Speak of the Devil [13]

"oh fuck brendon,"
ryan ran his fingers through his hair, then looked to the floor, grrabiing his clothes and putting them on, brendon doing the same thing.
"you have to hide in my closet, until he leaves"
brendon didn't say anything nor did he disobay. ryan closed the closet doors and managaed to clean his bed up a bit. he didn't have time to clean up all the stuff left on the bed. ryan heard the front door open and slam shut. he closed his eyes, and told himself a silent prayer.
he didn't leave his room, hoping his father wouldn't notice he's home.
ryan thought to himself that, perhaps today his father wouldn't be drunk, perhaps he wouldn't have a hangover,
perhaps today can be the best day of ryan's life.
"ryan?"
his father called from the living room. ryan exited his room walking down the hall into the living room where his father stood.
"yeah?" ryan crossd his arms.
"have you seen my suitcase?"
ryan's father looked at his son, his hair a disaster,his clothes rinkled and a stench coming offof him.
"ryan, what the fuck happened to you?" the first time his father showed some sort of compation in months,
"oh, eh. nothing and i haven;t seen your bags"
his father wasn't drunk today. his father searched the living room while ryan just stood there, looking at his father.
he finally found his bag, it was behind his arm chair.
"see you in a week or two kiddo" he patted ryan on the back, and it made ryan smile, but to only remember that when he comes back, that pat would be a smack across the face.
ryan returned to his room, and let brendon out of the closet
"everything allright ry?"
"yeah, he wasn;t drunk. he just needed his suitcase"
ryan took a seat on his bed, brendon sitting next to him.
"we smell bren" ryan giggled, as he rested his head on brendos shoulder.
"we need to shower" ryan said getting up and pulling brendon in the direction of the bathroom.
"ryan, my ass fucking hurts"
brendon had ahard time walking over to the bathroom, wabbling in his tight jeans, and ryan turned the water on.
"i'm sorry brenny" ryan kissed his cheeck and undressed, hoping into the shower.
brendon proceeded to take off his clothes and joined ryan.
he walked into the steaming shower and ryan wrapped his arms around brendons middle, and then pushing him againt the tile wall, kissing him passionatly.then pulling him back into the water and handing him a bar a soap. "clan up brenny"
"you're such a tease ross" brendon smirked while ryan headed out of the shower
about 30 minutes later brendon walked out of the shower, ryan on his bed looking at a year book from the previous year. when he was a junior,
"watcha doing ry?"brendons at next to him.
"looking back" he turned the page looking through what his friends wrote him.
"oh bren, look what i found." he flipped back a couple pages to come across brendon's 10th grade photo.
"I WAS SO UGLY CHANGE THE PAGE" brendon squeeled.
"no, i think you were cute. still with those frames" ryan looked at brendon and smiled pushing brendon;s hair out his eyes.
"ry, we should go somewhere tonight"
"hmm like where?"
"how about, we just drive out of town, just the two of us, and then drive back"
ryan laughed
"so you mean just like, drive to a road and hen turn around and drive back home?"
"yeah wouldn't that be fun, and we never did anything like that before"
ryan smiled at the idea.
"okay urie, i'm down. let me just fix your hair," he said grabbing a brush and brushing brendon's messy hair.
they got into ryans car and headed off,
"so like are we just driving aimlessly?"
"yeah i guess so, NO WAIT, i actually went to this really cool resturant out of town, its about 45 minutes away, but they have some really good chinese food" brendon explained excitedly,
"okay bren, we'll head off for there"
brendon trie dhis best to give directions to ryan, but they ended up in the middle of no where with quarter of a tank of gas left and 130 dolalrs shared between them.
"brendon, we're seriously lots" ryan said, no smiles, completely serious
"i'm sorry ryan"
ryan groaned
"oh its alright," he looked for road signs, trying to find his weay back home,
they puled into a gas station to get a map and some gas.
brendon waited in the car while ryan went in to get the map and pay for his gas.
"what can i do for ya?" an old scruffy looking man, standing behind a corner asked in a raspy voice, he had a bottle of beer in one hand.
"isn;t it against the law to drink on the job?" ryan asked lifting an eyebrow
"i can do what ever the fuck i want"
ryan walked up and down the aisles looking for a map and something to eat. it was nearly 7. he picke dup a bag of chips, some twinkies, and gummy bears and a couple bottles of water and a map and headed for the register
"whats with the pants?" the guy asked behind the counter. as he rang up ruyan's items
"huh?"
"why are they so tight, must be uncomfortable to sit down"
"no, they're fine"
the guy shrugged his shoulders,
and ryan left back into his car.
"i got us food" ryan poured out the bag of chips and gummy bears and twinkies.
brendon smiled and went for a twinkie shoving it down his throat.
ryan searched the map, and figured out which way to go.
before they knew it they were back on fermiliar ground.
ryan's cell phone started rining and he looked at the caller i.d
it was brad.
"hello?"
"hey ryan, listen i know you're not friends with scott or barely any of us, but i'm having a party, wanna come?"
"when is it?"
"now, i mean its getting kinda crowded, i really would like you to come"
"can i bring a friend?"
ryan could hear the music blasting and girls laughing in the back
"i cant hear you what?"
"can i bring a friend?"
"brendon?"
"yeah"
there was a silence
"sure"
ryan hung up the phone and skipped over the brendon.
"brernny i have a question"
"what is it?"
brendon was playing on ryan's quitar trying to figure out how to play it.
"theres a party tonight, and i think we should go" he said grinning
"ehh, ry, i don't like parties, especially because no one likes me"
"NOT TRUE!"
"hmm"
"please please please, got lost in the middle of no where for you, can we please go to the party?"
brendon smiled and nodded.

there was beer everywhere,
girls everywhere
girls runnign around with no pants,
and music
loud loud music
ryan walked into the party holding brendon's hand but let go soon as the door opened.
and was greeted by brad with a friendly hug
brendon recieved the same greeting
ryan and brendon got seperated
brendon had a beer, and sat down, making small talk with the girl cloe from histroy, she was really friendly, and actually seemed to be able to hold a conversation
ryan on the other hand had about 3 beers, which made bendon surprised considering how much he hated the fact his own father was an alcoholic and ye the goes and gets drunk too.
it was nearly 12:30 when rbendon decided it was time to go find ryan and go home. leaving cloe in the kitchen brendon searched the crowd of kids for ryan.
he wasnt in the lviign room or downstairs, and he made sure to stay clear of scott.
he wen upstairs and knocked ont he bathroom door, there was no answer so to make sure he knocked again,
no asnwer
he opened the door, to find a girl sititng on the sink, and ryan kissing her neck. she had on no shirt and was down to her bra and panties, and ryans in his boxers
"RYAN WHAT THE FUCK?!"
brendon screamed.
ryan looked up, and brendon could tell he was wasted. completely obliderated.
"bren......"
his speach was slurred
"bye ryan" brendon said slamming the door.
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