This is a story my friend and I wrote randomly when we were bored...please review!! The stars were when it changed from me to her. (I start off) OH and Ryan is a girl.
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RYAN
Staring at the phone I debated weather to pick it up. I wish I could have picked up the guts to call him. I just didn’t know what I would say. I missed having him near me. I missed him terribly. I don’t even know what ended things. Why did we go our separate ways? Why hasn’t he called me to get back together? I couldn’t stand it. I missed him. So bad.
HE NEEDS TO CALL ME! I was always the one to call in our relationship. It was like I wore the pants in the relationship. I just didn’t understand why he didn’t care anymore. We used to be so strong…
*
I shook my head, trying to rid myself of these thoughts. I decided to add something less routine to my schedule so I wouldn’t have to spend so much time thinking about him. Jason. Even the name gave me shivers. I shook my head again and jumped off of the futon in my room that the phone table was situated next to. I ran down the stairs, jumping every third step and opened the front door to bright sunlight. The sunshine filled my eyes and I felt a slight bit better than I had just seconds ago.
I skipped down the steps and into the street. I hopped onto my bike and began to pedal. I turned a corner, not realizing where I was going, my mind numbed by the sheer happiness of being out of that room. It wasn’t until the front tire of my bike nudged his body sprawled on the sidewalk that I realized where I was.
It wasn’t till I realized where I was that I noticed his body sprawled on the sidewalk.
*
JASON WAS LYING THERE! What the heck was wrong with him?! His right arm was twisted in an impossible angle. When I hopped off my bike and crouched next to him, I saw his breathing had been a struggle, and then it stopped completely. He wasn’t just lying in the street for some random reason. He was dead. My boyfriend was dead, and I had no idea why. I started crying, mumbling things I didn’t understand. His blue eyes would never look at me again. His smile would never warm my heart again. I was still sitting there when a hand rested on my shoulder.
I looked up and Tyler Redmond was standing over me. Ugh. Its not that I didn’t like talking to him, Tyler was very nice. But he was in other words, not good looking. I didn’t like him that way, but he always tried to do make me like him. He was so confusing. His green eyes looked down at me with concern.
“Ryan, what’s wrong? You look sad…” How on earth could he not see?! My boyfriend was lying here dead!
“Tyler don’t you see!? He’s dead! Jason is dead!” He looked at me like I was crazy. How could nobody see Jason and help him?
“Ryan, something’s wrong, no one is here. Jason is back at the Lodge eating Lunch. He’s not dead.” I looked at him with obvious confusion. But Jason was right here. I looked down and he no longer was there. It was like none of it had happened. I was little comforted by the thought Jason was still alive. Why had I seen him dead?
*
“Ry, why don’t you get up off the ground and grab your bike. I’ll take you home,” he said, his eyes crinkling in confusion. He offered me his hand.
“Ty-tyler,” I began, my whole body shaking by my experience. “I don’t want to go home. I want to see Jason.”
“I don’t think that’s such a great idea.” Tyler blushed and I knew he knew something that he wasn’t letting onto.
“Take me to see Jason, Tyler,” I commanded, standing up and looking him in the eye. “Now.”
“I can’t. I’ve got to get going.” Tyler crammed his hands into his jacket pockets and started walking backwards. “Try to get some sleep.”
“Tyler! You’ve gotta believe me! I promise he was right here!”
Tyler looked down. He seemed to be pulled in two directions. I mean, it was obvious that he was hiding something for Jason, and I know the whole “bros before hoes” thing, but really! Couldn’t he tell that I was desperate? And wouldn’t his instincts as a guy kick in soon and tell him to always, always, always help a damsel in distress?
“Tyler. Please, believe me,” I said. I noticed that I was crying, and a little part inside of me was happy because that made the “damsel in distress” thing really work.
“I said he was in the Lodge,” he mumbled. His eyes were begging me to go home but I knew I had to get to the bottom of this.
*
I decided to flirt. I knew it was wrong since I had Jason, but I had to get him to tell me. I sniffled my nose and wiped my eyes dry of tears.
“Tyler…please…” I walked toward him and wrapped my arms around his neck. It worked, he was such a sucker. His breath caught and he didn’t say anything.
“Please take me to Jason, I’m a little frazzled about what I just saw. I need to see him, just to make sure he is okay…you wouldn’t want your best friend hurt, would you?” I asked, very innocently. I leaned into him a tiny bit and kissed his collarbone. His arms wrapped around my waist. I didn’t think he would take it that seriously. Jeeze.
“Ryan…I don’t know…you see, he’s kind of busy…” His will power was weakening, I knew it.
