A Step Closer To Hell Book 1

Mark was not the same after Brendon raped him. He mostly stayed home and muttered to himself. He called his mother a couple of times, she begged him to come home. One day he went out, he stopped at a gun shop, and then he got a packing envelope.


When he came home, he took the framed photo, put it in the envelope, and wrote “Ryan Ross” on the front. He took the pistol out, loaded the chamber, held it up to his right temple and pulled the trigger.
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The Guys were riding in Spencer’s car. They could hear sirens wailing. Ryan did not pay any attention.

“Lots of sirens tonight.” Was Brendon’s only passing comment.

Later on Ryan was watching TV When They showed Marks photo, the ramshackle house with the makeshift door.


“Brendon Boyd Urie! Get out here!” Ryan screamed in shock.

Brendon was out in a heartbeat. They stopped wearing clothes late at night,

“Was that you, calling me out?!”

“Yes it was!” Mark was found dead tonight, he committed suicide!”

“Come to Bed Ryan, let’s see if I can bring you down several notches.”

“What did you say to him?!” Ryan screamed again.

“I swear to fucking Christ, if you don’t stop raising your voice to me, I will chain you to the bed, you will get the lesson of a lifetime.”

Ryan started to turn away from him.


“Stop! Don’t you dare walk away from me!”
He tackled Ryan and started slapping his face,

“Let me go!” Ryan screamed.

“No!” Brendon screamed back. He pummeled him with his fist.

“Leave me alone!” Ryan yelled.

Ryan fought to get up and finally made it. Brendon grabbed his arm and wrenched behind his back, there was a snap and Ryan howled.
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ER

The doctor had examined Ryan’s arm.

“Lucky for you young man it was a clean break. We will set it and bandage it. You will need to rest for a few days.” On that note, The Dr. left to get what he needed.

Brendon leaned over.

“Ryan I am so sorry.”
He leaned over and kissed Ryan on the forehead. Ryan was withdrawn and numb from the experience. Brendon rubbed the back of Ryan’s neck, whispered he loved him. A solitary tear came out of the corner of Ryan’s eye.
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Reno NV

Mark’s funeral was small and quiet. Ryan stood there his arm in a cast. He hugged Mark’s mom. He met Mark’s ex-wife.

After the funeral, Mark’s mother gave him the packing envelope.

“This was left for you.” His mother told him.

“Thanks.” He murmured.

“Now he and his dad are side by side.” She swiped at her eyes and walked on.

Ryan was in the car, when he looked at the contents of the envelope. He smiled at the photo. Then there was a letter with it.


Dear oldest friend,

Thank you for trying to understand. Even in passing, I bear you no ill will. Maybe we will see each other again.

Sincerely,
Mark Sands

Ryan sat there, staring into space, seeing the long forgotten photo and reading his letter, made him even bitterer.
In a few weeks, His arm was healed. Jon and Spencer were visiting one day.

“So Ryan do you think we should include that song you wrote about mark.

“I make the decisions around here!”

“Yes, but we want his opinion too.” Jon said.

“You talk through me.”

“What’s wrong with Ryan?” Spencer demanded.

“He’s still in shock and heartbroken over his friend.”

The other two let it go at that, it made sense.
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Later

Brendon, Spencer and Jon went out. A half hour later, Ryan had written a note to Brendon. He went out the door, with his things.

Brendon came home and called for him, He went through the house. Then He found the note.

Dearest Brendon, by the time you read this, I’ll be gone. I need time to clear my head. I’m taking a break from you and the band.
I’m not going away forever. Whatever happens, please don’t ever hate me.
Love
Ryan

Six months later, Ryan is back with the guys. Now he is living with another man who is gentle to him, however he is not Brendon. He wants him back, at night, he dreams of him, and he smiles as he dreams. He made a vow, if he ever got Brendon back he would go through whatever Brendon did.

Brendon wants Ryan back as well. Once he did get him back, Ryan would be bound to him forever. His smile is diabolical as he mentally goes over his plans. His snicker is the evilest of all.


That's when you
stu-stu-stutter
something profound
To the support on the line
And with the way you've been talking
Every word gets you
a step closer to hell

A/N I don’t own the partial lyrics. They are from Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks, which is owned by Panic At the disco.