure its hers hold on" he takes his own phone out and taps a few times searching for her contact. He nods "Yup that's hers, wait ho-why do you know her number?" he asks. "Look here" you shove your phone at him and he reads the text.
     Cheyenne gets up before he could process what she sent you. She says "I'm just going to go" in a defeated tone. You stand up too "This could have gone your way dude. And I could have been routing for you, but don't pull that shit on me cause it's not going to fly." You speak to her in a stern voice then sit back down while she picks her bag up by the door.
      Ryan does end up chiming in with "I thought we were having a good time". His tone was defeated and hurt "Why'd you have to go and turn it like that?". She bows her head, inches from leaving the bedroom and replies "I'm sorry". Her eyes meet yours and she says "Thanks for everything" directly to you.
     You have no idea why she thanked you, but couldn't even think up a reply before she headed up the stairs.
     You turn back to Ryan after a moment, he looked as confused as you were. "Is she going to be okay?" you ask. He shrugs it off "I think she'll be fine". He lays down, tossing the boxes on the ground. You lay down next to him and sigh "Ry you know that's the first of 50 pizza boxes that'll litter your floor right?". He hits your should gently "Oh hush".

You two lay there, staring up at the ceiling in silence.