Abandoned Hotel, a Randy stories

Chapter 45, A bloody mess

Andy's pov

I was chilling in my bed when suddenly Rye burst into my room. His eyes were dark from hate. In two seconds I felt a pain shooting through my head, followed by dizziness. The room started spinning while the pain located on my jaw. It took me several seconds to realise that Rye had punched me. I hold on to my jaw as Rye sat himself on my lap, he took my wrist and pulled them away from my face.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!" he screamed and he wrecked his wrist in my stomach, making me gasping for air. I need to protect myself! I wanted to move but I couldn't. Move Andy! Too late, another fist wrecked a way on my head. Rye went for another punch, but I quickly moved away making him punch the head end of my bed. Rye was distracted by the pain in his hand, and I used this moment to punch him on his nose. Because of the power I used and the abruptness, Rye fell of me. I quickly got up and limbed towards my desk to hold me up. My head spun like crazy and my stomach and lungs hurt from the punches.

Rye got up and walked towards me to punch me again.

"Wait Rye, please. What's going on?"

"Oh, please don't act all innocent! Emma is pregnant because of you!" It took me a while to realise what he talked about. Shit, that was true. I did that. Rye saw that I recognised what he meant, and that send him over the edge to place another fist in my head. I started to fight back; head, nose, arms, stomach, legs. Everything my fist could touch. I felt blood running over my entire face and Rye had a blue eye and his nose was still bleeding.

He eventually pushed me on my bed and hovered me and pinned me down.

"WHY ANDY! WHY DID YOU DO THIS?! YOU RUINED MY ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE!"

"YOU DESERVED IT! YOU ARE A FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU USED ME. DROPPED ME. BROKE ME! WHAT DID YOU EXPECT ME TO DO?!"

"THEN HATE ME, BUT DON'T DRAG EMMA DOWN WITH THIS!"

"I'M SORRY OK? BUT WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? I CAN'T JUST DRAG THAT KID OUT OF HER!"

I felt a tear fall on my face. Rye was crying, I felt his grip loosen.

"Look, I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt Emma. But you have to realise what you did to me! I am full of questions."

"Like what?" Rye was calmer, but I needed to chose my words carefully if I didn't want another punch.

"Like... Like... What was I to you?"

"You were my best friend."

"Nothing more?" he kept silent. I felt another tear fall down.

"Rye?"

"WHY DID YOU DO THIS!"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU RYE!" I broke and tears started to fill my eyes.

"How did we end up like this, Andy." Rye said with his voice breaking in the meantime.

"I don't know." I said. I started to cry as well. Rye's sobs became louder and he started to shake. Slowly he put his head on my chest what had a with blood drained shirt over it. I listened to his sobs and felt his tears make my shirt wet for what felt like minutes.

"Why did you break up with me?"

Rye placed his hands on the sheets next to my hand and grabbed them firmly.

"I couldn't do it Andy. I just couldn't." I didn't response. I wanted him to say more. Eventually he did:

"I have such a hart time with the whole "gay" thing. I don't want that!" I nodded.

"I get that. I- I'm scared too. You have no idea how I felt when you outed me to your friend group on New Year's Eve. And I'm so scared for the reactions from my family and don't even let me get started about Blair! But the thing is... I was ready for it. I wanted you so bad. I wanted to be happy with the person I loved, and I couldn't care less about what people thought about it. It's my life, not theirs. And I wanted to live it like this, with you."

Rye's hands intertwined with mine.

"I'm scared." He just said.

"I know." I answered.

I have no idea how long we were lying there. Rye on top of me, crying in my chest while I was starting at the ceiling. My head still hurts from the punched and I feel sick. I closed my eyes to sleep and maybe get rid off the pain a little bit, but I got scared when Rye punched his fist into the mattress next to my head and got up. He walked out of my room without saying a word. I got up slowly and looked at the mess in my room. Blood had splattered on my floor and wall. My sheets had blood spots and were all messed up. Stuff had fallen on the ground and some had broken. I walked to my mirror and looked at myself. I didn't looked anything better then my room.
I had a black eye and a bleeding cut above my eyebrow. My nose was bleeding and it had dripped al over my shirt. I lifted up my shirt and saw that my stomach was covered with bruises. My stomach was black and red and blue bruises were paced on my arms and wrist. I took a shower and took care of my wounds. I then started to clean my room. While I was doing this I heard a soft knock on my door. I turned around to see Sonny in my doorway.

"Hey bro." he said with a soft and worried look.

"Hey." I said with a low tone and kept on cleaning. Sonny didn't say anything and just helped me.

When the room was clean Sonny started to talk:
"Rye is a mess." I just nodded.

"I don't get why he just doesn't clear his head?"

I nodded at this "Maybe he needs some help..." I suggested.

"How?" Sonny asked.

"Emma."