True Colors (Sequel to Colorful) [Adopted by Emblem3]

Chapter 29: Doesn't mean shit to me

Song of the Chapter: cleaning out my closet by Eminem

SORRY ITS SHORT I JUST FELT LIKE I NEEDED AN UPDATE MAYBE THIS WILL HELP ME GET BACK UP AND WRITING

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Drew's POV:

"Okay. I'll go too." I finally gave in. "But, I'm only going for Ryder."

I can't hurt her again. It's not fair to her.

There was a knock at the door, I got up and opened it to a man standing there. One thing was wrong though. He had a gun.

"C-Can I help you?" I gulped.

"Where is she?" He asked, obviously very angry.

His eyes shifted from me to Ryder, who had just walked in.

I've never, in my life, heard anything louder than that scream. Then, she was gone.

"Give me my fucking daughter." He yelled.

Then it hit me. That was Ryder's father. The one that abused and molested her countless times.

I didn't hesitate for a second and my fist made contact with his face.

Everyone else must have realized it too because, Wes and Keats were by my side in .2 seconds while Tyler and Kelsey went to find Ryder.

"Please, let me just talk to her." He begged.

"No. There's no way in fucking Hell that you will ever go near here." I instantly denied.

"I've changed I swear. Please I just want to talk to her, only for a minute." He pleaded.

"I can't. After knowing what you did to her before, I just can't." I said. There's no way that I'll ever trust him.

"I'll talk to him." Ryder said from behind me. Just looking at her, clinging to Tyler for dear life, you could tell she was mortified but, she's a fighter and she knows what she needs to do to get the closure she deserves.

He started walking in but I put my hand up to stop him.

"Give me the fucking gun." I demanded, holding out my hand.

He sighed, handing it to me.

We all sat down, never once did my eyes leave him. I can't risk it.

Ryder's POV:

I sat between Drew and Tyler. I had to admit, I was horrified to talk to my so-called "dad".

"I want you to come live with me." He instantly said, seeming to have no thought to it.

"No. Oh my fucking God, no. What the hell makes you think that I would ever do that, after what you put me through?" I almost screamed.

"Maybe the fact that I'm your real father?!"

I just laughed. "You could never be my dad. How about you just forget about it. Leave me alone, forever. Just go rot in Hell. I just need you out of my life. You don't mean shit to me."

"I can't live with myself, knowing I did all of this to you." He sighed.

"Just fucking leave!" I yelled as I started to cry.

My eyes were shut as I heard yelling back and forth between Wes, Drew and My 'Dad'. All I felt was a pair of arms around me as I was pushed to their chest, I recognized it as Keaton's.

I suddenly heard a high pitched scream from Kelsey, causing me to open my eyes, to a gun point straight at me.

Lord save my soul.

Behind the trigger? My dad.

But, the gun was turned as he pointed it at his own head. And he pulled the trigger.

I watched my father commit his own suicide.