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Chapter 3 – Sorry It Had To End This Way
Brendon’s POV
Ryan was sitting on his bed crying and Pete was sitting next to him, comforting him. I almost screamed. But I’m too manly to scream.
‘Ryan?’ Pete said softly, ‘Brendon is here.’ Ryan sighed before looking up at me.
‘Give us a minute, Pete,’ Ryan said, just loud enough for me to hear. Pete looked confused, he didn’t know whether to stay or leave. “It’s fine Pete.” Ryan whispered.
“Yeah I just wanna talk.” I said. Pete sighed before saying, “I’ll be outside if you need me.”
When he shut the door behind him, I walked towards Ryan. He narrowed his eyes at me causing me to stop.
“I thought you were hurt and I-“ I started saying.
“Shut up Brendon.” He hissed.
“But Ryan…”
“No Brendon, you said to stay away from you-“
“Yeah I didn’t-“ I moved closer to where he was sitting.
“-you said never to come near you again-“
“-I’m sorry-“ Closer again.
“-YOU LEFT ME THERE!!!” He got up and stood right in front of me.
“-I was confused!”
“HOW DO YOU THINK I WAS FUCKING FEELING!!!”
“I LIKE YOU RY!!!”
“What?” I grabbed his face and kissed him. For a moment he kissed me back and wrapped his arms around me. Then he pulled away.
“No.” He said, “I’m not letting this happen.” I was confused. Isn’t this what he wanted?
“But I…” I started to say.
“No fucking way am I letting this happen.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the door. “Leave me alone Brendon. I don’t want you to hurt me again.” He pushed me out and slammed the door behind him. Pete glared at me and went in. I made my way to my room and locked the door. I fucked up every good thing!
After a while, I snuck into the kitchen and got a bottle of vodka from the cupboard. Then I went to the medicine box and took a bottle of Ryan’s sleeping pills and snuck back into my room. I relocked the door and put the stuff on the desk. I sat down took my pen and wrote:
I like you but I was too foolish to admit it. Sorry I had to go this way. Have a great life without me fucking it up.
Brendon
I folded it up and wrote his name on it and left it on the desk. Then took the alcohol and pills over to my bed and sat down. “Goodbye.” I put a handful of pills in my mouth and swallowed them with a mouthful of vodka. I shudder and tipped the rest of the pills into my hand, and then I drank the rest of the vodka and lay down on my bed. The last thing I heard before I passed out was,
“Brendon, open the door. I wanna talk. I’m really sorry!”…
Brendon’s POV
Ryan was sitting on his bed crying and Pete was sitting next to him, comforting him. I almost screamed. But I’m too manly to scream.
‘Ryan?’ Pete said softly, ‘Brendon is here.’ Ryan sighed before looking up at me.
‘Give us a minute, Pete,’ Ryan said, just loud enough for me to hear. Pete looked confused, he didn’t know whether to stay or leave. “It’s fine Pete.” Ryan whispered.
“Yeah I just wanna talk.” I said. Pete sighed before saying, “I’ll be outside if you need me.”
When he shut the door behind him, I walked towards Ryan. He narrowed his eyes at me causing me to stop.
“I thought you were hurt and I-“ I started saying.
“Shut up Brendon.” He hissed.
“But Ryan…”
“No Brendon, you said to stay away from you-“
“Yeah I didn’t-“ I moved closer to where he was sitting.
“-you said never to come near you again-“
“-I’m sorry-“ Closer again.
“-YOU LEFT ME THERE!!!” He got up and stood right in front of me.
“-I was confused!”
“HOW DO YOU THINK I WAS FUCKING FEELING!!!”
“I LIKE YOU RY!!!”
“What?” I grabbed his face and kissed him. For a moment he kissed me back and wrapped his arms around me. Then he pulled away.
“No.” He said, “I’m not letting this happen.” I was confused. Isn’t this what he wanted?
“But I…” I started to say.
“No fucking way am I letting this happen.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the door. “Leave me alone Brendon. I don’t want you to hurt me again.” He pushed me out and slammed the door behind him. Pete glared at me and went in. I made my way to my room and locked the door. I fucked up every good thing!
After a while, I snuck into the kitchen and got a bottle of vodka from the cupboard. Then I went to the medicine box and took a bottle of Ryan’s sleeping pills and snuck back into my room. I relocked the door and put the stuff on the desk. I sat down took my pen and wrote:
I like you but I was too foolish to admit it. Sorry I had to go this way. Have a great life without me fucking it up.
Brendon
I folded it up and wrote his name on it and left it on the desk. Then took the alcohol and pills over to my bed and sat down. “Goodbye.” I put a handful of pills in my mouth and swallowed them with a mouthful of vodka. I shudder and tipped the rest of the pills into my hand, and then I drank the rest of the vodka and lay down on my bed. The last thing I heard before I passed out was,
“Brendon, open the door. I wanna talk. I’m really sorry!”…
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