fuck me through the phone ; ryden

4:29 am

ry: are you up?

b: what's up?

it's been 3 weeks. three full weeks of hell. harassment, that's all his classmates have been doing to him since that rumour has been spread. the words that were thrown at him were tearing him down. he's so tired. it's been three full weeks of break downs and mental illness over load. his anxiety had been getting the best of him lately. it's been three weeks of hell

ry: we need to talk |
ry: i miss you

b: i was with you a couple hours ago love

ry: i know..
ry: i just
ry: i don't know

b: awe

ry: tell me you miss me too
ry: so i don't sound so pathetic

b: i miss you too
b: better?

ry: yeah
ry: wish you weren't lying tho

b: not lying
b: i do miss you

ry: good
ry: can you we meet up

b: it's 4 in the morning ryan
b: on a school night

ry: please?

b: fine
b: ill come get you

ry: thanks

ryan was careful not to wake his mother knowing she had work in a few hours. just in case she woke up while he was gone,

gone to meet brendon, don't worry about me. i'm safe with him.
love you x
(not running away, just lonely)

he realized how concerning his letter could be, adding the last part so that she doesn't assume things and send out a search party. he slipped on a plain pair of converse and grabbed a jacket that happened to be brendon's, giving him a sense of security.

ryan stepped out and walked out to find brendon leaning against his truck staring at his phone. ryan felt his heart break knowing that today was the day he would carry through with the thought that's been eating away at him for a week.

"hi b." ryan whispered crossing the street, looking at brendon with loving eyes grabbing his warm hand and holding tightly to it. "hey princess." brendon smiled kissing the hand that was laced with his, pulling him into a hug wanting to push away all on ryan's negative thoughts. "what's up buttercup?" brendon grinned kissing ryan sweetly. ryan savoured the taste of brendon's lips, already missing it.

"can we go somewhere? we need to talk.." ryan said, his grip loosening on brendon. regret covered ryan's face as he watched brendon's face fall, only for him to pull a fake smile and nod carefully. "yeah, we can do that." he moved out of his grip but led ryan to his side of the car.

silence, the thing that breaks whenever you try to explain it. silence filled the car, not even the radio was on, ryan stared at brendon, his heart skipping a beat he's never heard as he watches him. brendon could feel ryan looking at him, making him nervous.

"stop looking at me like that." brendon smiled, holding onto ryan's hand sweetly. "sorry.." ryan smiled his emotions knocking him down and hitting him like a bat. his thoughts were moving 10 miles faster than the car, his body being overwhelmed he broke down again (for the second time in that early morning)

"god, i'm sorry."

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this ones not that good sorry,,,

also i updates the cover isn't it nice? i like it a lot :)