Hope's Dark Past

133 2 3
                                    

The rest of the day was peaceful and quiet. There was only quiet chatter among the two. Afternoon had quickly melted evening. It was like when you read a good book when you get home from school and the next thing you know, you’re sucked in a world that makes time go faster and when you look up its way past your dinner time. Basically when you’re so caught up in something, you don’t realize how much time has passed.

Hope was the first to notice the weather change.  

“Ryan?”

“Yes?”

“How did you get to my house?”

“I used my car. Why?”

Ryan looked the direction Hope was.

“Oh.”

Outside the window was… well you couldn’t see anything. The window was all white.

“What time is it?” Ryan asked.

“Uhm…It’s already 9.”

“What?! Well that explains it.”

“Explains what?”

“Why I thought I was crazy for being hungry so early.”

“Want something?”

“Yeah.”

“Come on!”

Hope led Ryan through her apartment.

“What do you want to eat?”

“Um, whatever’s available.”

“Okay! Homemade pizza it is!”

“You can make homemade pizza?!”

Hope nodded. “Here, I’ll show you.”

“First, you crack the egg like this. Okay, now you try.”

“Um… I’m not sure. Like…this? Oh shoot! Sorry, sorry, sorry!”

“It’s fine! I’ll just clean this up here…”

-Time Skip-

“Okay just hold the handle here and hold the bowl. Now click the button.”

“Okay, this button?”

“Yea- AHH!!”

“Crap! Sorry!”

“I’ve got a few more aprons. Let’s just clean the roof right there…”

-After They Finish-

“Okay, just put this in the oven, don’t drop it.”

“I think I’ve got th-”

*Splat*

In Hope’s Mind: OH. MY GOD. I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS IDIOT. I CANNOT WORK WITH THIS. I JUST CANNOT!

“Well, that’s okay. This is why we made two.”

“Oh, will I put this in or-”

“I’ll do it. To be honest Ryan-”

“I suck at cooking? Yeah, I know. I’m sorry.”

Hope smiled. “Oh, Ryan…”

“Yeah?”

“The shower is down the hall on the left.”

“Wait, what?”

Ryan looked down at his batter splattered clothes.

“Okay, thanks.”

Ryan walked down the hall and headed into the bathroom.

Ryan’s Point of View

It was really awkward for me to take a shower in her bathroom but when I finished I decided to leave my shirt off because it was really dirty. I walked out of the shower all hot and steamy asking, “Is the pizza done?”

Hope hadn’t turned around yet but she replied, “It’s cooling off.” “Okay then.”

“Ryan?” Hope asked me.

“What is it?”

There was pause. “Do you like me?”

I thought for a second. “No.”

“Oh.” She said.

Hope’s Point of View

-Time Rewind-

 I was checking my Twitter going through my messages. A lot of them were from my high school “acquaintances”. They said, “You’re fat.” And “You’re ugly.” I haven’t talked to them in years and I didn’t know why they hated me so much. I looked at my wrists. There was still one scar left.

I heard the door open and quickly I pulled my sleeve down and exited Twitter. “Is the pizza done?”

“It’s cooling off.” I replied.

I thought for a second… Ryan likes me right?

“Ryan? Do you like me?”

“No.” He said.

My heart sunk down to the blackest part of my soul as my vision got blurry.

Ryan’s Point of View

-Recent Times-

I snuck up behind her and hugged her waist. “I love you.” I expected her to say something but instead she shook violently and cried.

 “Ryan...” she sobbed.

 “I thought you h-hated me…”

“What?! I would never hate you. We’ve had so many fun times together, what make you think that?”

“In high school, I had a lot of friends and then one day they all tried to drown me in a river and,  and- ”

I was shocked. It didn’t seem possible that someone could hate her so much.

“And then everyone started bulling me and my boyfriend broke up with me and I was raped and I tried to commit suicide and I just wanted to die so much.”

“Hope…” I said. I could only slightly relate to her. It wasn’t even close to half of what I experienced.

She looked up at me. “I love you.” And there, I took her hands and I kissed her. I looked into her eyes and wiped her face with my hands. And what more could ruin the moment? My stomach growling. She smiled.  “Come on, let’s eat.”

Hope’s Point of View

After dinner the snow was still coming down hard. It was predicted to stop tomorrow morning. I didn’t want to say it but…

“Ryan, where do you want to sleep?”

“Could I sleep in the bed?”

“Um…sure. I’ll sleep on the couch then.”

“Oh, no. You don’t have to do that. We’ll both sleep in the bed. It’ll be warmer that way.”

I blushed furiously. We both brushed our teeth and changed into more comfortable clothes. Luckily, I had my brother’s hand-me-downs.

I changed into a spaghetti strap shirt and some cupcake pajama pants.

 I slipped into the bed, facing the wall. I felt Ryan get in the bed too. It was quiet for a while until I heard light snoring. I turned around and looked at Ryan sleeping. Call me creepy but he was cute and I enjoyed whatching him sleep. I hugged him lightly and after that, I soundly fell asleep too.

_______________________________

Sorry it's so depressing...

But if you remember in the first chapters Ryan says; "And gray eyes that held an unbearable truth" or something like that. So, yeah.

Comment anything, i'm all up for suggestions.

Thanks for reading!

- WinterStars_01

Ryan's HopeWhere stories live. Discover now