Accidental Fluffy Love {Ryden Fanfic}

Chapter 8.

(Brendon's p.o.v)
       The breeze was getting kind of chilly during this time of day and I wonder how Ryan is doing.  The birds are chirping and he tensed up. I laughed at him.
"Shut up, I can't help it." He pouted and kept his eyes on the floor. I chuckled again just to rile him up a little.  Yea so he's half cat, and he can't help but want to attack birds? Okay.
      I was planning on going to the top of the little valley because I want to show him my hiding place. I wouldn't hide from anything there, just escape. I would write there as well.
     Every step we took, the leaves ruffled beneath our feet. The sky was darkening a little bit,  it was only 4 p.m. I guess daylight savings time has started once again, it gets dark earlier.
       "Hey,  where are we going?" Ryan asked.  I shrugged, pretending not know.
"So we were walking far away and your don't even know where we are going?!" Ryan stopped in his steps. I nodded and kept on walking.
"Come on," I say, motioning him towards the front. I look back at him and he shakes his head disbelievingly. I hide a smile and focus on getting there before it gets to dark.
      It's been half an hour and Ryan keeps complaining that his feet hurt.  I have to admit, I got lost a couple hours ago,  and I never said anything.   "Where the hell are we?" Ryan groaned while we walked down this trail. 
"Somewhere." I said honestly.
"Bren,  let's just go home." he said tiredly and turned around,  heading the other direction.
"Well you can't." I pointed out.
"Watch me!" He yelled angrily while he kept walking away from me. Someone is catty.
      I grunt and sit on the log next to me, putting my head in my arms that are resting on my knees.  He will come back once he doesn't find a way back,  he will come back to me for a way Home, and I will laugh because I was right.

            It was almost pitch black out, but not quite.  I was actually starting to worry.  I wanted to go out and look for him but what if he was looking for a way back to me. I wouldn't be here if he came back.
.     The owls hoot and the wolves are howling.  Yea,  we have wolves in our area. Wait,  we have wolves and we are in the middle of the forest,  by ourselves. 
     I panic. I stand up and run the way Ryan went. I keep running looking side to side,  up and down, all around.
"Ryan?!?" I shout over and over again but all I heard was my echoes.  There was no light source anywhere,  except my flip phone,  but it's dying. Great.
     I heard no responses. I start to freak out and keep yelling his name. Nothing.

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      I feel worn out,  so worthless.  I can't bare the feeling that I let him walk away from me. What if he completely walked out of my life? What if he got eaten out there? Or worse,  his owner found him.
        I squeeze those thoughts out of my head and try to continue walking.  I have been walking around for at least 2 hours,  but how could I know, my phone died miles ago.
         I see a light through the trees.  A light?  Ryan? Am I dead. No, it's just the lights of my home. Home is where he is.
        I run towards the house tripping on the branches, falling a couple times,  but I finally made it to the house. I felt like I was being chased, but it was just my conscious.
        I open my door and rush inside.  "Ryan?" I yelled.  I walked into the living room and kitchen, nothing. 
"Ryan?!" I repeat. I went into the bedroom and searched everywhere. He wasn't here.
       10 minutes of constantly checking everywhere a hundred times got pointless,  he wasnt here. I pulled a chair in the back yard and set it on the porch in the direction of the woods.
     I sat down shakily and watched the forest.  My hands were shaking and I wiped my cheeks.  I tapped my foot nervously. My hopes were getting lower by the minute,  where was he?
      I felt my head drop down without my permission and I fell asleep.

******
       A day has passed, no sign of him anywhere.  I still sit outside,  waiting for his arrival. My head tells me I'm stupid for waiting,  he's not coming back, but I hold on to my hopes.  My hopes are highly over rated, considering I hope of the stupidest things. I hoped Ryan would kiss me, I hoped we would make it to my hiding spot, but Hey. None of that happened.
     Today I have school.  I don't want to go. I want to stay home and wait until Ryan comes back, but something is telling me he's not coming back. It's only been a day and a half Brendon,  pull yourself together.
        I get off the chair I now sleep in
and walk to the shower.  I shower, get dressed,  and Put my smoothie apron in my bag. After getting ready, I head over to school.
        
        Nothing to interesting happened today,  just the fact that I am not into any of my classes at the moment. It's 6th period and this guy can't stop glaring at me. I look his way and knit my eyebrows together. He smirks and tightens his fist. Who the hell Does he think he is? Blondie.
     Near the end of class, I walk past his desk.  I stomp his way and throw my arms up as if I was a tough guy. He laughs at me and rolls his eyes.  I scoff,  "Alright buddy,  I'm not playing Mr. Sass Master today.  What the fuck do you want?" I really let my bad mood take over my actions, wow.
"Take it easy,  just making sure your okay." They guy says. I don't even know his fucking name but like I said earlier,  I don't care about people at school.
"Yea I don't need your sympathy," I mutter as I walk out of the classroom.  As I walk down the hall to the exit, I feel a huge weight hit me. My vision blurred and I held my head. Something hit me in the back of my head. I turn around and everyone was laughing. Someone threw a fucking textbook at me. I laugh as I pick up the textbook.
           I look at the girl laughing the hardest. I throw it at her and knock the bitch out. Everyone stopped laughing and rushed to her side. I turned around and kept walking while the chaos erupted behind me. I felt like a person walking away from an explosion.

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           I was totally going to get a call today from the school to my parents.  Great, now they have to take time from work to talk to them. It wasn't my fault, the bitch deserved it.
       I'm now at work in my shittiest mood ever. I have never been so Moody in my entire life. It's crazy this one person makes you feel this way just by doing something.  He fucking left me when he said he wouldn't,  unless he got eaten or kidnapped, or he's still lost. He's a lost kitten. I'm tempted to put up a lost cat sign now.
        I restock the cups near the front, not really caring by shoving them in. My boss told me not to be a prick towards the customers. No promises.
        As I make a strawberry smoothie,  the bell dings. I look up and grunt.  I hate her. Audrey came up to the counter for her regular.  We all know she wants me. Too bad I'm gay and I like Ryan bitch.
       "Hey handsome," She sways over and puts her hand on the counter. I put on a forced smile and get my notepad.
"Alright,  the regular?" I say blankly.  She knits her eyebrows together.
"No singing today? What's you your ass?" She says rudely.  At this point,  I wish I had a text book to throw at her.
"Just in a bad mood," I mutter.  She nods and tells me the regular.  I tell the guy to make them and now I'm left alone with Audrey.  The rest of the customers are already sipping away at their Smoothies.
   "So I have some good news!" She exclaims while getting on her tippy toes.
"Great." I say in monotone. I bet I'm pissing her off so hard right now.
"Well don't you want to know what it is?" She pushes. Not really.
"Sure."
"Well" she pauses. " I found my cat the other day! Finally!" She says too excitedly. My eyes widen.
"You know the black kitten I told you about!" She says. I stiffly nod.
"Are you okay?" She asks.  I stiffly nod again, my eyes still wide. I get her smoothie and hand it to her shakily. 
She has my Ryan.