Ryder faced the wall, curled up and near hiding under his quilt sniffling
from quiet cries. Finn stayed until he fell asleep, before leaving, keeping
the light on in the room before going out, slowly closing the door behind
himself.
When Ryder woke up he felt like he was suffocating as he flung his arm to the side and rolled onto his back, realising that the quilt was pulled up over his head. He yanked down the quilt and glanced around the still room and blinked looking up at the ceiling seeing that the light had been left on. He reluctantly left the almost comforting warmth of his bed to walk across the room and turn the light off. He then hesitantly walked over to the window and pulled back an edge of the curtain.
It was mockingly bright outside, the sunshine hurting his eyes as he looked down at the world outside the window. Students walking around, talking to groups of friends, some smiling and laughing. A group of students off to the far left of the grassy area playing football, cheering as someone scored a goal. Everything looked so bitterly happy that Ryder frowned, hating it. It was as if no-one cared, and they were just carrying on with their lives. Outside the window the world was drifting by but here on the otherside it was like time had stopped, and Ryder was trapped inside this dark silent room, isolated from everything.
He sighed and stepped away from the window, the curtain falling back, drenching the room into dimmer light. He was feeling his skin crawl from feelings of dirt trapped inside again and decided he needed a shower. He grabbed some clean clothes and went over to his door, about to grab the handle but stopped when he heard laughter outside. He listened carefully as a group of boys walked and talked their way past his room and he froze.
He waited until he was sure it was quiet and no-one was there in the hallway, he guessed that everyone was going to lessons anyway. He reluctantly opened the door and left the safe dark confines of his room, and walked hurriedly down the hallways right against the wall until he got to the shower room. Luckily it was empty and he sighed, stepping into a shower cubicle and shutting the curtain. He turned the water on listening to the reassuring sounds of the water hissing as he began to slowly strip off his clothing.
As each piece of clothing was removed he shook a bit more and he was looking forwards, not daring to look down at the body he now despised. He darted under the hot water and closed his eyes, pressing his back against the tiled wall before slowly sliding down to sit on the floor of the shower. He drifted under the darkness of having his eyes squeezed shut, and the warm water rushing over his body, willing the dirt he felt to be washed away. He then suddenly felt like hands were being run over his body scratching away at his skin and opened his eyes with a gasp, looking around expecting someone to be there, but there wasn't. He was alone. He curled up a bit more and suddenly realised that he was the one scratching away at his skin. He held his hands up in front of him and saw faint watery red liquid slip off his fingers. He swallowed and looked down nervously at his legs to see a long trail of scratches from his nails, it looked like a wild cat had attacked them. "shit" he cursed, staring at the long red lines, his legs tingling from hot sensation before he reached up and slammed the water off.
He stood up and grabbed the towel he'd brought with him and dried himself quickly. He tried drying his legs as best he could but the material hurt against the scratches so he gave up and pulled on his dry clean clothing. He grabbed all of his stuff together and hurried to leave the shower and get back to his room.
As the door swung open a voice clearly said "-all that screaming was freaky, do you think Ryder's gone a bit, crazy?" He froze and almost dropped everything he was holding and the person and their friend turned and spotted Ryder, and immediately looked embarrassed and turned away. Ryder looked down at the floor as he quickly rushed off to his bedroom and dropped all his stuff onto the bed.
Everybody thought he was crazy now? He thought. No wonder everyone was smiling and laughing he thought, as he remembered looking out of the window earlier. I bet they're all laughing at me behind my back, they don't really feel sympathy for me, they just think I got what I deserved-
"There you are" he jumped and turned around to see Finn standing in the doorway.
"Would you stop just, turning up like that?" Ryder snapped.
"I'm sorry. How are you feeling this morning?" Finn asked.
Ryder just looked away and sat on the edge of his bed. I feel like everybody's staring at me thinking about what a crazy faggot I am he thought in his mind. "Oh yeah.. you wanted me to go to your office for a chat in the morning" he said after seeing the clock on his desk reading 12:45pm and stared at it confused.
"You were sleeping, thought I'd leave you to rest. Do you feel up to being around people today?" Fin asked and Ryder looked over at him with a mixed expression of confusion and questioning. "You haven't eaten in a while, thought you might want to join everyone at dinner. Maybe go to the common room afterwards, see your friends"-
"I'll pass thanks" Ryder said bitterly staring at the wall opposite. He didn't feel hungry at all, and he didn't want to face everyone staring at him again. And as for seeing friends - what friends?
