Save Me (A Remery story)

two.

Ricky's POV

I woke up in the middle of the night, it was 8 almost 9. I tried to get up, but it hurt. It hurt all over. I heard sounds coming from the kitchen, I got up and I saw Gus eating a slice of pizza while watching The Walking Dead on TV. I got up holding my stomach and then I limped to the bathroom. I felt like throwing up. So I kneeled down, held up the toilet seat and waited. I started to vomit. It was a red like color like the other times. After I was done, I cleaned up the toilet and my face and exited. I put on my jacket and then grabbed my keys. "Where do you think you're going Ricky?" I heard Gus say, when I turned around, he was standing behind me with his half eaten slice of pizza in his hand. "T-t-to go get food." I said. "Alright, whatever. Don't bother coming back. Oh nevermind, i'll just find ya and beat your ass. We can't risk me going to jail." I heard him say, then I opened the door and left.

I went to McDonald's and I ordered 2 big mac's. I was so hungry. I feel like I threw up all the food in my stomach because it felt empty. After I got my Big Mac's on a tray, I went to sit down at a table to eat. On my way, I bumped into a guy, causing me to drop my tray and my big mac's to fall. "Oh my god, dude I'm so sorry." I heard him say. I sighed. "It's fine, I probably wouldn't eat all of it anyway." Then I looked at him, he was.... well, HOT. He had black hair spiked up, brown eyes, and he was tall. "No, it's fine. I feel terribly bad, thanks to my clumsiness." I laughed. "It's not funny, okay well maybe a little." Then we both laughed. He moved his hand toward me. "I'm Emery, Emery Kelly. I just moved here to California, so I guess it's a little hard getting used to." I shook his hand then I introduced myself. "I'm Ricky, Ricky Garcia, I've lived in California all my life, been living with my boyfriend Gus for the last two years."

He looked at me weirdly. "You're gay?" I heard him asked. Awh shuds, I knew I shouldn't of said that. He probably will think I'm into him. Well, I mean look at him. What's not to be into? "Yeah..." I said, smiling. "Oh, cool. I had a gay friend back home, his name's Chris." he said, looking at my nose. "Ricky, what happened to your nose? Did someone hit you?" I heard him ask, concerned. He started to rub my nose. I really wanted to tell him about what kind of person Gus really is. But then I remember what he said back at the apartment. "Don't bother coming back. Oh nevermind, i'll just find ya and beat your ass. We can't risk me going to jail." "Oh, no, no. I-i-it was an accidental fall! Yep, I was on my phone too much and BOOM, this box came out of nowhere and I fell." I lied. Emery didn't look convinced. "This couldn't come from you tripping on accident, someone must've hit you." Emery said, looking into my eyes. I gazed into his back, then I started to tear up.

Oh man. I can't take holding this lie in me anymore! It's all too much. I just came out and said it "Okay fine! He did this to me! All because of what? Talking back to him? He's an abusive monster and I want him out of my life forever!" I started to cry a lot. I couldn't stop. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. "Hey, hey Ricky. Emery's here. Don't cry." I head him say, rubbing my head. I pulled away and looked at him. Man, he was so cute. I couldn't take it, it's either now or never. I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. I felt him kiss back.

We both pulled away and looked at each other. Emery smiled.

"You're a good kisser Garcia." I heard him say, chuckling.

I blushed, "Thanks." I responded, chuckling back.