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Come Undone

Chapter 7

Sandy was going up the wall. Ryan had been missing now for four days. He had a few contacts in the police department who were making discreet enquiries for him, but so far all roads had led to nowhere. Ryan had a probation meeting he needed to attend in five days, if he didn't show up for that then he would be officially on the police wanted list. Sandy had kept that piece of information to himself. Kirsten was teary all the time as it was and Seth was barely speaking to them, blaming them for Ryan's disappearance, which had added to Sandy's burden of guilt.

Sandy had taken to driving round Chino's streets in the hope of seeing Ryan but deep down he knew this was futile. Chino was not a small place but it gave him something to focus on. He had approached some of the street kids with a photograph but if they had seen him or knew who he was they weren't telling. Sandy suspected that they thought he was a cop, and it was not a good thing to be seen talking to one in Chino obviously, judging by the comments he'd got.

Sandy felt so helpless, he knew when he brought Ryan home that things wouldn't be easy but it had been one thing after another. He felt at a loss how to handle Ryan sometimes. If he had been a standard punk it might be easier to mould and discipline him but Ryan was so sensitive, analysing every word to find hidden meaning, trying to pre-empt any rejection even when it wasn't there. Sandy knew that this was at the core of Ryan's behaviour at the moment. He had to make it right. So if it meant driving around aimlessly then that's what he would do.

On the second day of staying with Chris and Missy, Ryan realised that he needed to earn some money. His stash was not going to last long in this house. The amount of drugs and junk food consumed was vast. Ryan being Ryan, he felt that he needed to contribute but was probably over compensating in relief at having a place to stay.

That night they had all gone out to a local club. It was rough and ready but they served you, no questions asked, as long as you didn't look like a total kid. Missy and he had been indulging in a little light groping in a quiet corner when a couple of ass holes had started kicking off. One pushed the other into Missy. Ryan was pissed off enough to deck the mouthy one and was just in the process of pushing the other into the wall in an arm lock when the bouncer sprung into action.

The off shot from this was that Ryan had impressed someone with his quick dealing of the situation and secured himself some 'under the table' work as a bouncer.

Ryan felt better now that he had some money coming in and hell; there were worst jobs than throwing drunks out on the street. There were a few who looked at Ryan's compact size and thought they could have a go. They usually regretted it. Ryan had a natural aptitude for punching people and it suited his mood at the moment, it was an added bonus to get paid for it.

It was his second night working at the club. Missy was not making his job easy. She had been teasing him all evening. Ryan was stood talking to the second bouncer. He was having trouble focusing on what he was saying as his eyes kept being drawn to Missy who was stood with Chris and an assorted group behind George at the back of the club. Ryan was feigning interest in George's tale of how the weights in the gym he went to were substandard, but his eyes were drawn over George's shoulder to what Missy was doing to the bottle of Bud she had in her hand. Shit, he seriously wanted to be that bottle as he watched her slowly run her tongue around the rim. She kept eye contact with Ryan and he swore he saw her eyes gleam even from this distance he crumbled.

Ryan blurted out halfway through a monologue on the virtues of a steam bath after lifting weights.

" Can I take my break now?"

Ryan had to get away before George looked down and saw the hard on Ryan was sporting and God forbid, thought it was his tales of sweaty gym shenanigans that was turning Ryan on. Ryan had the distinct impression that George batted for the other team and he was trying to come onto him in a round about way. He'd let the guy down gently another time, now he needed those lips around him.

He strode over to Missy and grabbed her hand, eliciting a 'caveman' comment from her, and pulled her to the back of the club to the fire exit door. On the way he bumped into a dark haired girl but not stopping he muttered an apology and pushed open the door.

Once outside he spun her around and pushed her against the wall, holding her chin. He kissed her, probing his tongue in her hot mouth, rubbing his denim clad hard on against her thigh. Ryan had reverted back to his Chino ways. After his Newport drought as he called it, it was good to be with a girl who knew what she wanted. There was no pussy footing around with Missy and after months of being a gentleman with Marissa he was making up for lost time.

"I'm going to ban you from coming here when I'm working, you are too much of a distraction Melissa." Ryan looked at her under hooded eyes.

"You love it and you know it Ryan, and can you think of a better way to spend your breaks?" She gave a dirty laugh and continued kissing him.

