It's been four years. Four fucking years since I saw George Ryan Ross for the last time. I still don't understand why he left us. Why he left me. I thought we shared a bond. Guess it wasn't mutual... But today I got called, and that call might have changed my life forever... Warnings: -Ryan is terribly fucked up in this story. He had an awful childhood and suffers from some mental problems. He's kinda depressed and stuff, so if you want a happy Ryan you have to find another fanfiction. -Sexual content. I don't put warnings in my chapters. -Boy x boy