Ryan's Pov:
I woke up in a dark room, my arms and legs chained up to the wall. My head was pounding and my body felt sticky and sweaty. I started to panic.
'Oh God no...Please don't let be one of those dreams were Pewds and I-'
"By this point, do you still relay on God to help you, Ryan? And no, it isn't one of those dreams." The person chuckled as he stepped out of the darkness into the only spot of light there was in the whole room.
My whole face changed from fear to pure hatred.
"Cry."
"The one and only." I saw him smile,or at least what I could see from his smile. He had that stupid mask on but it was broken in half, letting me see the blue veins on his face and those crystal blue eyes.
'How come your eyes turn black outside but in here they turn blue...'I thought to myself.
"Easy, black when I have blood lust, blue when I just wanna fuck you up." He said indifferently.
I wasn't even fazed that he read my mind.He did that WAY to often for me to care anymore.
"What do you want?!" I shouted at him.
"Hey,no need to shout Ryan.Is only us two alone here again." He said smiling.
"What do you mean 'again'?" I asked.I really wish I wouldn't had asked.
At my feet,he threw a tattered, bloody and ripped shirt. The chains that where holding me up to the wall loosen up, making me crash to the ground. They were still chained up to me, but I could move freely now. I picked up the shirt, and the first thing I saw was the 'brofist' logo. It was ripped and was bloody.
"No,no...." I breathed out. My heart was pounding a thousand miles a minute. I got up from my knees, still holding on to the shirt.
"WHAT DID YOU FUCKING DO TO HIM?!" I raged. He just smiled and started laughing.
The fucker actually started laughing like it was some sick game.
I ran to him and I was a good few inches away from punching him when the chains locked and held me back.
He stopped laughing and walked close to me. He smiled and I could clearly see the blood stains on his face now. The evil and hunger could clearly be seen in his eyes.
"You're mine, Ryan. And if Felix stays here any longer, lets just say that shirt won't be covered in just a little blood." He said smirking.
He left, leaving me there shouting and trashing out trying to get the cuffs out from my hands.
"YOU LEAVE FELIX ALONE YOU FEAKING MONSTER! LEAVE HIM ALONE-"
I woke up screaming and tangled up in my sheets. Pewd's busted through my door with an Xbox in his hand and a panicked face. He looked around and since he saw nobody he slowly put the Xbox down.
"Ryan?" He asked.
"Pewds..." I said silently, almost sounding like a whimper.
He sat next to me, hugging me tightly. I dug my head into his chest, letting out silent tears go.
'Dammit Pewds,I have to let you go...'
"But I love you..." I mouthed, still hiding into his chest.
Pewds Pov
I was plugging in my Xbox to play a while since I wasn't particularly sleepy and Ryan was already sleeping. I've been staying here in Florida for two weeks now, and it's been pretty good.
If you take all of Ryan's problems away.
I sighed.
'Ryan's been really happy with my stay here and all, but he really doesn't open up to me (other than the time he took his mask off.) I mean, he sometimes shuts me out from everything. Like when he goes out some nights. He takes a bag full of things I don't even know and returns home at the wee ours in the morning. It's his business what he does, but I'm his friend.
Shouldn't I have at least a hint of where he's going?
He doesn't even let me go into his room! How am I supposed to help him if he doesn't even-'
My thoughts where interrupted when I heard a scream. I froze and tried to listen again.
Another scream.
I ran to Ryan's room, Xbox in hand, busting through the door. Ryan sat on his head and I searched the room in case of a mugger or murder. Since I didn't spot one, I settled the Xbox down and looked at Ryan.
"Ryan?" I asked.
"Pewds..." He said softly, almost in a whimper. I went and hugged him, knowing he needed me now more than ever. I could feel my shirt get wet from the tears and I just held him tighter. After sometime, I let him go, knowing he had to breath.
"Ryan?" I asked again.
He stayed silent, looking at the sheets of the bed.
"Ryan, please. I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong..." I tried to reason with him.
"You'll think I'm crazy." He said.
"No,I won't. I'm your best friend bro.You can trust me." I put one of my hands on top of his. He looked at it and gave me a sad smile.
"I know I can trust on you Pewds,I just don't know if you can trust on me..."