A Case Of Memories [Ryden]

House of Memories

A/N

I had just about four and a half hours of sleep because Brendon streamed until it was almost 3am here and now it's 8am and I can't sleep anymore.

Anyways, here is the first chapter. I hope you enjoy it! Please leave votes and comments as you like!

I sat in the car with sweaty hands while I looked at his house. It had been a while since I was here last. Everything looked still the same but also so different. Maybe it was because I was different now. He was different now and everything else too.

I quickly looked into the inside mirror of my car. In my opinion I hadn't changed that much but I was pretty sure that he would see a difference. He always did somehow.

I had to do this. I know that I had to do this but still it was so difficult. Maybe about two years ago I would have just gone into his house and we would have had a great time but now that wasn't possible anymore. Too many things had happened. One last look into the mirror, one deep breath and then I opened the car door.

With a loud sound the door fell back to its place and I took little steps in the house's direction. It wasn't a big house but neither it was small. You could probably say that it had the perfect size considering the fact that there were two people living inside.

While I put on my biggest fake smile I knocked on the door. There was also a bell with his name on the one side and her name on the other side but I guess there was this small hope inside of me which made me think that if I didn't actuate the bell maybe the people inside wouldn't hear me.

Unfortunately I could hear steps a few seconds later. Now it was too late to leave. Bloody Mikey. It was just crazy that after all these years my former best friend still had such a big influence on my actions. He was the only reason I stood here today. He was the only reason why I was going to see the love of my life again after years.

I tried to focus because after these years he wouldn't feel the same anymore. The moment arrived. Someone opened the door and while I expected Brendon I was actually quite surprised when a young woman appeared in the doorframe. A young woman I was pretty sure I had seen before.

"Hey. I guess you must be Ryan Ross?" she asked even though we both knew that she knew exactly who I was. "Brendon has told me so much stuff about you. You two were really close years before, right?" I figured that this woman had to be his girlfriend. So he had carried on with his life. Great. Because I hadn't and I wasn't sure if I would ever be able to.

I remembered to keep my fake smile and started to answer. "You could say that I guess. But things have changed for both of us and that's OK." I didn't knew what exactly this woman knew about our previous relationship so I was afraid to say too much. But I knew one thing for sure. Nothing was OK and I doubted that it would ever be again.

I heard footsteps and then I saw him. He looked so different compared to the last time I saw him. Brendon's hair was now back-combed which revealed his large forehead. Also he didn't wear eyeliner anymore and his look had completely changed. But I guess I had too. I could feel how the love of my life examined me too and probably came to the same conclusion as me.

"Hello Ryan. It's been a long time." Brendon said with a calm voice. A calmness I couldn't understand because I was about to explode. "Indeed. When was the last time we saw each other?" I repeated as if I didn't know the answer to that question. But Brendon shouldn't have known that I was secretly counting the days since my life had ended because now I was just a shell and not alive anymore.

"It's been in the summer of '68 I guess. If I'm not completely wrong I would say that it was a few days before the accident happened." My counterpart answered. That was the moment when I finally dared to look into his eyes. His brown eyes I had always loved so much.