Andy's POV
As I read the note I felt warm tears begin to stream down my face. I'm used to the insults but they still get to me sometimes.
I walk to my room shutting the door behind me, collapsing on my bed. I'm exhausted. I'm so tired of pretending to be happy but I'm not ready for Rye to leave me. I've only known him for a week. I can't lose him. It's too soon.
The buzz of my phone shakes me from my thoughts. I pick my phone up to see a message from Rye.
Rye😋: Hey. Thank you for being so nice to me this past week. It really means a lot.
Me: You're welcome but never thank me for being nice to you. Ok?
Rye😋: Ok... Anyway what do you have planned for this weekend?
Me: Um nothing my mom is out of town for the weekend. Why?
Rye😋: Good. I really want to hang out with you this weekend.
Me: Do you really want to hang out with me? No one ever wants to see me. Well besides Brook.
Rye😋: Yes Andy I really want to get to know you.
Me: Well then you can stay with me this weekend if you'd like.
Rye😋: I would love to. I'll see you in an hour.
Me: See you in an hour 😁As each minute passed I began to worry. All the possible what ifs scattered my brain.
What if he sees my bruises?
What if he really doesn't like me?
What if he thinks I'm boring?*ding*
I look down at my phone and smile.
Rye😋: Hey Andy I think I'm outside. Will you come let me in?
Me: Yeah I'm coming.I opened the door inviting him inside, leading him to my bedroom. He looked amazing. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a blue and white top. (Top above)
We sat down on my bed in silence.
"So Rye. I don't really know a lot about you. If you don't mind me asking. Why did you move?" I asked him breaking the silence.
Rye looked slightly nervous so I placed my hand on his leg trying to comfort him.
He broke down in tears.
Rye's POV
"So Rye. I don't really know a lot about you. If you don't mind me asking. Why did you move?" Andy asked.
When he said those words all the memories came back to me.
*Flashback*
"Hey fag. Kill yourself " I heard a too familiar voice yell.
It was Jack Duff. He's been bullying me since middle school and when I came out he tormented me everyday.
During the winter break I was really depressed and I couldn't take it anymore.
I attempted suicide and that's when my parents decided it was time to move.
*End of flashback*
I felt the tears falling down my face and I could hear Andy whispering in my ear for me to calm down but I couldn't breath. Then everything was dark.
A/N
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broken.//Randy
FanfictionAndy's broken. He is always on the edge of breaking down. He feels hopeless that is until a tall, tan, brown haired boy take an interest in him. Can Rye fix him?