Back Again//// Ryden **Completed**

My Hero

Ryan's POV.

"Bren?" I hold his hand while walking through the park. "Back at the restaurant- What do you mean I'm your hero you?"

"Back when the guy tried to kill us- You told me to get down- and saved me. The officers said that if I were still sitting there- I would have been shot in the head- and killed." He stops walking. "I mean it, Ryan. You've saved me so many times."

"You saved me too- a lot."

"I don't think you understand." He says. He walks in front of me and grabs both of my hands. "You are my hero. No matter what. Always will be." He says. He leans in and kisses me.

~~~~

"I'll be right back," Brendon says, he walks out the door and shuts it. I see a car pull up and someone comes out. Brendon greets him and they start talking.

I sit down on the couch and pull out my notebook. I flip through old pages. Some dating back to 2007. I read through them, thinking about how different I was all those years ago.

~~~~ Flashback~~~~

"I HATE YOU!" He slaps me. "YOU'RE WORSE THAN I THOUGHT." He kicks my leg, making me fall to the ground.

"S-Stop.." I choke out. Grabbing at my arm- which is cut. He kicks my side.

I try to cover my face as he leans down to punch me. And I let him. I let him beat me until I bleed. Beat me until I can't move.

I let him.

I lay on my back in bed, trying to sleep. But pain makes it impossible. I bite my lip to stop from groaning.

I hear a light knock. Light knocks on the window. I struggle to get up and open it. He climbs in.

"Hey, your dad asleep?" He whispers, then he faces me. "Holy shit, what happened?" His eyes grow wide. He grabs my arm.

"Argh." I groan. He stops.

"Does your dad beat you?" He asks.

"Bren- let it go- It was someone at school."

"No, stop saying that- it's an excuse. I know for a fact that you aren't that unpopular. You said you were in an accident, then you said you fell, you make up so many excuses. Now tell me the fucking truth." He says.

"Fine... He- he does." I cover my eyes with my hands. Tears threaten to fall- no one knows. I feel him wrap his arms around me.

"It's going to be okay."

And I trusted him.

~~~~~~~

Buzz.

"What!" I shoot up from the couch. I look around the room to find the source of the buzzing. I see Brendon's phone on the table.

I shouldn't... I look out and see Brendon still talking- or arguing with some guy.

I bite my lip and grab the phone. I pick up.

"Where. Is. The. Money." A guy says. What?

"I told you if you don't pay- he dies." I turn and look at Brendon- as if trying to telepathically ask him a million questions.

"You have 2 hours- or your true love dies." The voice says before he hangs up.

"Ryan?" Brendon asks. "Why are you holding my phone?" I jump and drop the phone on the couch.

"There- A - Phone call- person- what- m-money?"

"What? Ryan." He walks towards me. "It's okay, just tell me."

I take a deep breath. "Who is forcing you to give them money?"

"What?!" He steps back and looks away. "T-That... No."

"Tell me the truth."

"I don't have to tell you." He says. "Now explain why the fuck you answered my calls."

"EXPLAIN TO ME WHY SOMEONE IS FORCING YOU TO GIVE THEM MONEY."

"You had no right to answer my call."

"I'm sorry okay? Now, why is-"

"No, stop- You have no right."

"Fine." I grab my phone and notebook off the couch. "Be that way." I walk towards the door. I look back at him. He stays planted in one area. He looks upset.

I open the door and walk out.