These are MY Guys [Fall Out Boy]

"TELL HIM WE DON'T WANT HIM AROUND! WE HANDLED IT WHEN HE WAS GONE! WE DON'T NEED HIM NOW!" I screamed
"Tell me? Then why don't you tell her to stop talking, hanging around, socalizing with 'Ry-Ry'!" The way he said. Everything in his voice when he said his name. It torn all the little stiches that were piecing my heart back together out. I grabbed my phone out of his hands and ran down the stairs. The stinging of tears started to fill my eyes.
Pressing #2 and hitting call. It rang once.
"Hey?"
"Ry, Ry, Ryan?" I sobbed
"What? What's the matter?" he sounded worried now
"Ca-Can we take another walk?"
"Ya. Ya give me a second. I'll be right there."
"Ok." I pressed end.
A few minutes later he came to the driveway.
"Hey. What's wron-" before he could finish someone was coming out the door.
"Get out of here. NOW." Tyler said harshly
"Wow. When did you realize your family needed you?" Ryan asked it like, Hey, what are you doing today?
It set Tyler off. "You think you didn't cause any of it?"
"I know I did. And atleast I admit it." He shrugged
It made Tyler madder. "I think you need to leave."
"I can't." Ryan said as he took my hand.
"Why not?" his voice was a growl
"Ky-Ky wants me here. I've hurt her enough." He said matter afactly
"Ky-Ky? When did you get that nickname?" he glared at me.
"When you decided your family was weird and you were leaving. Thats when." I hissed
"Weird? You bit-" And Ryan attacked him.
It was fists flying. One of them was bleeding, maybe both,I don't know, but I hoped it was Tyler. My mom came out crying phone in hand.
"Hello. Hello. Yes,... my son and another boy are in a fist fight in my front yard! Yes." She gave them our adress. We could here the sirens start.
The car pulled into our driveway. Ryan and Tyler were still throwing painful hit at each other. The officers had to come and pull the two away from each other. They gave Tyler a warning and extended Ryan's probation. Both of them needed medical attention.
Mom Drove. On the way Ryan called his mom and told her. She was mad. She said she'd meet us at the emergency room. I walked with Ryan. He checked in.We went and sat down and Tyler signed in. He sat as far away as possible. Finally they called Ry in. They told him which room to go to. We got lost about four times. We found the room, and the doctor was waiting.
One look at him and he was rushing him over to the bed making him lay down. The doctor ingected something and put him on an IV.
"I'm not that bad." Ryan said
The doctor toched his wrist. A whole string of swear words came out of his mouth. "Ok, maybe just a little." they x-rayed his wrist. It was pretty much broken really badly. that was it, well not including the black eye and bleeding nose.
Had Ry gotten the whole beating? Was Tyler worse? Better off? Who really showed who? I prayed Ryan was better. I hoped Tyler knows I hate him.
Ry held my hand as we waited for his mom to get there. It was now about 6 in the morning. She came in and started yelling at him. He closed his eyes. You could tell he wasn't listening. She left, said she was going to talk to the doctor. The minute she stepped out the door he opened his eyes, "Probably to see how hott he is and if she can get him home with her tonight." he muttred. He closed his again.
"Are you tired?" I whispered
He nodded. "You probably are too. I'll be fine. I'll call you tongiht." He loosened his grip on my hand.
"Ok. Bye." He nodded again. I touched his cheek with my lips. "Night."
"Night." He mouthed
I went to the main desk and asked what room Tyler was in. Again, I got lost, but finally made it. I walked in and was washed over with relif. Ryan was in tons better shape then him. He had a full arm cast, and leg. Swollen jaw, and possibly broken nose.
"I hate him." Tyler choked out
"So? I hate you."
"Kyle this is how this all started!" mom said
"Fine, I'm going home." I walked out and caught the bus back.
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