Happiness Is A Warm Gun: [18/Epilogue]
Title: Happiness Is A Warm Gun [Epilogue]
Author: The One And Only
prettyoddmissd [Thats me!]
Rating: PG-13 [For Now]
Pairing: Ryden [Ryan/Brendon].
POV: 3rd Person
Summary: Ryan is a lonely boy with an abusive father, a gone mother and a best friend that could't care less. Then one night Ryan went for a walk to get some air and comes across a boy that he would soon fall in love with.
Disclaimer: I do not own any people or places/stores in this story. It is as fake as Audrey Kitchings hair is.
Author Notes: Last Chapter :s! Beta'd by the best: letspanic
Previous Chapters
Ryan wakes up to find himself sleep walking down a long tunnel like hallway. He thinks he's dreaming at first but he pinches himself and realizes he's not. He's not really sleep walking either now he's awake. He doesn't know where he was walking to but it just felt right to walk that way. The tunnel was dark but he could see light at the end, which sounds so cliché. He wonders if he is alive or dead. He thinks he's still alive but he might as well go along with everything that was happening at the moment.
“Hello Mr. Ross,” a lady nods at him when he arrives at end of the hallway.
“Hi,” his nods back, not smiling, “Where am I?”
“Where ever you want yourself to be,” she winks and turns away. What the fuck?
He turns and walks but feels a weird churning in his stomach and falls through the floor. He ends up at another place, where was that? He did not know. But what he did know is that the place where he is at now is exactly like Las Vegas. It looks exactly like the street he lives on. He walks down the road and sees a familiar house. He runs up the lawn as fast as he could and barges through the door.
“Hello?” he shouts and runs into the living room.
Nothing.
“What was I expecting?” he lets out a long sigh, letting tears fall down from his eyes.
“Me?” a voice comes from behind him. He whips around and freezes.
“Brendon...?” his voice is barely above a whisper.
“I'm not Brendon, I'm god.”
“Of course you are!” Ryan runs into his boyfriends arms. He can't believe he is here, in his house, in his boyfriends arms!
“This can't be real,” he sobs. Brendon pulls them apart and stares him in the eyes.
“I love you,” Brendon tells him, kissing him gently on the lips.
“I love you too,” he smiles then adds, “Where am I?”
“At first I wondered the same thing,” Brendon sighs, “They will explain it tomorrow.”
“They?”
“These weird people that tell you things, they're like the government except for people that are dead” Brendon takes Ryan's hand and guides him onto the couch.
“So this is like heaven?” he asks and cuddles into Brendon's arms.
“Sort of, without the angels and clouds and stuff.” Brendon throws his arms around him and holds him close.
“Is this going to end?”
“Well we will grow old and once we “die” we get reborn into the real world,” Brendon explains, “We either can be an animal or person.”
“Sounds nice,” Ryan grins. He gets to be with his love for the rest of his like or erm... death!
“It is,” Brendon kissed him on the head. Oh how he missed those kisses.
“Do we get to be together for the rest of our lives?” he ponders.
“If you want,” Brendon says, “I know I want to.”
“I want to,” Ryan agrees.
“William told me about the cupcake,” Brendon smiles.
“What? How?” Ryan looks at him.
“He told me at my grave, he didn't think I would be listening,” Brendon smirks.
“We could see the other world?”
“Yes, we just can't communicate with them,” Brendon says.
“What do you say?” he asks quickly.
“About what?”
“About what was in the cupcake!”
“I say yes!” Brendon exclaims.
“Really?” he blushes.
“Having second thoughts?” Brendon gazes at him with his beautiful brown eyes.
“Of course not!” It was Ryan's turn to mock offensive since Brendon was always the one.
“I missed you so much,” Brendon sighs.
“I missed you to death and now I'm no longer missing you,” he chuckles.
“I love you!”
“I love you too!” Now this truly is the start of a perfect life, shit he means death!
“Do you still need me to mow your lawn?”
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A/N: Aww it's the end. It's been great writing this story! I'm going to miss it a bunch :] You guys have been great!
Yup. I had to put that last line there, it was perfect ;]
Sorry
tbsh1972 that there is no lawn mowing actually going on. I should make an epilogue epilogue and have them "lawn mowing" ;p
My other story Outside The Line is in the works. Hehe, I'm advertising my story.
