Ryden Smut Oneshots💙 {✅}

I'm only crazy for you Part 3

Psy•cho•path
/ sīke , paTH /
Noun
           a person suffering from chronic mental disorder with abnormal or violent social behavior

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              Stock•holm syn•drome
Noun
              feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor

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              "Hello Patrick," Ryan greeted his friend who was at his door. "Ryan we have to talk," Patrick spoke in a serious tone. "Okie dokie c'mon in," Ryan piped opening the door wider. Patrick stepped in the house and flinched when he heard Ryan slam the door shut. Patrick turned to Ryan and noticed his interesting attire. It was more formal, with a navy blue skirt and a black button coat that resembled a coat jacket. "What's with the outfit?" Patrick asked.

         "Oh it's for someone special," Ryan cheered. "Right, anyways Ryan we have to talk about Brendon." Ryan's face dropped, "Why? Why do we need to talk about him?" Ryan asked clearly clueless. Patrick didn't have a good feeling about this. "Ryan...you've changed and not in a good way. You've been obsessing over Brendon too much. It's scaring me," Patrick confessed. "IT'S NOT YOUR PROBLEM PATRICK. YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND ANYTHING," Ryan screamed in his face. Patrick jumped at the screaming boy and backed away from Ryan.

      Ryan's face fell from anger to guilt in about two seconds. "I'm so sorry Patrick. Please forgive me," Ryan begged. Patrick backed away from Ryan who was walking closer to him. "R-Ryan get away," Patrick warned him taking more steps back. Ryan's face fell and he felt hurt, "Patrick please forgive me I just lost my temper," Ryan persuaded him getting closer. Patrick felt scared he had to get out of there. Suddenly a loud scream was heard upstairs.

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      "SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!"

     Patrick's eyes widened when he heard that scream. Looking back at Ryan who was a couple of feet away from him he bolted up the steps. "WAIT PATRICK DON'T GO UP THERE! GET BACK HERE YOU FUCKER," Ryan screamed chasing him up the stairs. Patrick dashed through the hall and ran into Ryan's room. He turned to quickly close the door just as Ryan was close. He slammed the door on Ryan's face and locked it. Ryan was pounding on the door and screaming his head off like a maniac. "LET ME IN PATRICK! UNLOCK THE DOOR NOW," Ryan screamed. Patrick nervously saw the violent pounding on the door and Ryan trying to turn the knob.

     Patrick thought he was safe for now and he ran to the closet where he found him. He yelped when he saw Brendon tied up and struggling with fear. He noticed Brendon had managed to slide out of the rag muffling his mouth. "Hey please! Help me please!" Brendon begged him struggling even more. "Don't worry I got you," Patrick spoke quickly working on trying to untie Brendon's rope restraints. "Hurry before he gets in," Brendon yelled at Patrick. "It's ok dude I think I almost got it untied just one last kno-"

         Soon the closet was filled with Patrick's screams. Ryan was there violently holding a rag full of chloroform in Patrick's face. Brendon watched in horror as he watched his almost savior get knocked out. "NOOOOO," Brendon screamed at Ryan, "I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU CRAZY SON OF A BITCH!"

        "S-SHUT UP I'M DOING THIS FOR US," Ryan screamed tears coming out of his eyes. "THERE IS NO US YOU SICKO! I FUCKING HATE YOU AND I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU," Brendon shouted. "SHUT UP," Ryan shrieked punching Brendon hard knocking him out. Ryan cried feeling heart broken hearing Brendon say those horrible words to him. "I'm so sorry Brendon, Patrick just got in the way, he just made a mistake. I know you don't mean it. I love you. I'll take care of Patrick though. He can stay with us too!"