The Beauty Of Silence

Why? Just Why?

I can't believe this! I stand there staring at the photo and back at the letter then the photo once again. Who in their right mind would just stand there and take a picture of him in his time of need. Then I think of Ryder and him breaking down, oh gosh. I quickly close my locker the note and photo still in my hands and I run towards the direction Ryder was going.

I can't leave him alone, I know what it feels like to be left alone even if he's a total jerk and need's to learn some manners and respect, he's hurting and now I know why.

I push open the door to see Ryder on his bike about to leave. I start running towards him calling out his name, but he can't hear me, he's too far back. I see him start to engine to his motorcycle

Voom! Voom! Voom!

I'm almost there, I can reach him! I look at the direction he was aiming for, it was the back of a brick building and at the speed he was going..

I didn't finish that thought, I'm almost there. "RYDER!STOP!" Again no response he lifts his foot onto his bike and I grab his jacket making his body fall onto me while his bike slams into the wall. My body hit's the ground hard with Ryder's body that follows.

"What the hell-"

He quickly gets off me and takes his helmet off. I could tell he was angry and about to yell, but when he saw me his face softened. "Brianna, are you alright?" He helps me up and I quickly hug him, he's off balance for a bit not expecting that reaction for me.

"Ryder I know what happened and I'm so so sorry." I say softly into his ear. His body tenses and I release my hold on him. His face was a blank picture as if he was frozen in time, this is probably what I looked like whenever I froze. I place my hand on his cheek and feel him lean into it as he closes his eyes.

"It's not your fault, it happen's to the best of us." My heart sinks when I heard his voice, so full of pain. He probably blames himself like I do.

"Ryder it is my fault, I should've seen these signs and acted quicker. I should've been there with you on the night it happened and I'm sorry for not being there with you." And I meant it, somewhat.

Even though I knew that if Jason didn't find me walking down that street none of this would've happened. He opens his eyes that were full of sadness and pain.

"You're not just saying those thing just to make me feel better are you?" I nod my head no and he leans in the kiss me. His hands cupping my face while mine repeat his actions and cup his.

The world went silent around us for a moment, but I broke it thinking of Jason. Why am I doing this with Ryder? Aren't I with Jason? I can't be with both, can't I?

I break away our kiss and he leans his forehead on mine, breathless.

"Thanks for pulling me off, I don't know what I was thinking, leaving you in a world like this,alone." His voice was low and caring with a hint of regret. Those words touched me for a moment, but vanished when I remembered that he did leave me. Just like everyone else, because of him. I let go of him and look over at his bike.

"Sorry about the bike." I say honestly, it was a pretty cool bike, but now it was just a pile of scrap metal. He chuckles and smiles at me then the bike. "It's okay, I have other's." I smile and offer him a ride.

"You know, I don't think I've drove in your car before." I smile then a thought crosses my mind. "Did you wanna drive it?" Hopefully this makes him feel better.

He looks at me with surprise. "You, want me to drive?" He asks as if I was offering him a million dollars. I nod my head yes, he does this fist pump while a smile crosses his face. "Yes!" I hear him say and I throw him the keys and hop in the passenger seat.