One... Two... Three

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*warning this chapter is very dark it has conversations with the mind and triggering sences and speech about death*🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Future ryes pov
At least they didnt take me then my life is hell now and i dont know how much lomger i can hold on for but i have to.
*bsvk outside of ryes house*
Unknown: Boss
Ryes dad: WHAT do you want now you only phoned me a few minutes ago
Unknown: sorry boss but that boy with  rye he just whent out
Ryes dad: that's good give him a bit of a scare
Unknown: yes boss right away
*back in ryes house*
Ryes pov (in ryes mind)
He's gonna come back the person that beat you up and you'll  still be too weak, grow the fuck up rye you'll never be worth anything. Your dad was right you should of died a long time ago.
(Out of ryes mind there's a knock at the door)
I turn around to look at the door I don't think its Andy because hes out but what harm will it do to have a look. I whent to the door and unlocked it but still made sure I had the chane on and I looked outside but no one was there maybe I'm going crazy. So I shut the door and locked it again but there another knock and I started to panic and I felt like I was going to be sick like I did this morning, I ran upstairs in the bathroom and was sick what is wrong with me I'm scared.

I heard my phone ring inside my pocket so I answered it
*phone call*
Rye: hello... hello
Ryes dad: hello son miss me
Rye: no..  No..  LEAVE ME ALONE *crying*
Ryes dad: I'm never going to leave you alone until you get that your worthless and mean nothing and that you  should be dead  rather then wasting oxygen
Rye:*silence *
Ryes dad: your still as weak as I last saw you Ryan and I promise I will get what I want and you will die
*phone call ends*
(Ryes mind)
He's right you don't deserve anything your just a waste of oxygen and you deserve to die
Rye : SHUT UP... please shut up *crying*
(Ryes mind)
I'll never shut up come on rye ease the pain it's the only way to feel better
*rye stands up and gets something from his past out of the draw and sits back down*
(Ryes mind)
There you go your doing the right thing rye I'll help you let's count to three and you'll do it as much as you want... ready..
Rye:*crying* yes
(Ryes mind)
Okay then...  One
Rye*still crying * :one
(Ryes mind)  two
Rye*shakealy*: two
(Ryes mind) three
Rye : three

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