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Title: I Need you
Pairing: Ryan/ Brad more later maybe…
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter. Self-harm
Declaimer: Not mine
Authors note: A/U I’m already at a writer’s block for reunion just the next chapter I have the last one written.. Anyway I came up with this instead
Ryan watched Brad walk on to the whose line set pale and tired looking. He was wearing a long sleeved blue shirt and Ryan thought that it was a little unusual. Brad favored short sleeves over long sleeves. He saw him take the first seat and put his head in his hands. Ryan looked at Colin concerned about Brad. “Hey Col.. Does Brad look like crap to you?” Colin glanced at him funny and Ryan shook his head. “That came out bad.. I mean does he look tired?” Colin took a glance and nodded.
“Do you think he’s having problems?” Ryan shrugged.
“I’m not sure but he’s wearing a long sleeved shirt.. I hardly ever see him wear one..” He trailed off as Drew began his introductions. Brad raised his head and smiled big. Ryan could see right through it. He knew he was attracted to Brad and had been ever since he had first met the guy It was hard not to fall in not to fall in love with him. But right know what scared him the most was how blank Brad’s eyes were. His eyes were always sparkling. He felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked up and saw Colin smiling at him and Drew laughing.
“Come on Ry It’s Superhero’s.” Ryan felt his face go red when he saw he was the only one sitting in the chair. Everyone was looking at him he quickly got up and walked over to his spot and stared intently at him. Brad looked at him and just for a moment Ryan saw a flicker of sadness in them. He frowned. ‘What’s wrong with Brad? I have never seen him this upset over anything.’ Ryan couldn’t focus on the game at all he knew he was off. He was just to damned worried about Brad. He grateful for the break time. When he stood to talk to Brad he saw he was already walking down the hallway.
“Brad!” He yelled chasing him down the hall. Brad didn’t stop just kept walking. Ryan finally catching up to grabbed his shoulder. Brad turned and flung his arm off, Ryan looked at him surprise.
I feel so numb.
All I've become has fallen apart.
Hole in my heart,
“Get the hell away from me.” Ryan took a step back. Brad glared daggers at him and Ryan took a step closer.
“Brad, What’s wrong?” Brad just started breathing heavily and turned to storm off but Ryan was having none of that he reached out and grabbed his wrist As he closed his hand Brad cried out in pain and yanked his arm back from a shocked Ryan. Brad held it up to his chest and was starting to whimper. Ryan looked at him with a knowing look.
“Brad what happened?” Brad didn’t say anything he just looked at his feet Ryan took a step towards him. He held his hand out. “Let me see your wrist.” Brad looked at Ryan with Pleading eyes. Ryan walked next to him and grabbed his arm. Brad started to struggle But Ryan held his arm firm. He saw A think line of crimson bleeding through his shirt. Ryan looked at Brad with sadness and pulled up his sleeve and he saw six cuts on his arm. Three across and three downwards. Ryan looked at Brad with hurt in his eyes. “Brad? Why?” Brad scoffed and rolled his eyes.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease...
“Why would you care Stiles? You care about no one but your self and who ever your fucking this week.” Ryan stepped back in shock, He felt like someone had just stabbed him in the heart. Brad turned and began to walk down the hallway. Ryan leaned against the wall. He had no idea what happened. And who the hell said he was fucking anyone? He hadn’t had sex in over six months. He was only interested in Brad at the current moment but he knew something was horribly wrong with him. ‘Well duh, Why else would he be cutting himself?’ He shook his head and watched Brad disappear out of sight and sat there for a few minutes then left going back to his seat plotting.
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Brad knew Ryan was watching him walk away. It killed him to say those words to him. He pushed the bathroom door opened and locked it. He walked over to the counters and saw how bad he looked. Red eyes, Black rings underneath his eyes and he was usually pale. He looked at his wrist and saw that is was bleeding through the shirt. He cussed. He quickly lifted his sleeve up and turned on the cold water watching his blood flow for a minute then he put his wrist under it and hissed as the water hit his cuts.
