The Rykey Handbook

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Hey so uh this was meant to come out earlier but wattpad bloody deleted it all so thanks 🙄

Rye watched as Mikey left the house, driven by anger. Mikey had been really weird recently. He didn't understand why. Why he acted like this. Which was the reason everything collapsed at this house.

Mikey had been isolating himself and hadn't even wanted to appear in any vlogs recently. The boys were getting worried, but also upset that Mikey ignored them and didn't even acknowledge anyone anymore. He seemed to be avoiding every of the four boys. And it hurt.

Things however worsened this night.

Rye watched as Mikey walked inside the room they were all in, heading towards the kitchen. Rye followed him, slamming the door of the cupboard shut as Mikey opened it.

"What's with you?" Mikey growled a little.

"What's with me? No. What's with you! Why are you avoiding us?"

Rye didn't understand. It was his biggest mistake.

"I'm not avoiding you." Mikey snapped, gripping his wrist and yanking it off the cupboard before opening it.

"Yes you are. You're not around in vlogs, you barely talk to us and you're always in your room! Did you ever think about how it's making us feel?"

Mikey laughed punching the cupboard.

"Making you feel? What about me?"

"Don't act like it's all about you because it's not. You ignored us for 3 weeks already. We had enough. We try to get you to talk to us but you're so bloody stubborn all you do is care about yourself only and you're so selfish. We wanted to help you but then you act like we don't care."

As soon as those words left Rye's mouth, he knew he had messed up bad. He really knew.

Mikey's eyes narrowed, filling with tears. The male shoved Rye into a table quite hardly.

Mikey stormed out of the kitchen, causing Rye to follow him. He gripped Mikey's hand hard so he wouldn't leave.

The two stared at each other, each showing anger. Mikey's also showed hurt while Rye's showed an apologetic look.

"You really wanna know? I've been thinking. The band is better off without me. The band doesn't need me. I'm not good at anything apart from editing vlogs. The fans hate me. I messed up. I shouldn't have accepted it. And you guys know it. You never cared did you? Have you seen all those comments? How I ruined the music and how I can't sing and you're only keeping me around because I'm your friend? Well, that's what's got into me. And it's not as if you care anyway. Go back to busy yourself with the vlogs because I'd rather not be part of this anymore. I can't. "

Rye's eyes widened in shock. He never expected him to say that. He couldn't believe it.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He frowned.

"Why would I?" He asked crossing his arms after freeing his hand "it's not as if you'd care. All you care about is the vlogs and the vlogs. I'm the one who edits them so it's not as if you have to worry about that." He snapped.

Rye watched as Mikey walked out of the door.

Part two up soon