Finally!
I finally learned an Lj cut YAY!! lol ok new story doesn't relate to reunion!
Title: I Need you
Pairing: Ryan/ Brad more later maybe…
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter. Self-harm
Declaimer: Not mine
Authors note: A/U I’m already at a writer’s block for reunion just the next chapter I have the last one written.. Anyway I came up with this instead
Ryan watched Brad walk on to the whose line set pale and tired looking. He was wearing a long sleeved blue shirt and Ryan thought that it was a little unusual. Brad favored short sleeves over long sleeves. He saw him take the first seat and put his head in his hands. Ryan looked at Colin concerned about Brad. “Hey Col.. Does Brad look like crap to you?” Colin glanced at him funny and Ryan shook his head. “That came out bad.. I mean does he look tired?” Colin took a glance and nodded.
“Do you think he’s having problems?” Ryan shrugged.
“I’m not sure but he’s wearing a long sleeved shirt.. I hardly ever see him wear one..” He trailed off as Drew began his introductions. Brad raised his head and smiled big. Ryan could see right through it. He knew he was attracted to Brad and had been ever since he had first met the guy It was hard not to fall in not to fall in love with him. But right know what scared him the most was how blank Brad’s eyes were. His eyes were always sparkling. He felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked up and saw Colin smiling at him and Drew laughing.
“Come on Ry It’s Superhero’s.” Ryan felt his face go red when he saw he was the only one sitting in the chair. Everyone was looking at him he quickly got up and walked over to his spot and stared intently at him. Brad looked at him and just for a moment Ryan saw a flicker of sadness in them. He frowned. ‘What’s wrong with Brad? I have never seen him this upset over anything.’ Ryan couldn’t focus on the game at all he knew he was off. He was just to damned worried about Brad. He grateful for the break time. When he stood to talk to Brad he saw he was already walking down the hallway.
“Brad!” He yelled chasing him down the hall. Brad didn’t stop just kept walking. Ryan finally catching up to grabbed his shoulder. Brad turned and flung his arm off, Ryan looked at him surprise.
I feel so numb.
All I've become has fallen apart.
Hole in my heart,
“Get the hell away from me.” Ryan took a step back. Brad glared daggers at him and Ryan took a step closer.
“Brad, What’s wrong?” Brad just started breathing heavily and turned to storm off but Ryan was having none of that he reached out and grabbed his wrist As he closed his hand Brad cried out in pain and yanked his arm back from a shocked Ryan. Brad held it up to his chest and was starting to whimper. Ryan looked at him with a knowing look.
“Brad what happened?” Brad didn’t say anything he just looked at his feet Ryan took a step towards him. He held his hand out. “Let me see your wrist.” Brad looked at Ryan with Pleading eyes. Ryan walked next to him and grabbed his arm. Brad started to struggle But Ryan held his arm firm. He saw A think line of crimson bleeding through his shirt. Ryan looked at Brad with sadness and pulled up his sleeve and he saw six cuts on his arm. Three across and three downwards. Ryan looked at Brad with hurt in his eyes. “Brad? Why?” Brad scoffed and rolled his eyes.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease...
“Why would you care Stiles? You care about no one but your self and who ever your fucking this week.” Ryan stepped back in shock, He felt like someone had just stabbed him in the heart. Brad turned and began to walk down the hallway. Ryan leaned against the wall. He had no idea what happened. And who the hell said he was fucking anyone? He hadn’t had sex in over six months. He was only interested in Brad at the current moment but he knew something was horribly wrong with him. ‘Well duh, Why else would he be cutting himself?’ He shook his head and watched Brad disappear out of sight and sat there for a few minutes then left going back to his seat plotting.
~*~*~*~*~
Brad knew Ryan was watching him walk away. It killed him to say those words to him. He pushed the bathroom door opened and locked it. He walked over to the counters and saw how bad he looked. Red eyes, Black rings underneath his eyes and he was usually pale. He looked at his wrist and saw that is was bleeding through the shirt. He cussed. He quickly lifted his sleeve up and turned on the cold water watching his blood flow for a minute then he put his wrist under it and hissed as the water hit his cuts.
Again I will cry,
All is a lie,
That you must break, heal my heartache.
He wanted nothing but Ryan to hold him and help him with Jay his current boyfriend. When he had first met Jay it was like he was in heaven. Since he though Ryan was out of his league he went with Jay even though he was still in love with Ryan. Jay was sweet and cooked him dinner and laid next to him in bed. About 3 weeks into the relationship Jay started to become abusive. Brad shivered just thinking about it. He had began to tell him that he was worthless and no one loved him. When he was told that he had a flashback back to his father. He had no idea why he was trying to push people away. ‘Maybe it’s because It’s easier to die when no one cares about you…’ He grinned darkly and wrapped his wrist up. Yep death didn’t seem like such a bad concept at this point in his life.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease...
