A Step Closer To Hell Book 2
Chapter 7
Barstow California
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Ryan and Spencer were in the motel room. Spencer was lying on his bed.
“Has Paul made a lot of trips down here?” Spencer began.
“Yes, He comes at least three times a month.”
The phone rings
Spencer answered it Ryan was trying to listen. Spencer hung up.
“That was the hospital.” Spencer told him in a shaky voice.
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Barstow General
Once they get there, the Dr. is standing there waiting.
(This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
But we never stood a chance
And I'm not sure if it matters)
“Which one of you is Ryan Ross?”
“I am.” Ryan came forward.
The Dr. looked at him apologetically.
“I’m Sorry Mr. Ross. Mr. McCracken passed away.”
Ryan turns and crumples in Spencer’s arms.
(I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)
“Is There anyone else we can call?” The Dr. asked.
“No. Can I go in and see him?”
Ryan went over to the bed where Paul’s lifeless form laid.
He put his head on his chest and sobbed.
(This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
But we never stood a chance
And I'm not sure if it matters If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons)
After awhile Spencer took Ryan back to the motel.
They stood in front of the door, Spencer Held Ryan. He reached down and kissed him.
Across the street, a camera was going off.
(your secret's out)
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Las Vegas NV- three days later.
Brendon answered the door, David Slack handed him the pictures.
Brendon took a quick glance and paid him. He left.
He sat down dumping the photos on the table. There were three pictures of them hugging. The one of Spencer kissing Ryan. There was one of Spencer giving Ryan comfort Sex.
(I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)
He poured over the pics some more.
(I used to obsess over living,
Now I only obsess over you
Tell me you'd like boys like me better
In the dark lying on top of you
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters )
(your secret's out)
Then he got up and paced the floor
(From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath
And living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we've got nothing left)
He stopped pacing, and punched a hole in the wall with his fist.
A/N- in parentheses- Fall Out Boy
Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying