Death Of Me - Ryden (Finished)

7.

The next day Ryan wasn't in school, that made me wonder a bit, but I think I should give him time. I mean he saw a bike riding right through me without leaving any pain, who wouldn't need time to think.

So I sat at my window, the night slowly came and waited for Tsuki to come to me again like every evening.

But someone else came, it was Emily, not to my surprise.
She sat down on my bed and sighed.

"If you would still be here, I think everything would be easier for everyone of us", she said.

"I am here, Emily", I whispered laying my hand over hers.

She sobbed a bit and went away again leaving an empty spot next to me. Tsuki was purring, maybe she felt that I was sad.

"It's ok, tsuki", I said stroking her.

My thoughts wandered to Ryan again. What is he doing now? I would love to know.

"Are you thinking of the same thing, tsuki?", I asked her with a smirk.

I had an idea.

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It was a bit hard to find ryans house in the darkness. I hate the dark, you can see nothing and you are scared of every single noise and you don't know what's hiding behind you. Nothing can really harm me now, but I was still scared, so I tried to be as quickly as I can.

And then I stood in front of his house. The window was open, so I could easily sneak in, without anyone to notice, well except Ryan, but I don't think his parents also could see me.

That would be really weird.

Ok, now or never, I climbed into his house immediately noticing the many oil paintings on the walls. So he likes art, or at least his parents. I didn't have to be quiet so I went straight to his room. I think this would have been more easier if I knew where his room was.

"Great, Brendon, great", I whispered to myself when I stood in front of three close doors. I can't fucking open doors.

Ok, maybe his window is open. So I did the same procedure again. I walked outside and found another open window. Please let this be his room.

"Ahhh!", I screamed when I fell right into the room.

Smooth, Brendon, really smooth.

I stood up and saw a probably teenager room according to all the green day and my chemical romance posters. Or his parents are really into that bands, what I don't really think. Ryan has a good music taste.

Hopefully this wasn't the room of his brother or sister, I couldn't quiet see anything, because of the dark.

Then the light suddenly went on an I was facing a shocked Ryan.

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