“Aw, what do you mean?” he needed to break and give me some information!
“Ryan, Jason is…um…” He was stumbling around afraid to say it. But what!?
“On my way to see you! How are you baby?” Jason came walking up to me and grabbed me out of Tyler’s arms. He reined kisses all over me and I caught Tyler’s reaction. His eyes showed hatred. They also showed a little bit of sadness. Like he still new something I shouldn’t.
“I wanted him to find you easier, so I tried making you stay where you were,” Tyler explained. Well I guess that was okay.
*Jason smiled tightly at Tyler.
“I guess I’ll get going now,” Tyler said, hooking his thumb over his shoulder. He nodded and began to walk away, his head bent forward, as if the knowledge it held was weighing him down. When he turned the corner I spun around and smacked Jason’s arms off of my waist.
“Where the heck have you been the last, um, I don’t know, week?!” I shrieked, walking toward my bike. Jason turned to me.
“I got busy, babe,” he said, smiling at me. He started walking, but I picked my bike up off the sidewalk.
“Ok, well I think I’m going to go get busy elsewhere,” I said, lifting my leg to get on the bike. But, of course, karma got the best of me and I got caught in the bike chain and was sent flying to the ground.
I was ready for this, because, if you didn’t already know, these things happen to me all the time. What I wasn’t prepared for was being caught—by Tyler no less! His face was inches from mine and I could smell the mint of the gum he was chewing.
“What the…?” Jason shouted, jumping towards the two of us and ripping me from Tyler’s arms for a second time in the past three minutes.
*
“Hey, I just didn’t want her to get hurt. And it didn’t look like you were busting your butt to save her. She could have broken an arm!” He yelled at Jason.
“She wasn’t going to get hurt. So you can calm down, she’s my girlfriend I can take care of her!” Jason said back. “Why are you still here anyway?”
“Um, I went the wrong way…” He explained, obviously lying.
“Well leave Ryan alone. She is mine. Don’t be blowing your breath all over her.” He was glaring at Tyler. For some reason, I wanted to be with Tyler at the moment, not Jason. Don’t get me wrong I love Jason. But when I feel he is hiding something from me, I just don’t feel anything. Then there is Tyler. He is so sweet to me, even if I thought I didn’t like him that way. Looking at him now, after he had been sweet to me today, I didn’t see him as ugly anymore. His eyes sparkled with desire, brown hair blowing slightly from the wind. Is it possible to like more then one guy at the moment?
“What if I don’t want to?” he asked.
“Then face the consequences.” Jason told him. I didn’t want them to get into a fight over me in the street.
“Okay, I will.” He pulled me away from Jason, wrapped me in his warm arms, and brushed his lips to mine. I think he meant to just touch our lips. But something happened when we touched. Fire was everywhere. Everywhere Tyler touched grew hot as if on fire. Strange how his lips were so soft on such a strong and edgy boy. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him as close as I could. I wanted every line of him touching me. I was in heaven. Too bad Tyler got knocked away from me with a punch. Jason had punched Tyler! They were fighting in front of me now. It was scary. I didn’t want either of them hurt. But when I saw Tyler’s fist go into Jason’s nose, I knew it wasn’t going to be good. Blood gushed everywhere and I got scared for both of them.
“You will never touch her again the next time I see you. I swear Redmond, I will hurt you.” He stalked off into the shadows and left me and Tyler alone. Nice thinking Jason. I was pleased to see nothing had been damaged on Tyler. I walked up to him and hugged him. I felt him nuzzle into my hair. This was odd how fast all this came on to me. I think…I think I was falling in love with Tyler Redmond.
*
Tyler sighed and backed away.
“Ryan, we can’t do this,” he said.
I felt the energy of the past hour draining out of me. Tyler started to walk away when he looked back and noticed my bike. It was splattered in blood from the fight and a little dented from where Tyler had fallen into it.
“I’ll walk you home,” he said, a small smile on his otherwise serious face. He walked towards me and gripped my bike with his big hands.
We walked slowly toward my dreary, desolate, entirely empty, house.
Tyler began whistling a song I had never heard before. The notes flew up and came down in a gentle song.
“Tyler, what is that?” I asked, touching his hand on the bicycle seat.
“Oh, nothing.” He seemed oddly embarrassed.
“Oh, well then it’s a beautiful nothing,” I said, smiling at him.
“Thanks.”
I decided that I didn’t want to go home, not just yet. I was hungry and still a little too shaken up to just sit in my bed.
“Let’s go to the lodge,” I said. “I’m hungry.”
Tyler spun the bike around, obligingly. We walked in silence this time, with no cheerful whistling following us.