Title: I Need you
Pairing: Ryan/ Brad more later maybe…
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter. Self-harm
Declaimer: Not mine
Authors note: A/U I’m already at a writer’s block for reunion just the next chapter I have the last one written.. Anyway I came up with this instead
Ryan watched Brad walk on to the whose line set pale and tired looking. He was wearing a long sleeved blue shirt and Ryan thought that it was a little unusual. Brad favored short sleeves over long sleeves. He saw him take the first seat and put his head in his hands. Ryan looked at Colin concerned about Brad. “Hey Col.. Does Brad look like crap to you?” Colin glanced at him funny and Ryan shook his head. “That came out bad.. I mean does he look tired?” Colin took a glance and nodded.
“Do you think he’s having problems?” Ryan shrugged.
“I’m not sure but he’s wearing a long sleeved shirt.. I hardly ever see him wear one..” He trailed off as Drew began his introductions. Brad raised his head and smiled big. Ryan could see right through it. He knew he was attracted to Brad and had been ever since he had first met the guy It was hard not to fall in not to fall in love with him. But right know what scared him the most was how blank Brad’s eyes were. His eyes were always sparkling. He felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked up and saw Colin smiling at him and Drew laughing.
“Come on Ry It’s Superhero’s.” Ryan felt his face go red when he saw he was the only one sitting in the chair. Everyone was looking at him he quickly got up and walked over to his spot and stared intently at him. Brad looked at him and just for a moment Ryan saw a flicker of sadness in them. He frowned. ‘What’s wrong with Brad? I have never seen him this upset over anything.’ Ryan couldn’t focus on the game at all he knew he was off. He was just to damned worried about Brad. He grateful for the break time. When he stood to talk to Brad he saw he was already walking down the hallway.
“Brad!” He yelled chasing him down the hall. Brad didn’t stop just kept walking. Ryan finally catching up to grabbed his shoulder. Brad turned and flung his arm off, Ryan looked at him surprise.
I feel so numb.
All I've become has fallen apart.
Hole in my heart,
“Get the hell away from me.” Ryan took a step back. Brad glared daggers at him and Ryan took a step closer.
“Brad, What’s wrong?” Brad just started breathing heavily and turned to storm off but Ryan was having none of that he reached out and grabbed his wrist As he closed his hand Brad cried out in pain and yanked his arm back from a shocked Ryan. Brad held it up to his chest and was starting to whimper. Ryan looked at him with a knowing look.
“Brad what happened?” Brad didn’t say anything he just looked at his feet Ryan took a step towards him. He held his hand out. “Let me see your wrist.” Brad looked at Ryan with Pleading eyes. Ryan walked next to him and grabbed his arm. Brad started to struggle But Ryan held his arm firm. He saw A think line of crimson bleeding through his shirt. Ryan looked at Brad with sadness and pulled up his sleeve and he saw six cuts on his arm. Three across and three downwards. Ryan looked at Brad with hurt in his eyes. “Brad? Why?” Brad scoffed and rolled his eyes.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease...
“Why would you care Stiles? You care about no one but your self and who ever your fucking this week.” Ryan stepped back in shock, He felt like someone had just stabbed him in the heart. Brad turned and began to walk down the hallway. Ryan leaned against the wall. He had no idea what happened. And who the hell said he was fucking anyone? He hadn’t had sex in over six months. He was only interested in Brad at the current moment but he knew something was horribly wrong with him. ‘Well duh, Why else would he be cutting himself?’ He shook his head and watched Brad disappear out of sight and sat there for a few minutes then left going back to his seat plotting.
~*~*~*~*~
Brad knew Ryan was watching him walk away. It killed him to say those words to him. He pushed the bathroom door opened and locked it. He walked over to the counters and saw how bad he looked. Red eyes, Black rings underneath his eyes and he was usually pale. He looked at his wrist and saw that is was bleeding through the shirt. He cussed. He quickly lifted his sleeve up and turned on the cold water watching his blood flow for a minute then he put his wrist under it and hissed as the water hit his cuts.
Again I will cry,
All is a lie,
That you must break, heal my heartache.
He wanted nothing but Ryan to hold him and help him with Jay his current boyfriend. When he had first met Jay it was like he was in heaven. Since he though Ryan was out of his league he went with Jay even though he was still in love with Ryan. Jay was sweet and cooked him dinner and laid next to him in bed. About 3 weeks into the relationship Jay started to become abusive. Brad shivered just thinking about it. He had began to tell him that he was worthless and no one loved him. When he was told that he had a flashback back to his father. He had no idea why he was trying to push people away. ‘Maybe it’s because It’s easier to die when no one cares about you…’ He grinned darkly and wrapped his wrist up. Yep death didn’t seem like such a bad concept at this point in his life.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease...