Do It For GBomb ~GBomb FanFic~

Telling A Story

A/N WATTPAD OR ASOMETHING MESSED UP AND DIDNT POST THIS WHOLE CHAPTER. SO IM GOING TO POST IT AGAIN AND DELET THE OTHER ONE. CROSS YOUR FINGERS AND HOPE FOR THE BEST <3

Graser's POV

        I have no idea what just happened. All I know is that I woke up to soft crying. When I sat up, I saw Dolphin and H. H told me to go back to sleep, he'll tell me later. Something had happened...

        I woke the next morning, and Dolphin was laying in the bed. Cuddled with H. I sat up and just stared at them... What had I missed..? H lay with his arm around Dolphin's shoulder, and Dolphin had his hands together, resting on his chest. Then I noticed the bruising...

        I got out of the bed and opened the door. I heard soft crying...Coming from the guest room.

H's POV

        I woke up, and Graser was gone. Dolphin was in my arms. At first I was completly confussed. Then I remembered.

        "H?..?" Dolphin whispered, lightly shaking my arm. "Yeah?" "I...I...Dont feel safe.." I nodded and moved over on the bed. I pat the side. "Come up here. I wont let him hurt you, Dolphin." "H I would prefer you call me Ryan, if you wouldn't mind..." I smiled. "Sure thang Ryan. Now come up here. It's time to sleep." He crawled up into the bed. Then feel asleep.

        I moved my arm and sat up. "H-H..?" Ryan said as he sat up. When he tried rubbing his eyes, he flintched. "God damn this hurts.." "Let me see." I said and held out my hand. He placed his wrist in my hand. Gently, I turned it over and looked at it. "They don't look to bad. But they will definitly stay for a while, and hurt like hell too." He nodded and pulled them away. "You know...it really hurt me when Rusher said 'it' last night." I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and drew him closer. "I know...He was being an ass Did it on purpose. He doesn't diserve you. You are amazing, and beautiful, and kind. Everything Rusher isn't. He...He told me that he only wanted you for..." He looked up into my eyes. "For what?" "Your body." He looked away. "Yeah...kinda figured. Considering all he ever did was kiss and touch me. And h-hit me..." He placed a hand over his bruised side. "Hey...It's okay. He is an ass. And if you don't feel safe tell someone. And I mean when you get home. Tell your dad, or the police.  Someone. Okay?" He nodded, rubbing his hair on me. "You should cut that bud." He giggled. "Never." I smiled. The I heard movment outside the door. "Wanna go see if everyone's up?" I asked. He hesitated, then nodded. He got up first, then I followed. We heard talking from the livingroom and headed there. Mitch and Tomahawk sat whispering on the couch. "Hey guys." I said. Tomahawk looked at me fast, then looked away. "What...happened last night?" He asked. Ryan's shoulders slumped and he looked at the ground. "Rusher attacked Ryan last night. They arn't together anymore." I said, not going into detail. "What?" Micth said, standing. "You guys where so cute together. Is he still here? How did he hurt you?" Ryan just shifted uncomfertably. "I don't think he wants to talk..." I said, lightly. "Is Rusher here?" Tomahawk asked, looking right at me. I hesitated, then nodded. "Why?" he asked calmly, but still staring. "Because I wasn't going to kick him out at night." "How did he hurt you?" Mitch asked Ryan again. "He...He..." Ryan started. "He woke up last night-" I cut him off, then he cut me off. He stuck his arm out infront of me. "No, H. I-I'll say it." He took in a breath and I nodded. "Last night Rusher brought me to the guest room, and raped m-me.. Then he hit me. Then he hit me. And more toward this morning, late still, he hit me again and I told him we were over." 

        He still had his head down. His hair hung loosly around his face. He wasn't crying, or whimpering, or hick-uping. Just standing there. "Oh god, Ryan...I'm so sorry..." Mitch said and gently wrapped his arms around his shoulders. For a long moment, Ryan just stood there. Then he hugged Mitch back. And we heard voices and foot steps in the hall.        

        Rusher and Graser.