*
I was kind of disappointed that Tyler wasn’t whistling. I wanted him to talk. I guess it is kind of awkward when we had just kissed. But still.
“Is that okay with you?” I asked, I mean, if he didn’t want to go there then we could always go somewhere else.
“Uh… sure. I don’t care really, whatever you want to do.” But in response his stomach growled angrily in hunger. He started laughing. I decided I liked his laugh. It was deep, but not scary deep. It was almost comforting. Soft, deep booming laugh. I giggled my stupid high pitched laugh. That only made him laugh more.
“Is that your real laugh?” he said between tears. He was laughing so hard he was crying. I didn’t know why, my laugh wasn’t that funny.
“Yes. What’s wrong with it?” I asked. He must have thought he offended me because he stopped walking.
“No, I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant it was…um, cute. Not that I didn’t like it or it was weird.” I loved seeing him stumble for the right words. It was pretty funny. I smiled up at him and realized we were at the Lodge already.
We walked in and sat down at a table. Tyler had chained my bike to the bike rack outside. It felt a little bit weird, but a little bit good to have him sit across from me. I was the only thing he could look at. Other then menu, and since he had found what he wanted I found it hard to concentrate on food. He was staring at me and it was making me self conscious.
*
“What?” I finally asked after several awkward silences. “Do I have food stuck in my teeth or something?” I quickly covered my mouth with my hand.
“No, no, nothing like that,” Tyler said, unthinkingly taking my hand and holding it across the table. I wrapped my fingers around his and then he looked down.
He started mumbling things I couldn’t understand. He tore his hand away from mine and stood up.
“I’ve got to go.” The door to the Lodge opened and I saw his eyes flicker to it then back to my face. He sat back down. “Never mind.” He ate a French Fry off of my plate and smiled. I had no idea why he was acting like this. He looked me in the eyes and I noticed a frantic edge to the way he now gripped the table.
“Tyler, what is going on?” I said. I heard a girl’s laugh from a couple tables behind us, and a waitress talking to a young boy asking for a hot dog.
The Lodge was usually warm and inviting, but was it just me that felt like it was the opposite of that today?
The girl’s laugh grew louder and more annoying and I thought nothing of it, except for Shut up when I noticed another guy laughing with her. I knew that laugh. I had been the reason to that laugh so many times.
Suddenly both laughs stopped and I glared at Tyler.
“Tyler, is it…”
“Ryan, don’t turn around,” he was begging.
I ignored him and slowly spun around, angry tears forming in my eyes.
It was happening.
*
Jason was with another girl. Stroking her arms, talking to her sweetly, then leaned in to kiss her repeatedly. So many things he used to do with me. She laughed shyly and it reminded me of myself before I met Jason. Sweet, innocent, and unsure about things. He was cheating on me. Jason was cheating on me. My boyfriend was CHEATING on me. That’s why Tyler hadn’t wanted me to turn around. I looked back at Tyler. His body a blur due to the tears in my eyes.
“Ryan…I-” I didn’t let him finish.
“Be right back.” I got up, tears streaming down my face, angry hot. I picked up the nearest drink and walked over to Jason. He was still exchanging saliva. Jerk.
“Hey, jerk. You look a little hot.” I dumped the coke all over him. Or I think it was coke. I didn’t care. I was mad at him. The girl squealed. She didn’t like coke all over herself. Get over it.
“Ryan! No don’t think..” I walked away. I didn’t want to listen. I would never listen to him again. I slouched in my chair across from Tyler.
“Ry, I’m so sorry.” He should be apologizing. Why hadn’t he told me?! I wasn’t done being angry so I splashed him with his water. He was just a little more fortunate then Jason. At least he wasn’t sticky.
“What!? What did I do?!” he asked frantically, ringing out his shirt.
“Why didn’t you tell me!” I was too angry to sit so I stormed out of the Lodge and to my bike. I was about to give up on boys once a for all. You think they are nice, then they go and do crap like that to you. I give up.
*
I saw both Tyler and Jason come out of the Lodge pushing and shoving and I scrambled to unchain my bike before they got to me. I didn’t succeed.
“Ryan!” Tyler started running to me and Jason followed him. I saw the girl who had been with Jason walk out of the Lodge with tears streaming down her face. She must not have known.
Tyler reached me first, and while he looked nervous, he held my arm in an unbreakable grip.
Jason came up behind him and looked at me from beneath his long, blonde eyelashes. Crap. I would never be able to look at another guy with blonde hair and blue eyes ever again.
