Young and Emo? | Ryan Ross x Reader

Risking It

Ryan was waiting for me outside my bathroom as I got dressed. I put on black yoga pants, a band tee, and an oversized hoodie. I looked in the mirror and stared into my red, puffy eyes as tears streamed down my face. I opened the door to Ryan pacing

"I called Brendon, he and Sarah are gonna come over, okay?" He spoke softly as I nodded. I walked toward Ryan as he held his arms up, signaling me to hug him. I leaned my head on his chest and listened to his rhythmatic heartbeat, his arms wrapped around my fragile frame.

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Brendon and Sarah had arrived, we explained what happened, and we were now discussing what to do.

"Dude, we should definitely call the police!" Brendon argued.

"Number one: We don't have any evidence--" Sarah retorted until she was interrupted.

"Evidence? Bullshit! Look at her! We don't need any fucking evidence to know she was raped!" Brendon pointed to me, crying in Ryan's arms in the corner.

"Plus they have tests and stuff to see... If you know... Someone raped her." Ryan added,

"Do you, really think she wants anyone touching down there for the tests?" Sarah asked. I shook my head vigorously

"I'm just saying that going to the cops might get this sick fuck arrested!" Brendon exclaimed.

"Going to the cops could completely backfire! Just think, what if we take this guy to court, but he ends up not getting arrested for lack of evidence, he's gonna be insanely enraged at everyone involved! She could get raped again, Ryan and you could get your ass kicked or even worse!" Sarah had a point, but if he got arrested I would probably never see him again.

"Lets just risk it. Call the cops." I announced through tears.

"Are you sure?" Ryan whispered to me. I nodded. Let's risk it for a chocolate biscuit.