A/N: It's a new fic!! Wooo! This is AU. Pre-band... in fact the band like never exists. Spencer is Ryan's best friend. As is Jon. Will be Ryden. Reviews are love bbs. This is also darker then i Really Like Your Shoes.
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Ryan lay in his room, in pain, like usual. His father had just come home from the bar and could be heard fucking some whore in the room next door. The man had barged in the door, blonde on his arm, slapped Ryan a few times and tugged the young woman to his room.

So now Ryan was lying on his bed in his boxers wondering why his life was so fucked up. Why no one, except Jon & Spencer, could be happy for him. Like him. Be nice to him. He thought about cutting again but he promised Spencer he would stop since the last time he did it he ended up in the hospital for like 2 weeks.

That had sucked. And hurt like hell. Ryan had been cutting since he was 13 but stopped 7 months ago on his 17th birthday. He had started worrying Spencer and Jon way too much as the cuts became deeper.

Ryan had also tried drugs but gave them up 3 months after starting. He didn't like the feeling you got afterward. Like your head had been hit with a pan was how he had described it to Spencer.

His phone then rang signaling a new text message.

From: Spencer
Message: hey man. come over tomorrow? i want u 2 meet some1.

Ryan sighed. Ryan had been bi for like a year and a half but had never had a "boyfriend" so Jon and Spence kept trying to set him up.

He replied quickly.

To: Spencer.
Message: whatever.


The boy then lie back again sliding under the covers and savoring in there softness. They felt like clouds but they were warm lke the sun.


Fucking hell. Now he had to pee. He stood up and walked to the bathroom slowly. Glancing in the mirror he saw the reddish mark that was already beginning to bruise on his cheek.

Lucky for him he was amazing at makeup.

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A/N: well?

YAY ANOTHER FIC

But poor Ryan. The stories about him and his dad always make me sad. ):

Update soon?

sad but wonderfully written (as usual)

If you need someone for jonnn I'm here

this is amazing.
KEEP IT UP!!!
and update soon

aww you guys are sooooo sweeT!

i know the ones about ryan and his dad make me sad to but sometimes brendon is all you need *wink wink*

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Poor Ryan, at least Bden will be there sooner or later.

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Originally posted by diamondsXbrokenXglass:
aww you guys are sooooo sweeT!

i know the ones about ryan and his dad make me sad to but sometimes brendon is all you need *wink wink*

INFOMERCIAL:

Sad? Buy a Brendon for 34.99!
He cures all your problems and is cute too!

You're welcome!

And OMR I love you!
I'm gonna go write an infomercial for Brendon now xDDD
No joke.... I'll probably get my friends to help me

A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys Here's your next chapter!
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The next morning woke up to a silent home. This meant his father was already at work which, for Ryan was a good thing. He could feel the soreness radiating from his cheek and sighed. It was going to be difficult to cover up if it hurt that badly.

He headed to his bathroom and turned the shower on, removing his boxers and stepping in. Ryan reveled in the hot water and scrubbed profusley at his soft brown hair.

Upon stepping out he wrapped a towel around his jutting hipbones and walked back to his room. Opening his closet he pulled out clothes and tugged them on then walked back to the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror he lightly ran his fingers around the edge of the bruise before pulling out his bottles of cover up and foundation. He applied it carefully making sure the coverage was even and unnoticeable. When he deemed it acceptle he rimmed his eyes in dark eyeliner and fluffed his hair into what Spencer called the "Ryhawk" before walking out the door.

Walking the 5 minutes to Spencer's house he arrived and knocked on the door. He smiled when Jon answered the door, "Hey." Jon returned the greeting and led him to the den where Spencer and another boy were playing Guitar Hero.

"Ryan!!" Spencer called overly enthusiasticaly to his best friend standing in the door way.

Ryan was paying no attention. He was wathing the other boy. He looked to be about a year younger then himself. He had fluffy dark brown hair and when he turned to greet Ryan his eyes were noticed. They were a beautiful chocolate brown.

"Ryan, this is Brendon." Spencer said confused at his ffriends sudden interest in the dark haired boy.

Ryan said hello and then watched Brendon play. He bit his soft, plump, pink tinted lips as he played as if using them as concentration. They looked like pillows.

"Earth to Ry..." Ryan had heard Jon say, "Are you listening?" The slightly older boy sounded incredolous, I mean, Rayn Ross not listening?

"Sorry. What did you say." Ryan questioned.

Jon rolled his eyes, "I said Brendon's 16. he goes to Palo Verde."

Ryan was confused. Since when did JON play matchmaker.
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AHHHHHHHHH
*tackles*
that was so damn adorable....
poor ryro.
he has to wear foundation
D:

lol Ryan...

That was adorable. =D

Please more!

<3
Amazing.

Haha, I love Ryan

A/N: Next chapter. scampluvsryan what do you look like if you want to be with Jon? Also whats your name.
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Ryan sat on the dark green sectional between Spencer and Brendon. Jon sat on Spencer's other side.

"You want to play?" Spencer asked the Ryan practically shoving the controller into his hands.

Ryan shrugged he didn't feel like hanging out today. Brendon looked at him, concerned and Ryan felt a wave of heat course through his body. He looked away fast, his cheeks flaming.

After playing 4 rounds he passed the controller off to Spencer but he said no thanks and took Jon to get snacks.

Fuck. Fuck. Ryan was the least sociable of the group and they left him alone. With the new kid. Great idea guys.

"So... how'd you meet Spencer?" Ryan asked the younger boy.

"We both went to Warped last year." Brendon said biting his lip nervously.

This kid. He went to Warped? Damn.

"Oh. I was supposed to go." Ryan said, "But I was busy so Spencer took Haley."

Then Ryan's sidekick buzzed a few times. It was his fucking dad. Calling him. Fuck.

"Hello?" Ryan said swiftly. Talking for a moment before hanging up.

In the minute he had been on the phoen Spencer had come down the stairs. "Spence I got to go."

Spencer faked a look of distraught, "No. You cant."

Ryan said again, "I HAVE to go."

Then Spencer got it. He walked Ryan to the door and gave him strict instructions to call him as soon as his dad was either at work, fucking, or asleep. Ryan nodded then ran home.

He slid inside the door only to see his dad sitting on the recliner sipping a beer.

"Where the FUCK have you been?" the man he hated to call his dad boomed out, obviously drunk.

"Friends." Ryan replied shortly.

George Ross rolled his eyes, "You have none."
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A/N: Sorry it was so bad
I am kind've babysitting a 9 year old.
Fun.

NOOOOOOOOO
THAT WAS SO SAAAAAAAD
poor ryan....
I jusst wanna hug the boy.