Missy's hand was working the buttons on Ryan's jeans causing all brain function to move southwards. As Ryan lent back against the wall his stomach did a flip-flop. It never failed to astound him that a simple movement of a girl kneeling down in front of him could elicit such a response in the internal workings of his body. His heart raced, his breathing deepened, his throat tightened. He had to brace his legs to support himself; all due to a girl kneeling down…She hadn't even touched him yet. Ryan smiled to himself, he hoped those feelings would never go away. He remembered when Trey had taken him to see a re-run of Star Wars when he was nine and he had pretty much the same feelings. He had enjoyed the film so much and begged Trey to take him again to see it the next day. He remembered vividly the disappointment of not capturing the same level of excitement again. Ryan mentally shook his head. Shit he really should start laying off the coke if it made him start thinking of Trey and Star Wars instead of what was going to happen.

Missy had begun to do a good impression of what she had been doing to that bottle, she had serious talent. Linda Lovelace had nothing on this girl. Ryan wove his fingers in her hair and tried not to thrust his hips, letting her take the lead. The street sounds from the nearby road added to his sense of urgency and before he knew what was happening he exploded in a profound orgasm that took him by surprise. He felt embarrassed, he usually at least liked to give some warning. Ryan cleared his throat and looked apologetically at Missy.

"Sorry about that." He was sure he was blushing.

"I suppose I should be flattered…" She smiled ruefully "I'm just going to get a drink." At least she was smiling.

She gave him a kiss and disappeared through the fire door, leaving him fumbling with his buttons in the dim light, cursing the fact that he didn't just have a zip.

The door opened almost immediately and Ryan looked up expecting to see Melissa. His jaw dropped when he saw Theresa stood with a face like thunder.

"So THIS is what you left Newport for? To spend your time screwing some slut in an ally. Jesus Ryan, what the hell are you doing?" Theresa's voice was shrill.

Ryan triumphantly managed to do the final button up on his pants.

"What has this got to do with you Theresa?"

"It has EVERYTHING to do with me when Mr Cohen comes to my house saying that you'd disappeared, quizzing me. That man is having a nervous breakdown trying to find you."

"Sandy came to your house?" Ryan was confused. Shit, he didn't think they even knew about Theresa.

"Marissa told him about Thanksgiving, She thought you might have come to see me. I wonder where they got that idea from."

"Don't get pissy with me Theresa, I've only been back a few days. I was going to come and see you. I just haven't got round to it yet." Ryan didn't want a confrontation with Theresa and her fiery temper.

"What do you mean back?" Theresa was indeed pissed with Ryan. "You make that sound like you're back for good."

" I am. I work here…and I really need to get back to work now Theresa."

"What the hell do you mean you're back?" Theresa was incredulous. "You live in Newport now, what the hell happened?"

" I really don't want to talk about this now, I've got to get back to work Theresa, before they fire my ass."

Ryan pushed open the door and entered the club, Theresa hot on his heels. George gave him a nod. Well at least that was one problem solved. Being seen with two consecutive girls out back had probably sent the right signals as to where Ryan's preferences lay.

The other problem was still bird-dogging him.

"So you back with your mom?" Theresa asked.

"No, I'm staying at Chris Slezack's place for now." Ryan was starting to get annoyed, Theresa was a good friend but she didn't know when to butt out.

"With Chris, are you mad? Even Arturo wouldn't stay there. Is that why you're so antsy, are you doing drugs?" she bellowed over the thumping bass line.

"Jesus Theresa! Keep your fucking voice down." Ryan looked around to see who was in earshot. Chris's place was that much of a legend obviously.

"So I take it that's a "yes"! What the hell is going on with you?" Theresa looked more worried now.

"I said NOT now." He realised that it came out a bit too sharp and tried for a different approach. "Look I'll ring you later O.K."

Ryan tried to give her a breezy smile, but he knew she wasn't buying it. So he just walked away.
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The rest of the night passed quietly. No drunks to eject, no fights to break up. He was glad that Theresa had got the hint and had left. The club closed at 2am, the others had all left earlier. Ryan was looking forward to a quiet walk home. He collected his pay from the bar staff and walked out into the fresh air and kind of spoilt the effect by lighting up immediately.

He set off at a pace and didn't notice the car pull up next to him.

Tbc