Anyway. It's been a great er, few weeks and so on. =D
Author: The One And Only
prettyoddmissd [Thats me!]
Rating: PG-13 [For Now]
Pairing: Ryden [Ryan/Brendon].
POV: 3rd Person
Summary: Ryan is a lonely boy with an abusive father, a gone mother and a best friend that could't care less. Then one night Ryan went for a walk to get some air and comes across a boy that he would soon fall in love with.
Disclaimer: I do not own any people or places/stores in this story. It is as fake as Audrey Kitchings hair is.
Author Notes: Last Chapter :s! Beta'd by the best: letspanic
Previous Chapters
Ryan wakes up to find himself sleep walking down a long tunnel like hallway. He thinks he's dreaming at first but he pinches himself and realizes he's not. He's not really sleep walking either now he's awake. He doesn't know where he was walking to but it just felt right to walk that way. The tunnel was dark but he could see light at the end, which sounds so cliché. He wonders if he is alive or dead. He thinks he's still alive but he might as well go along with everything that was happening at the moment.
“Hello Mr. Ross,” a lady nods at him when he arrives at end of the hallway.
“Hi,” his nods back, not smiling, “Where am I?”
“Where ever you want yourself to be,” she winks and turns away. What the fuck?
He turns and walks but feels a weird churning in his stomach and falls through the floor. He ends up at another place, where was that? He did not know. But what he did know is that the place where he is at now is exactly like Las Vegas. It looks exactly like the street he lives on. He walks down the road and sees a familiar house. He runs up the lawn as fast as he could and barges through the door.
“Hello?” he shouts and runs into the living room.
Nothing.
“What was I expecting?” he lets out a long sigh, letting tears fall down from his eyes.
“Me?” a voice comes from behind him. He whips around and freezes.
“Brendon...?” his voice is barely above a whisper.
“I'm not Brendon, I'm god.”
“Of course you are!” Ryan runs into his boyfriends arms. He can't believe he is here, in his house, in his boyfriends arms!
“This can't be real,” he sobs. Brendon pulls them apart and stares him in the eyes.
“I love you,” Brendon tells him, kissing him gently on the lips.
“I love you too,” he smiles then adds, “Where am I?”
“At first I wondered the same thing,” Brendon sighs, “They will explain it tomorrow.”
“They?”
“These weird people that tell you things, they're like the government except for people that are dead” Brendon takes Ryan's hand and guides him onto the couch.
“So this is like heaven?” he asks and cuddles into Brendon's arms.
“Sort of, without the angels and clouds and stuff.” Brendon throws his arms around him and holds him close.
“Is this going to end?”
“Well we will grow old and once we “die” we get reborn into the real world,” Brendon explains, “We either can be an animal or person.”
“Sounds nice,” Ryan grins. He gets to be with his love for the rest of his like or erm... death!
“It is,” Brendon kissed him on the head. Oh how he missed those kisses.
“Do we get to be together for the rest of our lives?” he ponders.
“If you want,” Brendon says, “I know I want to.”
“I want to,” Ryan agrees.
“William told me about the cupcake,” Brendon smiles.
“What? How?” Ryan looks at him.
“He told me at my grave, he didn't think I would be listening,” Brendon smirks.
“We could see the other world?”
“Yes, we just can't communicate with them,” Brendon says.
“What do you say?” he asks quickly.
“About what?”
“About what was in the cupcake!”
“I say yes!” Brendon exclaims.
“Really?” he blushes.
“Having second thoughts?” Brendon gazes at him with his beautiful brown eyes.
“Of course not!” It was Ryan's turn to mock offensive since Brendon was always the one.
“I missed you so much,” Brendon sighs.
“I missed you to death and now I'm no longer missing you,” he chuckles.
“I love you!”
“I love you too!” Now this truly is the start of a perfect life, shit he means death!
“Do you still need me to mow your lawn?”
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A/N: Aww it's the end. It's been great writing this story! I'm going to miss it a bunch :] You guys have been great!
Yup. I had to put that last line there, it was perfect ;]
Sorry
tbsh1972 that there is no lawn mowing actually going on. I should make an epilogue epilogue and have them "lawn mowing" ;p
My other story Outside The Line is in the works. Hehe, I'm advertising my story.
Anyway. It's been a great er, few weeks and so on. =D