DESTERY'S POV
Destery and I were working on the radio when we heard the familiar yelling of Felix. We sighed and set the radio down. We walked into the kitchen followed by Dan, Phil, and even PJ.
"YOU IDIOT! CAN YOU NOT BE A FUCK UP FOR JUST ONE SECOND!" He yelled making Ryan flinch. "I'm sorry Felix. I didn't mean to bump into Toby. I didn't see him! It won't happen again." He quickly apologized "You're god damn right it wont happen again you useless fuck." he growled, slapping Ryan.
As soon as Ryan hit the ground from the shock Dan and Nate had Felix pinned against the fridge "Lay the fuck off the kid Felix. It was an accident." Nate ordered "Well if the little fuck up wasn't do useless I wouldn't have to treat him that way." Felix pushed them away.
Phil was helping Ryan up. The large handprint on the side of his face was bright red in contrast to Ryan's pale complexion. Felix yanked Ryan toward him and slammed his lips onto Ryan's, not at all romantically. He put his hand where he had hit Ryan obviously intending to hurt him. Ryan yelped and pulled away but Felix pulled him back in, digging his fingers into Ryan's side. Finally he let go of Ryan and shoved him into the wall "Love you." Felix muttered "I love you too." Ryan clutched his side and passed out as Felix left the house.
Phil lifted up Ryan's shirt, revealing several more wounds most likely afflicted by Felix. His side was bleeding pretty badly and he looked underfed. Even though he was passed out you could tell he was in pain. Phil quickly wrapped his side in cloth bandages and looked towards us. God dammit Felix get your shit together.
Felix came back in time for dinner. Ryan was still half asleep while he was setting the table. We all sat down and I laid out the plates of food but when I got to Ryan Felix stopped me. "He doesn't get any food today." he stated "Why not?" I looked over at Ryan who had a look of disappointment but understanding. "Because he only gets to eat when he's been a good boy." Felix said like it was obvious "Ryan, when was the last time you ate?" PJ asked, talking for the first time in forever. "Uh...a week ago? But before that Felix let me have what he didn't eat." Ryan smiled sadly "Holy shit. Felix he is allowed to eat every day. You hear me?" PJ glared at Felix. Felix rolled his eyes and scoffed but nodded.
Ryan finished his food faster than all of us. "Thank you." he smiled. We all nodded except for Felix who just glared at Ryan.
"Ryan is sleeping in my room tonight. Since Chris is gone and you treat him like shit." I said and pulled Ryan into my room.
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RYAN'S POV
I woke up alone. I opened the door and heard talking from downstairs, some of the voices I didn't recognize. "Who the hell are you lot?" Dan questioned "I'm Shane and this is Joey. We came looking for survivors." the man apparently named Shane said. "Well we're alive now leave." PJ demanded. I quietly walked out to the hallway and peeked down the stairs. Pain shot through my side as I bent down and in a split second the two strangers had their guns aimed at my face. "That one of your friends?" Shane asked. "Yeah. Point the fucking guns away from him PJ ordered. They did as they were told and smirked
"He'd make a lovely toy. Wouldn't he Joey?" Shane asked and Joey nodded. I scoffed. "Toy? Go fuck yourself Dawson." I marched over to him and grabbed his hair, pulling him down to my height. "If you ever fucking touch me, I'll kill you. Got it?" I smiled sweetly and scowled when I didn't get an answer "ARE YOU FUCKING DEAF?" I yelled "I-Im sorry. We'll leave!" he stuttered. "Leave? I don't think so. Say goodbye." I pressed my small gun to his head and pulled the trigger with a smile. I turned to Joey and did the same.
They stared at me like I was insane. "WHAT?" I demanded angrily. "Looks like the Ryan who takes no shit from anybody is back. And boy am I glad." Anthony smiled. "God damn right." I smirked.