Again I will cry,
All is a lie,
That you must break, heal my heartache.
He wanted nothing but Ryan to hold him and help him with Jay his current boyfriend. When he had first met Jay it was like he was in heaven. Since he though Ryan was out of his league he went with Jay even though he was still in love with Ryan. Jay was sweet and cooked him dinner and laid next to him in bed. About 3 weeks into the relationship Jay started to become abusive. Brad shivered just thinking about it. He had began to tell him that he was worthless and no one loved him. When he was told that he had a flashback back to his father. He had no idea why he was trying to push people away. ‘Maybe it’s because It’s easier to die when no one cares about you…’ He grinned darkly and wrapped his wrist up. Yep death didn’t seem like such a bad concept at this point in his life.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease...
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<lj-cut text="Maybe it’s because It’s easier to die when no one cares about you…’ ">
Title: I Need you
Pairing: Ryan/ Brad more later maybe…
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter. Self-harm
Declaimer: Not mine
Authors note: A/U I’m already at a writer’s block for reunion just the next chapter I have the last one written.. Anyway I came up with this instead
Ryan watched Brad walk on to the whose line set pale and tired looking. He was wearing a long sleeved blue shirt and Ryan thought that it was a little unusual. Brad favored short sleeves over long sleeves. He saw him take the first seat and put his head in his hands. Ryan looked at Colin concerned about Brad. “Hey Col.. Does Brad look like crap to you?” Colin glanced at him funny and Ryan shook his head. “That came out bad.. I mean does he look tired?” Colin took a glance and nodded.
“Do you think he’s having problems?” Ryan shrugged.
“I’m not sure but he’s wearing a long sleeved shirt.. I hardly ever see him wear one..” He trailed off as Drew began his introductions. Brad raised his head and smiled big. Ryan could see right through it. He knew he was attracted to Brad and had been ever since he had first met the guy It was hard not to fall in not to fall in love with him. But right know what scared him the most was how blank Brad’s eyes were. His eyes were always sparkling. He felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked up and saw Colin smiling at him and Drew laughing.
“Come on Ry It’s Superhero’s.” Ryan felt his face go red when he saw he was the only one sitting in the chair. Everyone was looking at him he quickly got up and walked over to his spot and stared intently at him. Brad looked at him and just for a moment Ryan saw a flicker of sadness in them. He frowned. ‘What’s wrong with Brad? I have never seen him this upset over anything.’ Ryan couldn’t focus on the game at all he knew he was off. He was just to damned worried about Brad. He grateful for the break time. When he stood to talk to Brad he saw he was already walking down the hallway.
“Brad!” He yelled chasing him down the hall. Brad didn’t stop just kept walking. Ryan finally catching up to grabbed his shoulder. Brad turned and flung his arm off, Ryan looked at him surprise.
I feel so numb.
All I've become has fallen apart.
Hole in my heart,
“Get the hell away from me.” Ryan took a step back. Brad glared daggers at him and Ryan took a step closer.
“Brad, What’s wrong?” Brad just started breathing heavily and turned to storm off but Ryan was having none of that he reached out and grabbed his wrist As he closed his hand Brad cried out in pain and yanked his arm back from a shocked Ryan. Brad held it up to his chest and was starting to whimper. Ryan looked at him with a knowing look.
“Brad what happened?” Brad didn’t say anything he just looked at his feet Ryan took a step towards him. He held his hand out. “Let me see your wrist.” Brad looked at Ryan with Pleading eyes. Ryan walked next to him and grabbed his arm. Brad started to struggle But Ryan held his arm firm. He saw A think line of crimson bleeding through his shirt. Ryan looked at Brad with sadness and pulled up his sleeve and he saw six cuts on his arm. Three across and three downwards. Ryan looked at Brad with hurt in his eyes. “Brad? Why?” Brad scoffed and rolled his eyes.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease...
