“I miss you too,” I replied, wiping a tear from my cheek.I couldn’t hold it back any longer. The sadness and misery and that feeling of loss and regret and emptiness that had been building up inside me finally broke free. “I miss what we had. I miss us,” I confessed, wiping away the stream of tears that had begun to spill from my eyes.Ryder quickly set his guitar aside, coming over to the sofa I was sitting on. He rested a hand on my shoulder, rubbing it reassuringly as he said, "Don't cry.""I can't help it!" I replied, the tears relentless."God, you're gonna make me cry," he murmured, sounding mildly embarrassed.I wiped my eyes and looked up at him and saw it was true. His eyes were red and I could see he was doing his best to fight them back.He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself before taking a seat on the sofa beside me.Neither of us sat comfortably. We were both perched on the edge, as if waiting for the room around us to start collapsing at any moment.He took a
I sat there beside Ryder, the weight of our conversation pressing down on me. We had both said some stuff, trying to piece together our broken relationship, but the air between us remained thick with what was still left unspoken.I could feel his eyes on me, waiting, searching for a sign of what would come next, but I wasn’t sure myself. Did we just let bygones be bygones and move forward? Or did we need to hash it all out, drag everything into the light, and dissect it piece by piece?“I dunno...” I admitted with a shrug, feeling the uncertainty gnaw at me.This was by far the most serious and complicated relationship I’d ever been in, and I felt completely out of my depth. My issues with Tyler never seemed to go this deep, and even though I’d had fights and arguments with ex-boyfriends before, nothing really compared to this.When you fight with a boyfriend, you can break up or make up, or even break up and then get back together later. But Ryder wasn’t just a boyfriend. He was my m
Silence settled comfortably between Ryder and I, a quiet that felt more like a shared understanding than the usual awkward pauses I'd become accustomed to of late.My phone buzzed with a notification, breaking the stillness. I retrieved it from the cushion beside me, wondering who it was that was messaging me.Jenna:Sooooooooooo, I’ve spoken to my parents and made arrangements at work and stuff. I can only get a week off, but I was thinking I could maybe come on the weekend if that suits you guys?My face lit up instantly and I could feel a surge of excitement bubble up inside me.It finally felt like things were starting to go right for me. I'd had a great day with Juno and the rest of the band, I'd made up with Ryder, and now Jenna was coming to stay!I texted her back furiously, the smile that had embedded itself on my face not wavering for even a moment.Ryder must have noticed my expression. "Good news?" he asked as I pressed send, unable to suppress the huge, beaming smile on m
“Um... we're going to have dinner now. Are you coming?” I offered, my voice laced with hope. I wanted to spend more time with Tyler before Monday came, knowing he’d be busy with classes and all of his other responsibilities.I knew there were also risks though. Tyler hadn't seemed particularly happy about me and Ryder making up, so I took into consideration the possibility that dinner could potentially end up being a rather awkward situation, or could possibly even escalate to some kind of fight or argument. But there was also the chance that it might help smooth things over between them, and that's what I was hoping for.Tyler hesitated, his brow furrowing as he seemed to consider all the same possibilities. But after a moment, he nodded, which made me smile.We headed to the kitchen together and found Ryder rummaging through the pantry cupboard.“So, what’s for dinner?” I asked with a sigh, leaning against one of the counters with Tyler beside me.Ryder turned around, catching sight
An uneasy silence had made its way into the room since Ryder's mention of the black wolf. It was a heavy, almost palpable tension that seemed to wrap itself around us.Tyler seemed uncertain what to make of it though, and continued to glance between Ryder and I as if he was missing something.The silence lingered on, thick and uncomfortable, as if everyone was waiting for me to say something. Ryder probably wanted me to accept his apology, or at least acknowledge it, while Tyler likely wanted more information.It was like a standoff of unspoken words, each of us waiting for the next one to break the silence.Finally, I groaned dramatically and leaned back against the coffee table, setting the controller down on the floor in front of me with a resigned sigh. "Guess we may as well talk about it," I relented, my shoulders drooping. There goes the fun, I thought to myself.Tyler still looked confused, his head tilting slightly as he tried to make sense of everything."You mean about the
(Tyler's POV)As soon as Kate disappeared from the room, I turned to face Ryder, my jaw set and my eyes narrowing as I glared at him. He looked up at me with a knowing expression, his posture relaxed but his eyes cautious."I know what you're going to say," he stated, raising his hands in a gesture of innocence, as if he could somehow ward off the storm he knew was coming."What am I going to say?" I asked, my voice low and controlled, but laced with the anger that simmered just beneath the surface."You're going to threaten me," he replied, already sounding exasperated before our little conversation had even begun.I took a step closer, my glare intensifying as I regarded him. My demeanor was menacing, a clear warning that I wasn't fucking around."Ryder, I want you to understand that I mean this very seriously. If you hurt her, I WILL kill you. Maybe Dad will step in first and save you again, but he's not always around..." My voice was firm, leaving no room for misunderstandings.Ry
After Tyler left my room, I settled back down on my bed, pulling my laptop closer to search for flights for Jenna. My excitement was bubbling just beneath the surface, which made it a struggle to focus, but I pushed through, knowing this was obviously necessary if I actually wanted to see her.I checked a few websites and found a couple of suitable flights, shortlisting them before giving Jenna a call."I'm so fucking excited!" she answered the phone, not even saying hello. Not that I cared, I felt exactly the same."I know! Me too!" I replied, barely able to contain myself.We ran through the flights I had shortlisted and decided on one that left on Saturday morning, which seemed to work best with Jenna’s schedule.“I can't believe this is happening!” Jenna squealed after I confirmed that it was booked.“I know! I can't wait to see you! You're going to love it here,” I said, my heart almost bursting with joy at the prospect of seeing her so soon.We didn't chat long, unfortunately. I
I didn’t fall asleep again. Instead, I lay there, savoring the comforting warmth of Ryder’s body beside mine. It took me back to the time I had broken my arm and he would come over early in the mornings, crawling into the bed with me after Aunt Mara had left. That had been a good time. I hoped that our lives together going forward might be the same.I was still lost in the memory when Ryder stirred beside me. He didn’t say anything at first, just wrapped his arms around me and held me close, like I was something precious he had lost and finally found again.I heard him sigh deeply, a sound full of contentment and perhaps a hint of relief.“I need to get up soon,” I murmured softly, though the last thing I wanted to do was go anywhere.My test was at 11:30, and Aunt Mara was picking me up at 10:00 and the responsible part of me knew I needed to start getting ready.“No...” Ryder mumbled, his grip on me tightening as if he wasn't going to allow me to go.“What time is your tattoo appoin