"Okay, well if you change your mind. I've got to go, I have to teach a lesson soon"
"Hmm, whatever" Ryder muttered and watched the door close after Finn left. He then sighed and shifted on the bed, wincing a little as the material of his jeans brushed against his leg. He leaned over as much he could without feeling pain and rolled up the jean leg to inspect the scratches. They were horrible red marks and some were still bleeding a little. His eyes watched mesmerised as the thick red liquid oozed from the scratches he caused himself. He reached over with a shaky hand and brushed a finger lightly over one of the cuts, feeling a tingling pain, and brushed the blood away. He then looked at his finger at the small red stain and imagined it was the dirt that had been inside his body, but now it had bled out. He licked his lips and chewed the lower lip as he yanked back down the leg of his jeans.
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Ryder remained in his room alone for the rest of the day. He didn't turn up to dinner and didn't go to the common room, just stayed away on his own. Finn was becoming worried of Ryder's state - his isolation, not eating, the nightmare the night before. Ryder just hid away and blanked out everything as he lay curled up under his quilt on his bed, lost in his own little world.
Soon night fell again and Ryder left the lamp on his desk on, feeling so weak and pathetic like a child afraid of the dark. He lay on his side with his back to the wall, staring out at the room, watching the door, incase anyone came in he could see them. He could then quickly protect himself as well, because there was a baseball bat underneath his bed. No-one can hurt you now he tried convincing himself.
Like the night before he soon drifted off to sleep. Like the night before he screamed and cried in his sleep from the nightmares, reliving the horror of what had happened to him, feeling all the pain and humiliation all over again. Like the night before he'd woken everyone up and was shaken awake by Finn, who stayed with Ryder until he reluctantly fell back asleep.
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"Hey Will" Finn said, calling the boy back the next day when the lesson had ended, "can I ask you a really big a favor?"
"Sure, what is it?" Will asked, standing near the teacher's desk as he slung his backpack over his shoulder.
"Well its about Ryder" Finn sighed leaning back in his chair and watched Will look down at the floor and let his bag slide off down his arm and be placed onto a nearby table.
"What do you want me to do?" Will asked.
"As you and, well, everyone knows - Ryder's going through a difficult time because of what happened to him and he's isolating himself from everyone and everything. He needs someone to talk to though, instead of keeping everything bottled up inside"
"So. you want me to try talking to him and get him to open up to somebody?" Will leaned against his desk and played with the zip on his bag.
Finn nodded and leaned forward, resting his arms on his desk. "Yes but also. keep an eye on him. He's in a really bad state and we're all worried about him. I was wondering if you'd consider sharing a room with him?"
"What? Me?" Will's eyes widened, "I don't know Finn, we're not exactly friends"
"But you're a good kid Will" Finn stated and then sighed, "I haven't spoken to Ryder about this yet, I just thought. well its an idea. To make sure he doesn't do anything. stupid"
"You think he would?"
"In his state, maybe. You've all seen how he's become he's completely changed. And at night, he won't admit it but he's terrified Will, especially of being on his own despite how much he pushes people away"
"He's putting up barriers" Will stated, thinking about what Jake had said the other day.
"Exactly" Finn nodded.
"And you think I could break them?" Will raised an eyebrow and looked sceptical.
"I would appreciate it if you could try. At least think about it. Ryder needs all the help he can get - considering he doesn't want to talk to the police, counsellors, anyone"
"What you mean, he hasn't told the police about what happened?!" Will's eyes widened.
Finn shook his head, "I shouldn't be telling you, but he doesn't want the police involved. I think he doesn't want to face up to what happened yet, and them questioning him won't help"
Will looked down and shook his head slightly then looked back up, "what about Scout?" he asked thinking of his room mate.
"Talk to him about it. I was thinking if you and Ryder agree to this idea, then he could swap with Scout, so Scout would have Ryder's room and Ryder would share your room with you"
"Well.. I'll think about it and talk to Scout. But only if you talk to Ryder about it first, I have a feeling he'll hate the idea" Will reluctantly said.
"Me too" Finn groaned.
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"WHAT?!" Ryder stared at Finn incredulously as he stood in the middle of his room, "for God's sake I don't need babysitting! Especially not by Will" he snapped bitterly with a look of disgust.
"Just think about it Ryder! I was only thinking of your well being - trying to make you see you're not alone in this and people care" Finn spoke to him.
