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Chapter 2
Ryann's POV
I heard voices and they were pretty loud. I opened my eyes and rubbed them with my knuckles. "Now look what you did, you woke her up." It sounded like John. I yawned and looked around.
I seen John and Mike I think his name was; standing there. John sighed. "Sorry that this dumb ass's loud mouth woke you up." I nodded. "It's fine." Mike was staring at me like he was investigating me.
I gave him a disgusted look. He laughed. "I'm Mike; sorry I was trying to figure you out."
I nodded. "I'm Ryann, and did you have any luck with that?" He smirked. "Sadly, no."
John looked at me. "Alright Ryann, now do you know where you want to go?"
I shrugged. "I guess as soon as we are out of Arizona you can drop me off."
John raised his eyebrows. "Then where are you going to go?"
I sighed. "Beats me, I'll find a place to stay and try to get a job." I said while stretching my arm muscle's.
I heard a grunt and I noticed Randy walking over to us. He was shirtless and was just in a pair of basketball shorts;
I couldn't help but stare at him. John looked at Randy. "Hey come up front with me, I got to talk to you."
Randy nodded. "Okay, whatever." Randy and I locked eye contact for about 3 seconds before he went up front with John. Mike sat next to me. "So Ryann.. That's a cool name, why were you walking in the dark?"
"Long story." I mumbled.
Mike smiled. "I got time."
I sighed. "I don't feel like telling."
Mike nudged me. "Come on, eventually you're going to have to tell one of us."
I looked at him like he was insane. "No, I'm going to be dropped off and you won't ever see me again."
Mike raised his eyebrows and was cut off by John and Randy walking back in. I looked at them and John nudged him.
"You ask her." Randy gave him a look of disgust. "No you, it's your idea."
I groaned. "Someone just tell me already!" I said slightly irritated.
John looked at me and smiled. I looked at him. "Why are you smiling?"
"You see I was thinking instead of you getting off in the next state and going to some cheap motel and trying to find a job why don't you just travel with us?" I thought about it for a second. "Where are you guy's even headed?"
Mike interjected. "Iowa, for Monday Night RRAAWWW!" He tried to emphasize Raw.
I looked at John. "What's Monday Night Raw?"
"What?" Mike, Randy, and John said and looked at me like I was a crazy person.
I crossed my arms. "Geez would you guys relax, I never heard of it so what is it?"
Randy looked at me. "It's apart of WWE; it stands for World Wrestling Entertainment."
I nodded. "Ah, you guys are wrestler's. That explains a lot."
Mike gave me a look. "Like what?"
I mocked his expression. "Why you guy's are so big, I figured you were some kind of athletes, but I wasn't sure."
John laughed. "I still can't believe you never heard of WWE before, so back on the subject do you want to travel with us? I can see if I can get you a job backstage or something." I took a minute to think, I looked at Mike who was smiling like an idiot. I rolled my eyes and looked up at Randy; his eyes didn't really show any emotion.
I looked over at John and he was looking anxious. I sighed. "What the hell, why not?"
John smiled. "Alright good-" He started to ramble on about how much fun I'm going to have. I wasn't paying attention, I was holding eye contact with Randy; I noticed he seemed more relaxed and some what happy. John finally stopped. "Sound good?" I nodded. "Yeah sounds cool." I have absolutely no clue what he just said.
Mike looked at me. "You know what this means now don't ya?" I was confused. "No, what does it mean?"
"You have to tell us why you were walking in the dark now."
I sighed. "Damn, I thought I was going to get out of it." Mike and John chuckled; Randy just stood there.
I heard movement and seen Paul and Phil walking up from the back. Paul smirked. "Hey the girl is still here."
"Ahem." I cleared my throat.
Phil smiled. "Her name is Ryann." I nodded. "Thank you Phil." Paul made a little face and sat down.
Phil looked at us. "So what's going on?"
Mike looked at him. "Well Ryann here was going to tell us why she was walking in the dark last night."
