Roadtrip Oneshots (BxB)

A moment too late (part 2)

thank u to @itsnotchels for helping me with the first couple paragraphs of this

also: trigger warning. i already said everything i wanted to say in the first part, but this is the kind of aftermath

Sonny's P.O.V.

"Hey Sonny, dinner's ready" Jack's voice filled the room. i turned around to see his head peeping through the door. i nodded and held my pointer finger up signalling to give me a minute. he smiled and disappeared, leaving my door cracked slightly open. suddenly, a loud crash from down the hall came out of nowhere

i jumped, turning around. i rip the phone away from my ear as i make my way to the door, looking both ways of the hallway. i put the phone back up to my ear.

"Mum, I'll call you back," i say as i end the call. i make my way to Rye's door, about to reach for the doorknob when a hand grabs my shoulder. i'm turned around and Brooklyn's staring at me concerned written over his face as he glanced passed me, towards Rye's room.

"he just needs space. leave him be for now and we'll check up on him later. this is normal for him" Brooklyn said, his eyes steady. My eyebrows scrunched in confusion, worried as to why Brooklyn didn't even want to check on him.

"are you sure-"

"Sonny," he stated softly, his hand not leaving my shoulder. "trust me, just go down to eat with us and we'll check on him later,"

hesitantly, i nodded, dragging myself down the hallways with Brooklyn following behind me. i took one last look at the door before turning the corner.

-x-

as i entered the kitchen, andy and jack were dishing up. Andy looked up at us and frowned, clearly noticing that Rye was missing. but before i could speak up, there was another loud crash from upstairs and a look of understanding crossed his face and i started to wonder how much this happened.

we sat down in silence, eating and listening to the loud crashes coming from above us. i looked across the table and the others looked worried, but still, they didn't make any move to check on him.

"guys are you certain we shouldn't go up and check on him" i said, not caring how desperate i sounded. Andy sighed, placing his fork down.

"Sonny. Rye gets like this. he gets upset, then angry and then he calms down. the last time we went to check on him while he was like this...well, Jack ended up with a broken nose. please trust us. Rye likes to be left alone"

i sighed in defeat, picking at my food. part of me wanted to believe Andy, but the nagging sensation that something was seriously wrong with Rye. after the way he broke down in my room and was about to tell me something important...I just couldn't shake the feeling.

"did he...did he try and talk to any of you today?" Brooklyn asked quietly, picking at his food.

"yeah...but I told him we would talk later. I felt bad...he looked pretty upset..." Jack admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.

"same here. I mean it must have been important. you know how Rye hates talking about his feelings" Andy trailed off.

my stomach dropped and my heart leapt into my throat as I noticed it had gone eerily silent upstairs. of course, the others hadn't noticed, too busy wallowing in self pity.

"guys..." I spoke, my voice going up slightly as they all silenced. realisation hit all of them, as they had finally noticed Rye had stopped making noise.

"Shit" Andy swore. I jumped from seat and darted up the stairs, Jack hot on my tail. I swung Ryes door open and gasped at the scene.

his mirror was shattered, blood caught in some of the shards. his mantle peace had been wiped completely, china littering the floor. I picked up the only thing that didn't seem as damaged. it was a photo of all 5 of us. the glass had been cracked, but it wasn't fully broken.

I turned to Jack, who looked just as shocked at the mess as I did. a scream came from the other side of the house, making us rush to where it was coming from.

as soon as I saw it, I felt like passing out. a sobbing Andy held a lifeless body in his arms, screaming at him to wake up. Brooklyn had seemed to go into some sort of catatonic shock as he stood un-moving and staring at them both.

Jack picked up a bottle of sleeping pills, going pale and promptly throwing up in the sink. Andy turned to me, desperate as he shouted for me to call an ambulance.

with shaking hands, I complied. after doing so I fell to my knees beside Andy, wrapping him tightly to me as he continued to scream and sob, running his hands through Rye's hair.

-x-

hi. I have an excuse this time. recently, I haven't been doing to well mentally due to some drama but i'm getting there.

again, thanks to my lovely Chelsea for offering her help and actually wanting to write this for me, love u lots hun xxx

part 3?¿

-Lauren xx