"Why is everyone trying to invade my privacy all the time?! And this idea - sharing a room with Will?! I don't want him around, or anyone for that matter, I mean he'll probably be there when I'm getting dressed" he shuddered, "or trying to sleep, or"-
"Okay, I get that you're feeling unsure and have.issues" he mumbled the word but Ryder caught it and gave him a death glare, "but think about it Ryder - he'll be around as someone for you to talk to. And I can't keep waking you up from nightmares" Finn said.
"Oh I see, passing the concern and care off to someone else because you can't be bothered anymore" Ryder snapped.
"That's not true Ryder!" Finn raised his voice a little. "Look, it was just an idea, and as I can see, a bad one. I just thought you might appreciate the help and protection was all" Fin said and headed to the door.
Ryder laughed disbelieving, "protection? Me, protected by Will?" he laughed and his only answer was the door closing behind Finn. He couldn't believe it - Finn thought he needed protection? He thought Ryder couldn't protect himself? Of course you can't you idiot, you couldn't stop those drunk guys from raping you could you? a little voice in his mind said. His face twisted into a frown as he collapsed onto the bed and groaned closing his eyes. He couldn't protect himself then, did that mean he couldn't protect himself now? He froze at the thought of not being able to protect himself from an attack in the future. Surely it couldn't happen to him - a second time? He felt his insides twist.
But Will? Ryder frowned. He and Will hated each other right? They couldn't stand to be in the same room as each other for a few seconds, let alone share a room. Oh but of course Finn would pick Will to be someone for me to share a room with, Ryder thought bitterly, "teacher's pet" he muttered. Will would do anything to suck up to and make a good impression on Finn Ryder thought. He could just imagine Will trying to be friends with him, trying to talk to him, protect him. Ha, whatever Ryder thought, I don't need anybody, especially him to be watching me all the time, babysitting me - he frowned again hating the idea.
But then again, he thought, he did hate being alone in the night. He hated lying there with nothing but the quiet darkness, the unknowing of what was out there to get him. And it was embarrassing having Finn have to rush in to wake him from the nightmares that were beginning to plague him. He thought about what the boy had said when he'd walked out the shower room. Was he going crazy? Maybe that was why Finn wanted someone to keep an eye on him. I'm not going crazy Ryder told himself, then thought about the scratches on his legs. I didn't do that because I'm crazy I just, I was just having a shower, was cleaning myself that was all he was telling himself. He curled up on the bed. "I'm not going crazy" he whispered as if trying to convince himself, but the problem was convincing everyone else.
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"He detested the idea" Finn informed Will in his office.
"I thought he would" Will mumbled and shifted on his feet, "well, it was a good idea you had anyway. Its not like you can force us into it" he thought. In a way he was a bit relieved, having the same thoughts as Ryder about how they couldn't stand each other that much, and couldn't be in the same room as each other for a few minutes without breaking out into some argument. He'd also spoken to Scout about it and he'd been sceptical about the idea.
"Yeah I know. Its just difficult watching him being so.. so self- destructive and suffering in silence, not being able to do much about it. He was raped, he has to face upto it, not bottle everything up inside"
"Don't the doctor's make him go see a counsellor?" Will asked.
Finn shook his head, "in the end its Ryder's decision, and you can imagine where he told them to shove the counsellor and the victim support group idea"
Will frowned, why did Ryder have to be so stubborn? Why couldn't he accept the help everyone was offering him, instead of pushing everyone away from him?
A hesitant knock on the door made them both look over to the door and Finn called "come in" giving an apologetic look of sorts to Will. They watched as a shy looking Ryder hesitantly entered the room and closed the door behind him.
"Ah Ryder" Finn said standing up from his desk.
"I better leave then" Will said and went to walk out of the room.
"about that room sharing idea with Will" Ryder blurted out quickly and both Finn and Will stood still and looked at him with slight surprise. "Uh" Ryder ran a hand through his hair, "I guess, maybe, um, give it a try, just to see if, might be good idea" he was mumbling.
"Will you still up for it?" Finn asked looking over at him.
Will looked between Finn and Ryder before nodding, "yeah.I guess. I suppose I better go tell Scout he's moving rooms then?". He and Finn both caught Ryder's questioning confused look.
"It would be logical if Scout moved to your room and you moved into the other room with Will" Finn explained to Ryder.
Ryder groaned and rolled his eyes, "fine but.. this is only temporary right?" he asked looking from Will to Finn.
