I didn't think I would be able to make a second chapter to this, it was supposed to be a one shot, but controversy-queen and shoonoowhatever reviewed an they both thought that it wasn't one shot and I thought maybe I could come up with a second chapter, and so I did, and here it is.
Let me know what you think
Oh yeah if you guys have any ideas for future chaps or stories let me know and also if anyone wants to co-write a story I am totally open to what ever.
Love Always
Bek
Ryan often felt like digging a razor into the old cut and ripping the flesh open again, sometimes it was because he felt like seeing what would happen, other times he didn't know why he wanted to, but he just did. The only thing stopping him was the Cohen's and Marissa, knowing he had someone to love him was enough to realize that cutting his wrists would be idiotic and immature. He also knew this time that someone would notice.
He often wondered how come his mother never noticed that her younger son cut his wrists, it's not like it's a hard thing to not notice, she didn't even notice what he was doing when he started leaving bloody towels and occasionally even leaving a bloody razor somewhere in the bathroom. In fact she never noticed, he wasn't sure that his mother ever noticed the cutting or the scars on his wrists.
Maybe she was too drunk or too high. Maybe she just didn't care. Ryan didn't and would never know. But he didn't care, now was his time to not care. Now he had nothing to worry about. Now he had the Cohen and now he had Marissa. Now he had Marissa and all the problems that came packaged up with her, but he didn't care that those came extra he was just interested in the main package. And that package was now lying there with him. He wrapped a strong arm around her delicate sleeping frame and gently kissed her forehead before letting sleep take over his own well-worn body.
