Fightin Like Hell For You ; ryden

Chapter Seven

Ryan's POV

I can't help but stare at the beautiful boy sleeping in my arms. His poor face. Why would someone do this to him?  I hope it wasn't because of his makeup. It would make sense though. I can't believe this is my fault. I just keep looking at his cuts and bruises, every once in a while stroking very lightly over them with my fingers. I'm so pissed at whoever did this but my heart hurts for this precious boy. He's such a gentle person and yeah I'm definitely falling for him a little. I see a drop of water fall onto his face and look towards the ceiling. I thought there would be a crack or something, a water leak maybe, but no, it's just a blank white ceiling. This is when I realize I'm crying. Fuck, I did not want to cry over this. The sad thing is, I don't even know if they're angry tears or sad tears. 

I watched Brendon sleep for a few hours, which seems really creepy and maybe it is but he's just so nice to look at. He looks so peaceful too. I knew I had to get home soon and he didn't look like he'd be up anytime soon. The earlier events probably wore him out. I don't wanna just leave him but my mom is probably freaking out. If I can untangle our limbs without waking him up I'll leave him a note and head home before my mom kills me. I slowly start to remove his arms from around me and he stirs. Fuck, this is gonna be harder than I thought. I try again and this time he actually wakes up. He blinks a couple times and I think he realizes why he woke up. I see him tear up a little but he blinks the tears away and clears his throat. He completely removes himself and turns away from me. "It's okay, you can go. I understand. You don't wanna hang out with a fag like me." His voice is thick with emotion and I can tell that if he isn't crying already he will soon. I get off the bed and hear him hiccup. He probably thinks I'm leaving. I walk over to his side of the bed and crouch down so I can see his face. His eyes are shut tight and tears are slowly falling down his cheeks. My heart aches once again for the boy in front of me. He opens his eyes and sees me crouching in front of him. He jumps a little and goes to turn away from me again but I stop him. I lightly touch his face and wipe the tears off. 

"No, Bren, it's not that I don't wanna hang out with you. I've just gotta get home before my mom freaks out. I was gonna leave a note I swear. I love hanging out with you. And please don't ever call yourself a fag again, you're so much more than that." I give his forehead a light kiss and I see him relax again. Another tear escapes and I wipe it away. "Please don't cry, Brendon. You can come back to my house with me if you want." He takes a deep breath and his mouth opens and closes a few times, like he's debating on speaking. Finally, he does speak, "No, I don't wanna intrude on stuff with you and your mom. Plus if she does freak out I don't wanna make anything worse. You can go ahead and go. I'll be okay, I promise." I give him a look, a look that says I don't believe a word he said, but he just smiles at me and take my hand off his face. "Seriously, Ryan, I'll be fine. Go do what you need to before you get into more trouble." I nod and lean in to place another kiss on his forehead, this time I let my lips linger a little. To show that he means more to me than he may think. I'm not sure if that message is delivered though. 

I stand up and go to exit the room before I feel my arm being tugged at. I turn around and see Brendon standing there. He opens his arms, asking for a hug. Of course I oblige and pull him into the tightest hug I think I've ever given. "I'll come back as soon as I can, okay Bren? If I can't come back tonight I'll pick you up in the morning to take you to school." He nods and we break apart. We say our goodbyes and I head to my car. 

I drive the 2 minutes it takes to get from Brendon's house to mine and mentally prepare myself for what I'm about to deal with. I walk up to my house and the door is locked. That's odd, she never locks the door. I get the key from under our beat up rug and go inside. My mom is sitting in the living room and she looks pissed. "George Ryan Ross III, where have you been? You know you're not supposed to leave this house without telling me." Wait, why is she angry and not having a mental breakdown? She usually freaks out with anxiety, not rage. "I was with Brendon, mom. I went to pick him up from school and some stuff happened so I had to stay with him at his house for a little. I didn't expect to be gone so long so I didn't tell you, I'm sorry." She lets out a heavy sigh and rubs her temples. "It's fine, Ryan. Just don't sneak off like that again." I'm still confused as to why she's not full of anxiety. "Mom, how come you're only mad? Usually if I were to leave without telling you you'd have loads of anxiety, not anger." At this she gives me a small smile. Also unusual. "I guess now's as good a time as any to tell you. I talked to my doctors. It was all over the phone because you know how paranoid I am. I've decided to accept the medication they've been trying to get me to take. I've seen how bad my illness is affecting you, Ryan. I want you to be able to live a normal teenage life. Spend time with Brendon without having to worry about me. This medication has already started to fix me a little. I'm not as paranoid, that's why I was only angry and not anxious." 

As I heard this news my eyes welled up with tears. My mom is actually making an effort to get better, and she's doing it for me. This day has ended much better than expected. I pull my mom into a hug and I can't help but think of Brendon during it. I'm gonna be able to do normal things with him. I can go out and spend time with him without worrying about if my mom will be okay. I've gotta tell him as soon as I can. But that means I'll have to tell him about my mom's illness. I'm not sure I'm ready for that. But at the same time I feel like I can trust him so I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll ease into it. It'll give me time to prepare myself to tell him all about me and it won't scare him off. Yeah, I think that's what I'll do. 

~Hello. I know it's been awhile but I've been busy with school and packing for vacation. School's done now but I do have a job so updates are probably gonna stay the same. Anyway, I hope y'all liked this. Feel free to comment, don't be a stranger :))~