"Hello?" Ryan answered as I sat down on my couch with my feet up on the small coffee table.
"Hey Ryan, it's me. Braylon."
"What's up Braylon?"
"Nothing much. Tired as fuck." My voice cracked a little which made me nervous.
"Sorry for getting you fucked up last night."
"It's ok."
"What are you doing today?"
"Nothing. Probably gonna get ready to go to Oregon."
"Oregon? What's there?"
"I need to go see someone. Talk to them for a while."
"Oh. I see."
"Hey, Ryan. Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"Do you know a girl by the name Kyana Blachard?"
"Kyana, yeah. I haven't talked to her in years. Rumors said she died and others say she's married. I used to have the biggest crush on her in high school. I thought we were gonna get married, but when she graduated, she stopped talking to me. I've looked for her ever since, but I've given up."
My heart was beating like a snare drum, "Can we meet later?"
"Where?"
"My house."
"Ok."
I gave him my address and I waited for him to come. My heart and my mind were racing and when the sound of his fist hitting the door, I knew, I knew what I needed to do. I didn't know him as a man for long, but if he talked to me about myself, I'd come out to him. I needed to. To explain everything.
I opened the door and he walked in, sitting on the couch and I kept my hat and voice low.
"So what did you want to talk about?"
"I want you to tell me everything you know on this, Kyana."
"She has long black hair, dark brown eyes, a beautiful white smile that you can never forget, a slender body, and is the most amazing girl I've ever met."
"How long did you two know each other?"
"Two years. When she graduated, I never heard from her. I'd text her and she'd never reply. People said that she got married to some guy named Jackson, but I didn't believe them. They also said that she had two other boyfriends before that, Tyler and something like Sean or something?"
"Dean."
"Yeah, wait, how do you know?"
"Continuing, how the hell did you hear that she was married?"
"Some guy named Ryker."
The name, Ryker. The Sacramento Rivals. How did Ryan know him?
"Ok. So you believe that Kyana's dead?"
"Yeah. I mean, six years later and haven't heard from her since."
"What if," I breathed in, I needed to do this, "in told you she wasn't dead."
"What! Really? Where is she!"
"I'll be back." I said standing up.
I went into my bedroom, took my hair out of the hat, made it straight, undressed, threw on black skinny jeans, black boots, a blue and black flannel, my wedding ring, and to complete, my original vest that said my last name, Blanchard on it. And as I through on some makeup, I walked slowly back out and I stopped in the hallway, I kept my voice low, "Ryan. Close your eyes."
"Umm, ok."
I walked out and reveled myself as I stood in front of him.
"Open them."
As I looked at him, he slowly opened his eyes and when he saw me, his eyes filled with tears.
"K- Kyana?" He stood up and hugged me.
"Yes. It's me Ryan."
I could feel every muscle of his body as he continued to sob for a minute. I could tell that he was shocked.
When he let go of me, he looked me in the eyes and smiled the biggest smile that I've ever seen.
He stared at me, and all of the sudden, his lips were on mine.
He kissed me on my mouth tightly as I had to stop myself from kissing back.
"R- Ryan." I said pushing him slightly off.
"What?"
"Those rumors you heard about me being married," I held up my hand as I moved his hands off my hips, "they're true."
The glistening diamond ring hit Ryan hard as he sat down and freaked out, "I'm so sorry." He looked like he was having a mini panic attack.
I sat down next to him and kissed him on the lips as hard as I could so he'd stop panicking. When I stopped, his eyes grew.
"Ryan, Jax is dead."
"Jax?"
"My husband."
"What? Really?"
"He- he killed himself to protect me and my two step children and their mom."
"How did he kill himself?"
"He slammed himself into the front of a semi. He went out the same way his dad went."
"I'm- I'm so sorry."
I moved closer to him, "It's ok. I just wished he'd stay longer. For my son to meet his dad."
"Son?"
"I have a baby who has a head disease. We're not sure if he's gonna make it."
"That's terrible. I mean-" I cut him off as I grabbed his hand and kissed him.
I continued as I stood up and pulled him back into my bedroom and started to make out with him, moving my hands toward his shirt as I tugged it then threw it off.
"This is a dream came true." He moaned as I continued making out with him.
As we got more into it, my eyes started filling with years as he took off my pants and shirt. I couldn't stop thinking about Jax.
Ryan then started to get on top of me as I stopped him and cried. I couldn't stop myself.
I rolled to my side and he but his arms around me, "what's wrong baby?"
I sniffed and wiped my eyes, "I can't. I can't stop thinking ab-about Jax."
He kissed me on the back of my neck as I could tell he saw the Sons tattoo, "look at me Kyana."
"I can't Ja- Ryan."
"You miss him don't you?"
"Yes. I can't do anything anymore without him. I'm lost."
I turned and looked Ryan in the eyes as I kissed him, "I'm so sorry."
He kissed me back, "Don't apologize. You don't need to."
He got out of the bed and got dressed as I panicked and cried as he smiled and opened the door? "I love you Kyana. Thank you for that."
"I- I love you too Ryan."
He smiled and shut the door, and then I heard my front door close.
"Jax. I can't move on. I can't. I'll never be able to live my life without you here. I'm gonna see you soon baby. I'll be broken if I don't."
This was it. Oregon, back to Charming, then back here. I had a plan that needed to play out, and I need to see my baby. After he's out, I knew everything that was gonna happen, I needed to make it happen.
I got out of bed, dressed back into a man, and when I left the house, I locked it and took my car key and put it in my car, got on my motorcycle, and drove to the hospital.
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Cry's Of Hell: Book One to the Cry's Of Hell Series
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