“Why would you care Stiles? You care about no one but your self and who ever your fucking this week.” Ryan stepped back in shock, He felt like someone had just stabbed him in the heart. Brad turned and began to walk down the hallway. Ryan leaned against the wall. He had no idea what happened. And who the hell said he was fucking anyone? He hadn’t had sex in over six months. He was only interested in Brad at the current moment but he knew something was horribly wrong with him. ‘Well duh, Why else would he be cutting himself?’ He shook his head and watched Brad disappear out of sight and sat there for a few minutes then left going back to his seat plotting.
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Brad knew Ryan was watching him walk away. It killed him to say those words to him. He pushed the bathroom door opened and locked it. He walked over to the counters and saw how bad he looked. Red eyes, Black rings underneath his eyes and he was usually pale. He looked at his wrist and saw that is was bleeding through the shirt. He cussed. He quickly lifted his sleeve up and turned on the cold water watching his blood flow for a minute then he put his wrist under it and hissed as the water hit his cuts.
Again I will cry,
All is a lie,
That you must break, heal my heartache.
He wanted nothing but Ryan to hold him and help him with Jay his current boyfriend. When he had first met Jay it was like he was in heaven. Since he though Ryan was out of his league he went with Jay even though he was still in love with Ryan. Jay was sweet and cooked him dinner and laid next to him in bed. About 3 weeks into the relationship Jay started to become abusive. Brad shivered just thinking about it. He had began to tell him that he was worthless and no one loved him. When he was told that he had a flashback back to his father. He had no idea why he was trying to push people away. ‘Maybe it’s because It’s easier to die when no one cares about you…’ He grinned darkly and wrapped his wrist up. Yep death didn’t seem like such a bad concept at this point in his life.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease... </lj-cut>
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<lj-cut text="Maybe it’s because It’s easier to die when no one cares about you…’ ">
Title: I Need you
Pairing: Ryan/ Brad more later maybe…
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter. Self-harm
Declaimer: Not mine
Authors note: A/U I’m already at a writer’s block for reunion just the next chapter I have the last one written.. Anyway I came up with this instead
Ryan watched Brad walk on to the whose line set pale and tired looking. He was wearing a long sleeved blue shirt and Ryan thought that it was a little unusual. Brad favored short sleeves over long sleeves. He saw him take the first seat and put his head in his hands. Ryan looked at Colin concerned about Brad. “Hey Col.. Does Brad look like crap to you?” Colin glanced at him funny and Ryan shook his head. “That came out bad.. I mean does he look tired?” Colin took a glance and nodded.
“Do you think he’s having problems?” Ryan shrugged.
“I’m not sure but he’s wearing a long sleeved shirt.. I hardly ever see him wear one..” He trailed off as Drew began his introductions. Brad raised his head and smiled big. Ryan could see right through it. He knew he was attracted to Brad and had been ever since he had first met the guy It was hard not to fall in not to fall in love with him. But right know what scared him the most was how blank Brad’s eyes were. His eyes were always sparkling. He felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked up and saw Colin smiling at him and Drew laughing.
“Come on Ry It’s Superhero’s.” Ryan felt his face go red when he saw he was the only one sitting in the chair. Everyone was looking at him he quickly got up and walked over to his spot and stared intently at him. Brad looked at him and just for a moment Ryan saw a flicker of sadness in them. He frowned. ‘What’s wrong with Brad? I have never seen him this upset over anything.’ Ryan couldn’t focus on the game at all he knew he was off. He was just to damned worried about Brad. He grateful for the break time. When he stood to talk to Brad he saw he was already walking down the hallway.
“Brad!” He yelled chasing him down the hall. Brad didn’t stop just kept walking. Ryan finally catching up to grabbed his shoulder. Brad turned and flung his arm off, Ryan looked at him surprise.
I feel so numb.
All I've become has fallen apart.
Hole in my heart,
“Get the hell away from me.” Ryan took a step back. Brad glared daggers at him and Ryan took a step closer.