"Right" they both nodded at Ryder, and as he turned to go back to his room Finn and Will exchanged glances.
When Ryder woke up he felt like he was suffocating as he flung his arm to the side and rolled onto his back, realising that the quilt was pulled up over his head. He yanked down the quilt and glanced around the still room and blinked looking up at the ceiling seeing that the light had been left on. He reluctantly left the almost comforting warmth of his bed to walk across the room and turn the light off. He then hesitantly walked over to the window and pulled back an edge of the curtain.
It was mockingly bright outside, the sunshine hurting his eyes as he looked down at the world outside the window. Students walking around, talking to groups of friends, some smiling and laughing. A group of students off to the far left of the grassy area playing football, cheering as someone scored a goal. Everything looked so bitterly happy that Ryder frowned, hating it. It was as if no-one cared, and they were just carrying on with their lives. Outside the window the world was drifting by but here on the otherside it was like time had stopped, and Ryder was trapped inside this dark silent room, isolated from everything.
He sighed and stepped away from the window, the curtain falling back, drenching the room into dimmer light. He was feeling his skin crawl from feelings of dirt trapped inside again and decided he needed a shower. He grabbed some clean clothes and went over to his door, about to grab the handle but stopped when he heard laughter outside. He listened carefully as a group of boys walked and talked their way past his room and he froze.
He waited until he was sure it was quiet and no-one was there in the hallway, he guessed that everyone was going to lessons anyway. He reluctantly opened the door and left the safe dark confines of his room, and walked hurriedly down the hallways right against the wall until he got to the shower room. Luckily it was empty and he sighed, stepping into a shower cubicle and shutting the curtain. He turned the water on listening to the reassuring sounds of the water hissing as he began to slowly strip off his clothing.
As each piece of clothing was removed he shook a bit more and he was looking forwards, not daring to look down at the body he now despised. He darted under the hot water and closed his eyes, pressing his back against the tiled wall before slowly sliding down to sit on the floor of the shower. He drifted under the darkness of having his eyes squeezed shut, and the warm water rushing over his body, willing the dirt he felt to be washed away. He then suddenly felt like hands were being run over his body scratching away at his skin and opened his eyes with a gasp, looking around expecting someone to be there, but there wasn't. He was alone. He curled up a bit more and suddenly realised that he was the one scratching away at his skin. He held his hands up in front of him and saw faint watery red liquid slip off his fingers. He swallowed and looked down nervously at his legs to see a long trail of scratches from his nails, it looked like a wild cat had attacked them. "shit" he cursed, staring at the long red lines, his legs tingling from hot sensation before he reached up and slammed the water off.
He stood up and grabbed the towel he'd brought with him and dried himself quickly. He tried drying his legs as best he could but the material hurt against the scratches so he gave up and pulled on his dry clean clothing. He grabbed all of his stuff together and hurried to leave the shower and get back to his room.
As the door swung open a voice clearly said "-all that screaming was freaky, do you think Ryder's gone a bit, crazy?" He froze and almost dropped everything he was holding and the person and their friend turned and spotted Ryder, and immediately looked embarrassed and turned away. Ryder looked down at the floor as he quickly rushed off to his bedroom and dropped all his stuff onto the bed.
Everybody thought he was crazy now? He thought. No wonder everyone was smiling and laughing he thought, as he remembered looking out of the window earlier. I bet they're all laughing at me behind my back, they don't really feel sympathy for me, they just think I got what I deserved-
"There you are" he jumped and turned around to see Finn standing in the doorway.
"Would you stop just, turning up like that?" Ryder snapped.
"I'm sorry. How are you feeling this morning?" Finn asked.
Ryder just looked away and sat on the edge of his bed. I feel like everybody's staring at me thinking about what a crazy faggot I am he thought in his mind. "Oh yeah.. you wanted me to go to your office for a chat in the morning" he said after seeing the clock on his desk reading 12:45pm and stared at it confused.
"You were sleeping, thought I'd leave you to rest. Do you feel up to being around people today?" Fin asked and Ryder looked over at him with a mixed expression of confusion and questioning. "You haven't eaten in a while, thought you might want to join everyone at dinner. Maybe go to the common room afterwards, see your friends"-
"I'll pass thanks" Ryder said bitterly staring at the wall opposite. He didn't feel hungry at all, and he didn't want to face everyone staring at him again. And as for seeing friends - what friends?
