I came back home from school and flopped down on the couch in the living room. Mum found this new job at the superstore as cashier and she wouldn’t get off from their till 5 in the evening and same goes for Dad. He was also at work so, I was completely alone in the house.
I went to my room to change my clothes and splashed some water on my face. After I was done with that, I trod back down the stairs and entered the kitchen. I opened the fridge to check what mum had left for me to eat but just then my phone rang and I closed the fridge to grab my phone from the coffee table.
Ryan.
I answered the call with a smile on my face and jumped on the couch to sit.
“It’s only been what? 3 hours since you last saw me and you’re already missing me. God, Jessica is right. You won’t be able to survive a day without me.” I spoke in a teasing way, smirking to myself.
“Oh, hello to you too, baby and I’m very well. Thank you for asking though.” He replied sarca
“What did she say now?” “That you told her to stop caring about you. That’s why she left without meeting you. She is hurt by your words.” I exhaled, thanking the lord that she didn’t tell mum about Ryan but again she made me the bad guy in front of her. I know I shouldn’t have said that but she said some pretty disturbing things too. She assumed I was the one who was the reason of Ryan and Ivy’s divorce. “She hurt me with the words too. We’re equal now. She should drop this attitude now.” I rolled my eyes. “Plus, she left without saying goodbye to me. Do you think it didn’t hurt me?” Just then, a car pulled over in the driveway and I knew Mateo was there. He was right on time because I didn’t want any more discussion about Eva with mum. I shuffled to my feet and turned my head to look at her. “Is it okay if I spend the evening out? I’ll be back before bed time.” I asked, hoping she wouldn’t refuse. “With Mateo?” She arched her eyebrow.
I stirred in the sheets, groaning at the sound that was blaring through my room. I grabbed a pillow and put it on my face to block out the ringtone of my bloody phone but that didn’t help. It kept blasting “One last time” by Ariana Grande and I had no choice but to answer the call. Due to the rude hour of call, I didn’t bother to look at the caller ID. “Who is it?” I spoke, huffing in the phone. “Baby…” Ryan’s voice pulled me out of my sleepy state. I looked at the neon clock on my nightstand and it was ticking 2: 30 in the morning. “Ryan? Is everything alright?” I questioned, creasing my forehead. My heart was beating so hard and fast against my chest, felt like it was fucking my chest cavity but trust me it didn’t feel nearly good. Ryan never called me at this hour. “I miss you.” He spoke but there was a drunk slur. I frowned. “Have you been drinking?” I asked, getting out of sheets. I don’t know why I did that. “Nope.” He spoke and
“Can you take us inside?” I asked him. “Sure.” He started the engine again. I gestured the guard at the front gate to open the gates and he did before the cab sped through the paved path between the split garden of Ryan’s mansion and then stopped right at the front door of the big house. I paid the cab driver a good amount of cash for putting up with me before I pulled Ryan out of the taxi and dragged him to the door. Opening the door with him sucking the back of my neck was another challenge. As soon as we were inside, he pressed me against the door and smashed his lips on mine. I had to press my palms against the door to hold myself up and it took a few seconds for me to understand what had happened. His movements were so rushed and lust filled. His hands were trying to grab every bit of my body while his tongue was trying to push inside my mouth. “Ryan…” I tried to push him away, speaking through my urgent breaths. But he moved to my jaw wh
I walked down the hall to Ryan’s office as soon as I heard the bell. He had some explanation to do. The motherfucker never told me today was his birthday. I fucking got to know about if from Haley. I was thinking of chopping off his dick and dumping it in the Atlantic. I opened the door only to see our principal Mr Dickhead, I mean Mr Dunkin sitting there across Ryan. I stopped right there with my mouth slammed shut and eyes growing to the size of a tennis ball. He stared up and down at me with furrowed eyebrows. I didn’t know what excuse to make for just barging in like that as I owned the place. I cleared my throat, smiling at him because I had no fucking clue whether to dig a hole and fall into it or to sprint out of the school, leave the city and never come back. "Yes?" He finally asked. I gulped and sneaked a glance at Ryan who looked like he had seen a ghost. I was sure that he was as scared as me if not more. I gulped before opening my mouth.
I got out of the cab after paying the driver. I looked at the metal gates in front of me and took a deep breath. “Welcome, Mr Carter.” Guard on the gate greeted me and let me in. I looked around the garden and it was decorated with fairy lights, white ribbons and lanterns. I walked all the way to the front doors of the mansion and I was sure it took me whole 10 minutes. I skipped through the front doors that were open for me obviously. I made my way to the living room and a guy was sprawled on the couch. I cleared my throat to gain his attention. He looked up from the phone he was using, at me and sat up. "You must be Noah." He smiled and walked over to me. "Umm... yeah and you?" I questioned, trying to remember if Ryan told me about having a brother or cousin brother coming over. "Name's Shawn. Shawn Brandon." He extended his arm, making me remember. So, this is Shawn, his best friend, who manages his business. He didn’t look much of
I thanked my sixth sense that already warned me how busy Ryan would be at his birthday party. That's one of the reasons I gave his present before the party started but that was just not it. I wanted to do something else as well. I was nervous but I just wanted to try it. What could go wrong other than me embarrassing the fuck out of me? I spent most of the time with Lilac and Lyla. I realized that Lyla was only against my relationship because Ryan was already in a mess and she cared for him. She told me that she was happy that Ryan found someone like me who just loved him, not just one thing that comes with him but whole him. She further said that she would like to be the one to officiate our wedding which freaked me out a bit because our wedding was not something we have ever thought about. I mean, I was just 17 turning 18 in a month? "I'm tired!" Lyla whined as soon as Shawn approached him and jumped on him, wrapping her limbs around him. "I think we should
It had been another week since Ryan’s birthday and in that span of period I received few more of the pictures and they were of the New Year party when Ryan and I were in the car. First thing I wondered was why didn’t they send me those pictures first but then I realized that it was hard to make Ryan’s face in that picture. Though you could tell it was Ryan but it took a very observing eye to recognize him. So, I concluded that maybe that was the reason because they wanted to properly scare me and I was scared. I wanted to tell Ryan but I couldn’t. I was afraid of his reaction too. If this was going to send up blown away in our faces then I wanted every last second of it. Yeah, it was selfish but I couldn’t process without him. I needed him with me. But then guilt always washed over me in the night that I would probably be suspended but Ryan would go straight to the jail for this act. He teaching license would be taken and not only that, the bad words would be
I threw my bag in the foyer before running upstairs, trying to hold the tears that were threatening to leave my eyes since I saw those pictures. I didn’t know who was stalking us but they sure were doing a great job at it. If I were alright, my first thought would be to brush my teeth and rinse my mouth with mouthwash after puking but I didn’t care at the moment. I flopped down face first on the bed and cried my eyes out because that’s all I could do then. I couldn’t lose him. Not after everything we have been through. We were going so strong. I didn’t have it in me to think of a day without him. Thinking of a day without Ryan in it was like eating fries without ketchup… even worse. The point is Ryan added the taste, the colors to my life and he was so important to me. Not because he made me feel alive but because between all of this back and forth with each other, we really found the out that we complete each other. I heard my phone ringing which pul