“Brad, What’s wrong?” Brad just started breathing heavily and turned to storm off but Ryan was having none of that he reached out and grabbed his wrist As he closed his hand Brad cried out in pain and yanked his arm back from a shocked Ryan. Brad held it up to his chest and was starting to whimper. Ryan looked at him with a knowing look.
“Brad what happened?” Brad didn’t say anything he just looked at his feet Ryan took a step towards him. He held his hand out. “Let me see your wrist.” Brad looked at Ryan with Pleading eyes. Ryan walked next to him and grabbed his arm. Brad started to struggle But Ryan held his arm firm. He saw A think line of crimson bleeding through his shirt. Ryan looked at Brad with sadness and pulled up his sleeve and he saw six cuts on his arm. Three across and three downwards. Ryan looked at Brad with hurt in his eyes. “Brad? Why?” Brad scoffed and rolled his eyes.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease...
“Why would you care Stiles? You care about no one but your self and who ever your fucking this week.” Ryan stepped back in shock, He felt like someone had just stabbed him in the heart. Brad turned and began to walk down the hallway. Ryan leaned against the wall. He had no idea what happened. And who the hell said he was fucking anyone? He hadn’t had sex in over six months. He was only interested in Brad at the current moment but he knew something was horribly wrong with him. ‘Well duh, Why else would he be cutting himself?’ He shook his head and watched Brad disappear out of sight and sat there for a few minutes then left going back to his seat plotting.
~*~*~*~*~
Brad knew Ryan was watching him walk away. It killed him to say those words to him. He pushed the bathroom door opened and locked it. He walked over to the counters and saw how bad he looked. Red eyes, Black rings underneath his eyes and he was usually pale. He looked at his wrist and saw that is was bleeding through the shirt. He cussed. He quickly lifted his sleeve up and turned on the cold water watching his blood flow for a minute then he put his wrist under it and hissed as the water hit his cuts.
Again I will cry,
All is a lie,
That you must break, heal my heartache.
He wanted nothing but Ryan to hold him and help him with Jay his current boyfriend. When he had first met Jay it was like he was in heaven. Since he though Ryan was out of his league he went with Jay even though he was still in love with Ryan. Jay was sweet and cooked him dinner and laid next to him in bed. About 3 weeks into the relationship Jay started to become abusive. Brad shivered just thinking about it. He had began to tell him that he was worthless and no one loved him. When he was told that he had a flashback back to his father. He had no idea why he was trying to push people away. ‘Maybe it’s because It’s easier to die when no one cares about you…’ He grinned darkly and wrapped his wrist up. Yep death didn’t seem like such a bad concept at this point in his life.
Severed fragments of my being
Pieced together give life meaning
Fragile, quilt of faded memories
Torn apart by life's disease... </lj-cut>
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<lj-cut Title: Reunion 2/?
Summary: A high school reunion, old friends, painful memories.
Genre: slash
Pairing: Ryan Stiles/Brad Sherwood, Jeff Davis/OFC, Greg Proops / Drew Carey, Colin Mochrie/Wayne Brady
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Nothing major yet just a few bad words!
Author notes: AU!!! I’m tweaking the ages around a bit and adding a character so on with the story! Oh and Greg And Colin will be in the next chappie! ^_^
Brad looked out of the window on the plane he was on. He had his Ipod in his hand and was listening to Offspring to calm himself. He was not excited about going back to California. Sure he missed Jeff and Alexia. He had only met there son Leon once. He was nervous about seeing Greg and Colin, when Ryan let him they didn’t really talk to him. Jeff and Alexia stayed by his side but they still stayed with Ryan. He was alone to suffer though his pain. He couldn’t tell anyone, to ashamed by what happened. He closed his eyes figuring that he may be able to get a little rest before awakened by nightmares.
Brad laughed as he watched a very drunk Alexia stumble over to Jeff and trip and fall on his lap laughing her ass off. They were at a party Jeff decided to throw for the end of their Junior year. They were listening to music and just hanging out.
