That was the good thing about sitting in the rain, no one can tell you're crying away the pain.
The young boy, no older than seventeen, sat in his favorite outdoor spot, sitting in the pouring rain, waiting for everything to turn back to the way it was. But nothing was going to be the same again.
Brendon had pulled the last straw that time. He had done the big thing that even Ryan couldn't change; he had cheated. He had pushed Ryan aside as if he didn't matter, as if his feelings didn't matter. He just went out and kissed another boy.
It was one simple action, then one simple whisper in his ear, that had caused Ryan's world to crash and burn around him. Ryan now had no reason to live. No reason to keep going in life. The one person who had showed him how to live his life was gone. He was now nothing without Brendon by his side.
Brendon and Ryan had been an item for almost two years. Those two years had been the best of Ryan's life. The two were inseparable from the day they met to the day he broke his heart.
Brendon showed Ryan how to be free. They were always teasing each other, mindlessly flirting with one and other. He showed him how to live life to its fullest. At least he had. Now Brendon had moved on from Ryan.
The teenage boy was a player. Ryan knew he was a player from the first day they had met in high school. Brendon was always flirting with other boys, but he had always had a soft spot for Ryan. Now Ryan, being the most depressed kid in the school, could not see that through his eyes. It took Brendon showing him what he had been missing out on all his life, to get him to see that.
Then along came that new boy. Brendon and Spencer had so much in common. He was a rebel, so was Spencer. Perfect match. They were into all the same stuff, bands, style, everything.
At first, Ryan had thought nothing of their little friendship. He wasn't the jealous type. He understood perfectly that people needed space, so he gave Brendon space. Apparently he gave him just a little too much.
Earlier that day, Jon had delivered the bad news; Spencer and Brendon had been caught in a make-out session during behind the main building by Jon himself. It had broke Ryan in two. As if he was now two halves, no longer a whole person. Brendon, his other half, was no longer his. He had cheated on him with his 'friend'.
All the time Ryan had been cuddling up to Brendon. Thinking Brendon really loved him. He was thinking of someone else. He was thinking of Spencer.
The rain did not seem to be lightening up. If anything, it was growing heavier and heavier with every passing moment. There was no light at the end of tunnel for Ryan. He was already drenched, so there was no need to even move.
Passers by didn't even stop to acknowledge his existence on the board walk. They were too concerned about getting under shelter as quickly as possible. Not even giving Ryan a second glance.
That was the good thing sitting in the rain, no one can tell you're crying away the pain.