"Okay, well if you change your mind. I've got to go, I have to teach a lesson soon"
"Hmm, whatever" Ryder muttered and watched the door close after Finn left. He then sighed and shifted on the bed, wincing a little as the material of his jeans brushed against his leg. He leaned over as much he could without feeling pain and rolled up the jean leg to inspect the scratches. They were horrible red marks and some were still bleeding a little. His eyes watched mesmerised as the thick red liquid oozed from the scratches he caused himself. He reached over with a shaky hand and brushed a finger lightly over one of the cuts, feeling a tingling pain, and brushed the blood away. He then looked at his finger at the small red stain and imagined it was the dirt that had been inside his body, but now it had bled out. He licked his lips and chewed the lower lip as he yanked back down the leg of his jeans.
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Ryder remained in his room alone for the rest of the day. He didn't turn up to dinner and didn't go to the common room, just stayed away on his own. Finn was becoming worried of Ryder's state - his isolation, not eating, the nightmare the night before. Ryder just hid away and blanked out everything as he lay curled up under his quilt on his bed, lost in his own little world.
Soon night fell again and Ryder left the lamp on his desk on, feeling so weak and pathetic like a child afraid of the dark. He lay on his side with his back to the wall, staring out at the room, watching the door, incase anyone came in he could see them. He could then quickly protect himself as well, because there was a baseball bat underneath his bed. No-one can hurt you now he tried convincing himself.
Like the night before he soon drifted off to sleep. Like the night before he screamed and cried in his sleep from the nightmares, reliving the horror of what had happened to him, feeling all the pain and humiliation all over again. Like the night before he'd woken everyone up and was shaken awake by Finn, who stayed with Ryder until he reluctantly fell back asleep.
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"Hey Will" Finn said, calling the boy back the next day when the lesson had ended, "can I ask you a really big a favor?"
"Sure, what is it?" Will asked, standing near the teacher's desk as he slung his backpack over his shoulder.
"Well its about Ryder" Finn sighed leaning back in his chair and watched Will look down at the floor and let his bag slide off down his arm and be placed onto a nearby table.
"What do you want me to do?" Will asked.
"As you and, well, everyone knows - Ryder's going through a difficult time because of what happened to him and he's isolating himself from everyone and everything. He needs someone to talk to though, instead of keeping everything bottled up inside"
"So. you want me to try talking to him and get him to open up to somebody?" Will leaned against his desk and played with the zip on his bag.
Finn nodded and leaned forward, resting his arms on his desk. "Yes but also. keep an eye on him. He's in a really bad state and we're all worried about him. I was wondering if you'd consider sharing a room with him?"
"What? Me?" Will's eyes widened, "I don't know Finn, we're not exactly friends"
"But you're a good kid Will" Finn stated and then sighed, "I haven't spoken to Ryder about this yet, I just thought. well its an idea. To make sure he doesn't do anything. stupid"
"You think he would?"
"In his state, maybe. You've all seen how he's become he's completely changed. And at night, he won't admit it but he's terrified Will, especially of being on his own despite how much he pushes people away"
"He's putting up barriers" Will stated, thinking about what Jake had said the other day.
"Exactly" Finn nodded.
"And you think I could break them?" Will raised an eyebrow and looked sceptical.
"I would appreciate it if you could try. At least think about it. Ryder needs all the help he can get - considering he doesn't want to talk to the police, counsellors, anyone"
"What you mean, he hasn't told the police about what happened?!" Will's eyes widened.
Finn shook his head, "I shouldn't be telling you, but he doesn't want the police involved. I think he doesn't want to face up to what happened yet, and them questioning him won't help"
Will looked down and shook his head slightly then looked back up, "what about Scout?" he asked thinking of his room mate.
"Talk to him about it. I was thinking if you and Ryder agree to this idea, then he could swap with Scout, so Scout would have Ryder's room and Ryder would share your room with you"
"Well.. I'll think about it and talk to Scout. But only if you talk to Ryder about it first, I have a feeling he'll hate the idea" Will reluctantly said.
"Me too" Finn groaned.
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"WHAT?!" Ryder stared at Finn incredulously as he stood in the middle of his room, "for God's sake I don't need babysitting! Especially not by Will" he snapped bitterly with a look of disgust.
"Just think about it Ryder! I was only thinking of your well being - trying to make you see you're not alone in this and people care" Finn spoke to him.