Once upon a time
Not so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love
There was a door slamming and Brad looked up and saw Ryan in front of them soaking wet from rain. Brad smiled Ryan looked unbelieving cute when he was soaking wet. “Ry ry!” Alexia slurred running crookedly up to him. Ryan caught her as she fell and smiled at her with his goofy smile. Brad felt a ping of jealously and shook his head turning his attention to Greg who was singing off key to the song. ‘Ryan is straight.. He likes Alexia not you..’ he thought. He was deeply thinking so when a hand touched his shoulder he was surprised and turned to see Ryan behind him. He blushed.
“Hi.. Ryan..” Brad muttered still slightly nervous around Ryan. Ryan smiled.
“Hey Brad how long have you been here for?” Brad shrugged.
“Long enough to hear Jeff say he Loves Alexia and their plans to get married.” Ryan laughed.
“Jeff get married? Right that’ll be the day!” Brad laughed softly and Ryan grabbed his shoulder. “Brad can I talk to you?” Brad swallowed and nodded. Ryan smiled and grabbed his hand and pulled him to Jeff’s room. He shut the door behind him. He turned and stared at Brad for the longest time and then sighed. “Brad I know you like me.” Brad felt his heart sink. ‘Oh god he’s going to hate me now.’ Brad held a hand up Ryan stopped talking.
“Ryan I’m sorry, I’ve liked you from the first day I saw you and I understand if you don’t want to be my friend anymore I know you like Alexia.” Brad stopped because Ryan started laughing loudly. Brad felt a stab of anger. He just humiliated himself and Ryan was laughing. “What’s so funny?” Ryan didn’t stop laughing. Brad was even more confused. “Ryan what is so fucking funny?” Brad half yelled. Ryan stopped laughing and looked at Brad smiling.
I don’t like Alexia! She’s basically my little sister, We’ve known each other since kindergarten! She knows I’m gay.” Brad’s heart stopped. ‘Wait he’s gay?’ Ryan took a few steps towards Brad. Brad started to get nervous. “Brad I like you a lot…” Then he stopped talking and lent down and placed his lips upon Brad’s softly. Brad tried not to jump back in shock. He closed his eyes relishing every moment.
Brad awoke to the plane shaking as turbulence rocked the plane. He was shocked to find his face wet with tears. He raised his hand and quickly wiped away the wetness . This time it was the one of the worst kind of nightmares. A memory of him and Ryan. He was still in love with Ryan after twenty years and that hurt him more then anything ever had in his life. ="Reuion 2")
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<lj-cut text="Reunion 1/?.">Title: Reunion 1/?
Summary: A high school reunion, old friends, painful memories.
Genre: slash
Pairing: Ryan Stiles/Brad Sherwood, Jeff Davis/OFC, Greg Proops/ Drew Carey, Colin Mochrie/Wayne Brady
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: not mine, sadly
Warnings: not sure.. yet
Author notes: AU!!! A daydream while I was at the YMCA... Don’t ask me... Oh and I’m tweaking the ages around a bit and adding a character so on with the story!
Brad looked at the letter he got and grinned darkly. ‘ High school reunion? No thanks..’ It was the twenty year reunion and he personally didn’t want to see anyone from the school. He still remembered the day when he got to the school. It was beginning of Junior year.
Brad looked at his new school slightly overwhelmed. He had no idea where he was going and was slightly freaking out. The bell had just rung and he was lost. “Are you lost?” He heard a soft musical voice behind him. He turned and saw a girl about seventeen behind him, She had sandy brown hair and she was about 5’9 She had the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen they were almost gray. He nodded at her question and she grinned. “What’s your first class?”
“Room 204 Trigonometry.” She laughed.
“That’s my class too.” She held her hand out. “Alexandria Hanson, You?” He grabbed her hand.
“Brad Sherwood.”
