Birds of a Feather

Chapter 4 -Ryan-

   We laid in our beds, blankets pulled up over our heads. I looked over at Brendon's bed. With the lights off and the only light coming from the bottom of the door it was hard to see him clearly. But I could hear his deep breathing.  He must be worried about why Jonny was so eager to get us to pretend to be asleep. Spencer sat at the foot of my bed watching the door.

     "Hey.. Ryan..?" I hear in a loud whisper.

     "Yeah?" I answer back in a hushed tone as well.

     "Are... are we in danger or trouble of some kind..?" He moved the blanket a bit, and I could see a glimpse of his face.

     "I don't honestly know... I've never seen Jonny like that. But you don't have to worry. He won't let anything happen to us." I say trying to convince myself as well.

     "Right..."

     "So, the person with you. You said his name was Pete right?" Maybe if I distract him from whatever is going on he'll feel a bit better.

     "Yeah. He's making faces at me..."

 I couldn't help but laugh a little.

     "Where is he?"

  I see Brendon's hand move a bit and point to a spot on the ground near his bed. I nod and point to the foot of my bed at Spencer who looks at me.

     "Spencer is over there. He was looking at the door, but he's looking at me now. How old is Pete?"

 Brendon thought for a minute. "I think he's like 30." He flinched then quickly corrected the age to 23.

     "Ah, he's older than us. Spencer is a few days younger than I am."

     "Really?"

     "Really." I looked at the door and sighed. "Let's get some sleep for now. You can tell me more about Pete tomorrow."

    "Ok, sleep well Ryan."

     "You too Brendon."

 I closed my eyes and let my mind wonder until I fell asleep.

When morning came, I awake to see Brendon in my face.

     "See something you like?" I ask startling him. His face flushed red and he went to his bed.

     "Sorry... You were mumbling I thought you were awake..."

  I sat up and laughed. He looked at me puzzlingly.

     "I didn't realize I mumbled in my sleep. Do you know what I was saying?" I looked at him as he shook his head.

     "I couldn't tell..."

     "Darn."

     "Do you want me to pay attention next time?"

 I thought about his offer and quickly declined.

     "I don't think that'd be a good idea. Knowing my luck I'd be talking about some naughty stuff."

 His face flushed thinking about it and I laughed.

     "Do I have to keep my eye on you?"

     "No, of course not!" He retaliated holding up his hands.

  I was going to start teasing him again when our door opened causing us both to look over. Anna stood at the door bringing in a tray with 4 plastic cups. Two with pills and 2 with water. She set the tray down on the table between me and Brendon's beds and handed Brendon's his first.