Drop A Heart (10/28)
Title: Drop A Heart
Author: thefabrosevest (me)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
POV: 3rd
Summary: Kid!Fic
Four years after Brendon first met Ryan, everything seems to be perfect, but then there’s a promise Ryan can’t break.
Disclaimer: Fake!
Author’s Notes: This is the sequel to Crush Me Like A Flower. I always wanted to write a Kid!Fic like that. So here it is. I just hope you like it :)
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Brendon’s POV
We drive along a road I don’t know. Everything is pitch-black except for the lights shining onto the street in front of us. Ryan is sitting in the passenger seat and Sam is in the back.
I don’t know where we’re driving but I don’t care.
Suddenly there’s a truck in front of us and crashes right into our car. My head hits the steering wheel hard and I when everything is still I groan and look up again. I turn my head and whimper when I see the blood.
There’s so much blood. Ryan fell forward, his face covered by his bangs. I reach out to remove the hair from his forehead. There’s so much blood covering his face.
I start to get hysterical and look behind me.
A loud cry escapes me.
Blood is running down Sam’s head and dripping off his chin.
“No!” I whimper just when the door opens and someone yanks me out of the car. “NO!”
When we’re about ten meters away the car explodes and I start to yell from the top of my lungs.
“Ryan!” I yell as I shoot up in bed.
My breathing is hysterical and tears are rolling down my cheeks.
I look next to me to see that Ryan and Sam are still lying there. Ryan groans and opens his eyes a bit, still half-asleep.
“Huh?”
I lung forward and curl around both of them again.
“Are you okay? I’m sorry. I didn’t want to wake you.” I whisper.
“’m okay. Nightmare?”
I nod and kiss his cheek before I roll over again and get out of the bed.
“Bren?”
“I’ll be right back.” I say and grab a jacket.
My steps seem way too loud in the silent apartment when I rush through the hall. I grab the pack of cigarettes and leave through the front door.
I jump down the stairs and run out of the door. Once outside I take a deep breath. I don’t know what time it is but it’s still dark. I light a cigarette and lean against the wall, closing my eyes to calm down.
After a few minutes, I hear footsteps and open my eyes. Ryan is walking towards me. He’s just wearing his thin pyjama pants and t-shirt and is hugging himself. He stops in front of me and his gaze wanders from the cigarette in my hands to my face.
“What’s wrong?” he asks sleepily.
“Nothing” I sigh.
“You’re not smoking because of nothing. You just do it when you’re very upset.”
I stare at him and he tightens his grip around himself and bites his lip. I bring the cigarette to my mouth and inhale one last time before I throw it to the ground. Ryan stares at it before he walks closer to stand next to me so we’re both leaning against the wall. He’s shivering and so I take my jacket off to wrap it around him.
“Aren’t you cold?” he whispers.
“I’m okay.”
He nods and swallows before he continues.
“Tell me what’s wrong.”
“I had a bad dream. That’s all.”
“What happened?”
Vivid pictures of my dream come into my mind again and force me to wrap my arms around Ryan.
“You died. You and Sam. Both of you died.” I whisper weakly. “It was the same scenario that happened to Sam’s parents.”
Ryan nods and presses closer.
“I’m okay. Sam is okay. Everything is alright.”
“I know. I just … I know it’s just a dream, but I always took you for granted. I know that the incident four years ago should show me otherwise but since then I think that nothing is going to happen again. Now I know that there is always the possibility that something happens.”
“So what? From now on you’re going to look after me even more?”
I nod.
“Oh god, you already annoy me enough as it is.” Ryan laughs.
I don’t laugh.
We stay like this for a while longer and then we decide that it’s time to go inside again.
“I doubt that Sam even stirred but we should go in anyway.” Ryan giggles.
I wrap one arm around his shoulders and pull him close while we walk in again.
When we’re back in the apartment we head straight for the bedroom and like Ryan said, Sam didn’t move at all.
I let go of him and we lie down in the same position than before.
“And now stop worrying and sleep. I’m tired.” Ryan says and gets comfortable.
“Ryan, I love you.” I whisper and he smiles.
“I love you too.”
I try to cuddle closer but Ryan groans.
“Stop, you’re crushing me.” He mumbles.
“I love you” I repeat and place a kiss on his forehead.
Ryan nods and sighs happily.
A few minutes pass in silence and Ryan seems to be asleep already. I can’t sleep right now so I just watch him.
I never really thought about this but I can be happy to have him. I mean, I probably have the prettiest boyfriend in the whole world. No, pretty isn’t the right word.
I have the most beautiful one. Inside and out.
*
Ryan’s POV
When I wake up the next morning it’s probably the first time I’m not woken by someone jumping on top of me. I look down to see that Sam is still curled up against me.
“Hey Sammy. You still asleep?” I ask quietly.
The boy squeals and turns around.
“Do you want breakfast?”
“Food!”
It’s amazing how Sam can change between being tired and being completely awake.
“Do you want to eat the cereal we bought?”
“Yes!” he yells and rolls off the bed.
I laugh and force myself out of bed as well. When I stumble into the kitchen he’s already sitting on the table.
“I’m hungry!” he whines.
I ignore him and get out a bowl, milk and the cereal and pour it together. I get out a spoon and set it all down in front of Sam.
“Are you able to eat it without pouring it all over yourself?” I ask with raised eyebrows.
He beams and nods.
“Good”
When the phone rings, I send Sam a last warning look before I walk into the living room to get it.
“Hello?” I ask while going back into the kitchen because I don’t trust that kid.
“Oh god why?” the person on the other line says.
I really start to hate that voice. It’s Brendon’s mother.
“What do you want this time?” I ask and pinch the bridge of my nose.
“Tell my son that I’m going to come by later today.”
“What?! You so aren’t!”
“I am!”
“He’s not going to let you in anyway.”
“What makes you think that?”
“A lot of things. First of all, he basically stopped calling you his family. Think about it. Then, you insulted me and I’m his boyfriend after all.”
“He’s not going to stay with you forever. This is just a phase. I don’t know why god needed to punish him or us but he’ll have his reasons.”
I sigh.
“I’m going to hang up now.”
“One day he will leave you.”
“Oh just leave us alone already. I was at that point already. I had my trust issues and I don’t need that again. Thank you very much.”
“This will end, you’ll see.”
“Okay, if you say so.” I say sarcastically. “Goodbye”
I hang up and throw the phone onto the counter.
Just now I look over at Sam who is staring at me with big eyes, his chin covered in milk.
“Oh honey, not again. Are your clothes dirty as well?” I whine and walk over to him to see that his shirt is covered in milk and cereal as well. “Great, come on, eat up. I’ll have to wash those clothes.”
He just giggles and starts to shovel the cereal into his mouth again.
Chapter 11