“Ryan, I’m sorry,” Tyler whispered urgently, pushing his face into mine so I couldn’t help but looking into his eyes. Since there was no other alternative, I did the adult thing. I slammed my eyes shut tightly and crossed my arms. I stuck my tongue out at him. Ha. I heard Tyler chuckle and I felt the corner of my mouth pull up a little bit. Then I remembered. I frowned and opened my eyes.
“Tyler, please let go of my arm,” I said, my teeth clenched together. He let go, but still stayed right next to me. Jason pushed him aside and gathered me in his arms. Since there was no way I was getting out of this one, I just stayed perfectly still, like a cactus, or a tree, or a brick wall. No one wants to hug those.
“Babe,” Jason began. “You know I love you. What you saw back there was, was…”
“A jerk?” Tyler asked, butting back in.
*
“I wasn’t going to say that…I was going to say a mistake. You see, she’s my ex-girlfriend and she started kissing me.” I rolled my eyes. I truly hated his arms around me.
“Oh yea right, I’m sure that’s what it was. I can’t stand it anymore Jason, you make me do stuff for you that hurts other people. I’m done, I don’t want to do that anymore. I cant hurt Ryan more then she already is.” Tyler was so sweet. I wouldn’t mind his arms around me. In fact, it was an appealing offer. I shoved away from Jason, not caring about his reaction and walked over to Tyler.
“Thank you…” I whispered as he embraced me.
“Anytime.” He whispered against my ear. Goose bumps rose all the way down to my toes at his breath tickling my ear.
“Ryan, I don’t…know what to do now.” I didn’t want to talk to Jason, I wanted to say I don’t want to be with him, but I just didn’t know if I could.
“Leave, I’d say its pretty much done Jason. She doesn’t want you anymore. You’re hurting her. Every day you hurt her more. Just, let her heal.” Tyler was so into protecting me and I loved that about him.
“Is that what you want Ryan? For me to leave you alone, for us to break up?” He asked me. I was afraid to say yes, but I knew I would be better off without him.
“Yes…” I whispered quietly. “I’m sorry.” I told him. It felt good to know I didn’t have to look my best all the time, I’m guessing I could wear sweats and a t-shirt around Tyler and he would find me just as appealing. That was good. No more Jason. NO MORE. I was smiling as I saw him walk off. I snuggled closer to Tyler’s chest, he smelt so dang good. He kissed the top of my head.
“Now that that is over with, what would you like to do?” he asked me. I honestly didn’t know.
*
I watched Jason walk off in my peripheral vision. He walked sadly, like it was some big loss. I shook my head and turned back to Tyler. He looked down and smiled. Then his eyes grew wide and he stepped away from me. I was hurt.
“No, I’m sorry,” he exclaimed, backing away. “Ryan, I-I love you. We can’t do this.”
“What?” I was so confused, my head hurt. All these things were spinning around in my mind; today I had laughed, I had cried, I had loved, I had hated. My head was spinning round and round.
Jason reached the street and crossed it without looking both ways. The idiot always did this. He thought he was too cool for the rules. Haha, really.
I turned toward Tyler. He was backing farther and farther away. I stepped forward, the tears flowing out of my eyes, again. He was slipping away. The guy who I thought would help me. I mean, we’ve been friends since, what? Kindergarten? And he had just helped me through one of the strangest days I’ve ever had.
I saw Tyler’s sweet face, then it transformed into a mask of fear. He began to run toward the street that Jason had just crossed.
I spun around and saw something that made my heart stop. Jason was lying on the sidewalk, his arm dangling off of his shoulder, his face bloody, along with everything else on his body.
I began to run, tripping clumsily with fear. Tyler shouted something that sounded like stay where you are but I continued toward his broken body. I mean, sure, the guy was scum, and he had cheated on me, but that didn’t mean I wanted him dead. I reached them and knelt down next to him on the pavement.
*
He was bleeding so much! It was just like I had seen him earlier today. Only this was real, and Tyler saw him. I don’t think I could’ve watched him get hit. I would have gagged. Tyler came next to me and crouched by me. He didn’t seem to care about Jason, but worried about me.
“Ryan, calm down, its okay. Its all right.” I don’t see how he could be saying this when a dead person was right next to him! I flipped out my cell phone to call 911. someone had to come help him. It was then I heard Tyler stop with whatever he was saying.
“Ryan…don’t, don’t do that. Don’t call anyone. Its fine.” How could it be fine!? I looked up at him. He was calm, like nothing was happening. I looked down, I reached out to lift Jason’s head up off the dirty ground. But my hand went through…air. He wasn’t there anymore.
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Well thats all we have for chapter one. Tyler's point of view is the next chapter
I'm off to read chapter two now, lol.