Phil smiled. "Ooh, I want to hear. Go on."
I looked around at everybody and they all seemed anxious except Randy; he seemed to be fine if I told or didn't.
That was still 4 against 1, so I sighed and decided to them. "Alright well first off, what ever I say I don't want any one treating me like a charity case and don't be sympathetic please, I don't need it."
They all nodded, and I started off. "Okay well, I never had a good childhood, as soon as I turned 6 I was verbally abused by my parents. My mom always called me an ugly bitch and my Dad used to call me a whore. When I hit 12, Verbal abuse turned into physical, that went on till I was 16 and threatened to call the cops. They stopped and my mom turned to drugs; while my dad turned to Alcohol. Since then I was just waiting patiently for my 18th birthday to come so I could leave; which brings me here." Everyone just kind of stayed quiet.
Paul broke the silence. "I'm proud of ya kid, that must have been hard to go through, but you hung in there." I
smiled; that was the first time anyone has ever told me that they were proud of me.
"T-Thanks." I managed to get out.
Mike nudged me. "Hey at least you're out of that hell hole now." I nodded. "Yeah."
John looked at me. "Ryann I'm soo-" I cut him off. "John, Please.."
He nodded. "Sorry, it's just-" I cut him off with a look. He sighed. "Fine."
I smirked, and Phil looked at me. "You know that makes you one tough son of a bitch."
I chuckled. "Thanks, I think." He laughed and went back to the back. Everyone seemed to follow and that left me and Randy here alone. I looked up at him and his eyes captured mine. His eyes showed that he felt sorry for me.
I couldn't take sympathy. I cut the eye contact and stared at the floor. "Ryann." His voice was low, yet calming.
I looked up at him curiously. "Yeah?"
"It's okay let people care about you, I mean look at this we have all known for what a day, and we already care about you. You just have to let us." I nodded, didn't know what else to do.
He sat down next to me and sighed. "So tell me about yourself?"
"I already did." I chuckled.
He shook his head. "No, not your life story; I mean like what's your favorite color, food, and what do you hate? That kind of stuff." I raised my eyebrow. "Don't you have anything better to do then talk to me?"
He shrugged. "I could sleep, but Mike with his big ass mouth would wake me up."
I laughed. "Yeah, I had that experience this morning." He half smiled. "So..?"
I nodded. "Right, um My favorite color is red, food would have to be spaghetti, I don't really watch any TV shows, um
favorite type of music would have to be rock; and something I hate would have to be people who misspell things on
purpose."
Randy laughed. "I know what you mean, it's like they think they are cool because they add extra letters and shit."
I laughed too. "I also hate when people put z's instead of s's."
He chuckled. "Me too, in high school English was my favorite subject; so when it comes to spelling and grammar I get
a little irritated." I smiled. "Me too, I got straight A's in English from 1st grade to 12th."
He nodded, and smiled. "Same here, okay my favorite color is yellow, food for me is probably steak, I don't have time
to watch a lot of TV but, I do like Dexter; and I too like Rock music." I smiled. "Nice."
He smirked. "Yeah, so what do you think is the dumbest thing you did in your childhood?"
I took a second to think. "Um, probably would have to be when I took my cat for a walk without a leash."
Randy laughed. "You took a catfor a walk?"
I chuckled and nodded. "Yeah I was 5 years old and I wanted to talk him for a walk and he ended up running away."
"Obviously Cats don't go on walks." He chuckled.
I raised my hands up and laughed. "Hey, I was only 5 don't judge me. What about you? What's the stupidest thing you have done?"
"Well I think I was about 8 years old, and I seen this movie and this girl was on a roof and she needed to jump, so
she grabbed an umbrella and she floated down, so I automatically assumed that I could do that too."
I smiled and sighed. "Oh no you didn't!"
He smiled. "I didn't I made my younger brother Nate do it off of the garage roof, he broke his leg. I then realized
that Movies were fake." He started laughing and I joined.
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