He smiled while thinking about her. ‘I should really call her, I do miss her and she did stick with me through that whole Ryan thing..’ He shook his head frowning. ‘ Don’t think about him! He did what he did just leave it!’ Brad sighed and placed his mail on the table and sat on his couch staring at the phone. He hated to admit it but he missed his old gang. Jeff, Colin, Greg, Alexandria and sadly to say he missed Ryan more then any of them. They were all the outcasts in their school and it was pretty fun. Against his better judgment and he new he was going to regret this choice he picked up the phone and dialed Alexandria’s number.
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Alexandria was spreading peanut butter on a piece of bread when the phone rang. She pressed the intercom button. “Hello?” She heard someone clear their throat like they were nervous then she heard a very familiar voice.
“Alexia?” She grinned.
“Brad Sherwood nice to finally hear your voice again.” She heard a chuckle. She smiled lately she had been worried about Brad because he hadn’t been retuning her calls, and he usually called her a few times a month.
“Hey Alexia you going to this reunion thing?” She frowned. She was hoping he wouldn’t bring that up.
“Yes sir I am Colin and Greg are going and bringing there boyfriends, Me and Jeff are going and Before you ask I’m not sure if Ryan is going.” She heard Brad Scoff.
“Alexia You work with him, I’m not that stupid.” She put down the knife and put her head in her hands.
“Brad can’t you just let go of that? It happened over twenty years ago! I can’t keep choosing sides anymore! And If you do not come to this reunion I will personally come to Washington and Drag you ass back over here!” She heard silence then a slight sound that sounded like a gasp/sob. She immediately felt bad.
“Brad.. Hun you ok?” She heard nothing then a sigh.
“I’ll be in California tomorrow can I stay with you?” Alexia sighed and smiled.
“Sure Jeff will love to see you again and you can see Leon again.” She heard Brad sigh.
“Your bitch you know that?” Alexia smiled.
“I love you too Brad.” They laughed and said their goodbyes and Alexia frowned as she hung up. Now all she needed to do was convince Ryan to come over to her house tomorrow.
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Brad followed Alexandria as they went through the court yard shoving past people. Then out of nowhere they stopped in front of what looked like a cafeteria. She looked at him. “We’re waiting for one of my friends his name is Ryan.” Brad nodded and started looking around. After a few minutes he heard somebody calling Alexia’s name. He turned and saw a guy about 6’4 standing behind with sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes. He was amazing looking. He smiled as he walked up to them.
“Who’s the new kid?” Alexia looked at him and Brad stuttered.
“B-brad Sherwood.” He smiled at him and Brad felt like he was in love.
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Ryan Stiles pulled up to the studio early the next morning surprised to see Alexia there and waiting for him holding his usual cup of coffee and a cigarette. He walked over to her and looked down at her. “You know what I like in the mornings.. You sure we never slept together?” Alexia laughed.
“You wish! Do you know if your going to the reunion? I mean Greg and Colin are going to be there with their boyfriends and I think you should come.” She just kind of blurted it out. Ryan glanced at her with a dark look.
“No I know what your trying to do and I’m not going to see Brad.” Alexia frowned.
“Ryan.. It happened twenty years ago.. Grow up.” He just looked at her.
“If you remembered this started off as your fault so I wouldn’t be pushing it.” He said as he shoved past her knocking her over. She just started at him thinking it was going to be much more complicated then she thought and she decided to make a few phone calls after work to get this to work. < / lj-cut >
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<lj-cut text="Reunion ">
Title: Reunion 1/?
Summary: A high school reunion, old friends, painful memories.
Genre: slash
Pairing: Ryan Stiles/Brad Sherwood, Jeff Davis/OFC, Greg Proops/ Drew Carey, Colin Mochrie/Wayne Brady
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: not mine, sadly
Warnings: not sure.. yet
Author notes: AU!!! A daydream while I was at the YMCA... Don’t ask me... Oh and I’m tweaking the ages around a bit and adding a character so on with the story!
Brad looked at the letter he got and grinned darkly. ‘ High school reunion? No thanks..’ It was the twenty year reunion and he personally didn’t want to see anyone from the school. He still remembered the day when he got to the school. It was beginning of Junior year.
