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I've known Spencer Smith since I was 9 years old, though I hated him then. Just like I do now, as he bangs furiously on my bedroom door.
"George Ryan Ross I swear to God, if you don't open this door-"
I wince as he uses my full name, and reluctantly roll out of bed to open the door- something I haven't done in nearly two days.
Spencer breaks into an immediate smile as I open the door, and hugs me.
"Ryan, you have to get out, or at least eat something!" He looks at me more sincerely, "Starving yourself is not going to make Keltie love you again!"
He has always been frank with me, and it hurts, but I know that he's right, no matter how much I don't want to believe it.
I let out a small groan as I pull him in for another hug, forgiving him instantly.
He sighs as he looks around pointedly,
"Ryan, you need to cool it with the drinks, too..."
I shrug.
"Now come on," he says, "let's get some lunch."

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I think Spencer is used to me not talking. I think maybe he likes it, as it gives him more time to ramble on to me. I don't mind.
I haven't said a word since Keltie left me, not even to her. I don't know what I'll do without her, I mean, its only been four days and I've already tried starving myself.
Actually, I don't know what I'd do without Spencer either- I'd be dead by now, that's for sure.
I miss Keltie.
Spencer must notice that I am paying no attention whatsoever to him and stops talking mid-sentence.
"You alright, Ry?"
I try to give him a look that says 'Seriously, what do you think?' but I realise I probably look depressed instead. Well, at least it's the truth.
"Hey, how about you come into the store with me later? Maybe it'll lighten your mood?"
Spencer knows how much I love his record store, and just music in general, and I also know how much it would mean to him if I came in, so I nod feebly.
"Great! I can't wait to see you back on your feet, Ryan, really, there's no use getting so worked up about Keltie anyway. She was no good for you!"
And with that, he gets up from my kitchen table, ruffles my hair, and leaves.
The truth is, I don't think I'll ever stop loving Keltie...
I don't know if I want to...

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{So that was chapter one, I hope you enjoyed it, coz I enjoyed writing it! I'm going back to school tomorrow so it might be a while before I publish the next chapter, but I'll try!
From Cara}

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