"Why is everyone trying to invade my privacy all the time?! And this idea - sharing a room with Will?! I don't want him around, or anyone for that matter, I mean he'll probably be there when I'm getting dressed" he shuddered, "or trying to sleep, or"-
"Okay, I get that you're feeling unsure and have.issues" he mumbled the word but Ryder caught it and gave him a death glare, "but think about it Ryder - he'll be around as someone for you to talk to. And I can't keep waking you up from nightmares" Finn said.
"Oh I see, passing the concern and care off to someone else because you can't be bothered anymore" Ryder snapped.
"That's not true Ryder!" Finn raised his voice a little. "Look, it was just an idea, and as I can see, a bad one. I just thought you might appreciate the help and protection was all" Fin said and headed to the door.
Ryder laughed disbelieving, "protection? Me, protected by Will?" he laughed and his only answer was the door closing behind Finn. He couldn't believe it - Finn thought he needed protection? He thought Ryder couldn't protect himself? Of course you can't you idiot, you couldn't stop those drunk guys from raping you could you? a little voice in his mind said. His face twisted into a frown as he collapsed onto the bed and groaned closing his eyes. He couldn't protect himself then, did that mean he couldn't protect himself now? He froze at the thought of not being able to protect himself from an attack in the future. Surely it couldn't happen to him - a second time? He felt his insides twist.
But Will? Ryder frowned. He and Will hated each other right? They couldn't stand to be in the same room as each other for a few seconds, let alone share a room. Oh but of course Finn would pick Will to be someone for me to share a room with, Ryder thought bitterly, "teacher's pet" he muttered. Will would do anything to suck up to and make a good impression on Finn Ryder thought. He could just imagine Will trying to be friends with him, trying to talk to him, protect him. Ha, whatever Ryder thought, I don't need anybody, especially him to be watching me all the time, babysitting me - he frowned again hating the idea.
But then again, he thought, he did hate being alone in the night. He hated lying there with nothing but the quiet darkness, the unknowing of what was out there to get him. And it was embarrassing having Finn have to rush in to wake him from the nightmares that were beginning to plague him. He thought about what the boy had said when he'd walked out the shower room. Was he going crazy? Maybe that was why Finn wanted someone to keep an eye on him. I'm not going crazy Ryder told himself, then thought about the scratches on his legs. I didn't do that because I'm crazy I just, I was just having a shower, was cleaning myself that was all he was telling himself. He curled up on the bed. "I'm not going crazy" he whispered as if trying to convince himself, but the problem was convincing everyone else.
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"He detested the idea" Finn informed Will in his office.
"I thought he would" Will mumbled and shifted on his feet, "well, it was a good idea you had anyway. Its not like you can force us into it" he thought. In a way he was a bit relieved, having the same thoughts as Ryder about how they couldn't stand each other that much, and couldn't be in the same room as each other for a few minutes without breaking out into some argument. He'd also spoken to Scout about it and he'd been sceptical about the idea.
"Yeah I know. Its just difficult watching him being so.. so self- destructive and suffering in silence, not being able to do much about it. He was raped, he has to face upto it, not bottle everything up inside"
"Don't the doctor's make him go see a counsellor?" Will asked.
Finn shook his head, "in the end its Ryder's decision, and you can imagine where he told them to shove the counsellor and the victim support group idea"
Will frowned, why did Ryder have to be so stubborn? Why couldn't he accept the help everyone was offering him, instead of pushing everyone away from him?
A hesitant knock on the door made them both look over to the door and Finn called "come in" giving an apologetic look of sorts to Will. They watched as a shy looking Ryder hesitantly entered the room and closed the door behind him.
"Ah Ryder" Finn said standing up from his desk.
"I better leave then" Will said and went to walk out of the room.
"about that room sharing idea with Will" Ryder blurted out quickly and both Finn and Will stood still and looked at him with slight surprise. "Uh" Ryder ran a hand through his hair, "I guess, maybe, um, give it a try, just to see if, might be good idea" he was mumbling.
"Will you still up for it?" Finn asked looking over at him.
Will looked between Finn and Ryder before nodding, "yeah.I guess. I suppose I better go tell Scout he's moving rooms then?". He and Finn both caught Ryder's questioning confused look.
"It would be logical if Scout moved to your room and you moved into the other room with Will" Finn explained to Ryder.
Ryder groaned and rolled his eyes, "fine but.. this is only temporary right?" he asked looking from Will to Finn.
"Right" they both nodded at Ryder, and as he turned to go back to his room Finn and Will exchanged glances.