Brad looked at his new school slightly overwhelmed. He had no idea where he was going and was slightly freaking out. The bell had just rung and he was lost. “Are you lost?” He heard a soft musical voice behind him. He turned and saw a girl about seventeen behind him, She had sandy brown hair and she was about 5’9 She had the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen they were almost gray. He nodded at her question and she grinned. “What’s your first class?”
“Room 204 Trigonometry.” She laughed.
“That’s my class too.” She held her hand out. “Alexandria Hanson, You?” He grabbed her hand.
“Brad Sherwood.”
He smiled while thinking about her. ‘I should really call her, I do miss her and she did stick with me through that whole Ryan thing..’ He shook his head frowning. ‘ Don’t think about him! He did what he did just leave it!’ Brad sighed and placed his mail on the table and sat on his couch staring at the phone. He hated to admit it but he missed his old gang. Jeff, Colin, Greg, Alexandria and sadly to say he missed Ryan more then any of them. They were all the outcasts in their school and it was pretty fun. Against his better judgment and he new he was going to regret this choice he picked up the phone and dialed Alexandria’s number.
~*~*~*~
Alexandria was spreading peanut butter on a piece of bread when the phone rang. She pressed the intercom button. “Hello?” She heard someone clear their throat like they were nervous then she heard a very familiar voice.
“Alexia?” She grinned.
“Brad Sherwood nice to finally hear your voice again.” She heard a chuckle. She smiled lately she had been worried about Brad because he hadn’t been retuning her calls, and he usually called her a few times a month.
“Hey Alexia you going to this reunion thing?” She frowned. She was hoping he wouldn’t bring that up.
“Yes sir I am Colin and Greg are going and bringing there boyfriends, Me and Jeff are going and Before you ask I’m not sure if Ryan is going.” She heard Brad Scoff.
“Alexia You work with him, I’m not that stupid.” She put down the knife and put her head in her hands.
“Brad can’t you just let go of that? It happened over twenty years ago! I can’t keep choosing sides anymore! And If you do not come to this reunion I will personally come to Washington and Drag you ass back over here!” She heard silence then a slight sound that sounded like a gasp/sob. She immediately felt bad.
“Brad.. Hun you ok?” She heard nothing then a sigh.
“I’ll be in California tomorrow can I stay with you?” Alexia sighed and smiled.
“Sure Jeff will love to see you again and you can see Leon again.” She heard Brad sigh.
“Your bitch you know that?” Alexia smiled.
“I love you too Brad.” They laughed and said their goodbyes and Alexia frowned as she hung up. Now all she needed to do was convince Ryan to come over to her house tomorrow.
~*~*~*~*~
Brad followed Alexandria as they went through the court yard shoving past people. Then out of nowhere they stopped in front of what looked like a cafeteria. She looked at him. “We’re waiting for one of my friends his name is Ryan.” Brad nodded and started looking around. After a few minutes he heard somebody calling Alexia’s name. He turned and saw a guy about 6’4 standing behind with sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes. He was amazing looking. He smiled as he walked up to them.
“Who’s the new kid?” Alexia looked at him and Brad stuttered.
“B-brad Sherwood.” He smiled at him and Brad felt like he was in love.
~*~*~
Ryan Stiles pulled up to the studio early the next morning surprised to see Alexia there and waiting for him holding his usual cup of coffee and a cigarette. He walked over to her and looked down at her. “You know what I like in the mornings.. You sure we never slept together?” Alexia laughed.
“You wish! Do you know if your going to the reunion? I mean Greg and Colin are going to be there with their boyfriends and I think you should come.” She just kind of blurted it out. Ryan glanced at her with a dark look.
“No I know what your trying to do and I’m not going to see Brad.” Alexia frowned.
“Ryan.. It happened twenty years ago.. Grow up.” He just looked at her.
“If you remembered this started off as your fault so I wouldn’t be pushing it.” He said as he shoved past her knocking her over. She just started at him thinking it was going to be much more complicated then she thought and she decided to make a few phone calls after work to get this to work.
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