A/N: I decided that I wanted to do a coma dream. So Ryan is still in a coma but this is what is going on in his mind while he's in this coma. Basically it is a "What if?" and it is a What if Ryan didn't go to Newport. Also this is like a dream, so the timeline is not defined. Also I wanted to get this out to you, so it isn't betaed, and it might suck cause I just wrote it tonight, but I like is so I hope you do too.


"Ryan! Get your ass up!" A voice yelled trough the wall. I squirm being awakened from my sleep. "Ryan!" The voice yells again I look over at the clock. "Shit," I mumble as I realize I'm late for school. I quickly throw on a wife beater and jeans, then grab a hoodie and my backpack on my way out. "If you are late for school again Ryan!" I look over at my mother briefly, trying not to notice the cup in her hand.

"I thought you had a new job mom." I say knowing that something happened to get her fired.

"Just mind your own damn business Ryan!" She screams as I head out the door. I pick up my bike, shaking my head and ride off toward school.

"Ryan man, where have you been?" Trevor asks me as I lock my bike up.

"I overslept," I reply, not really in the mood to mess with Trevor.

"Man you are goin to get hurt. Do you not know what's goin down tonight?" He asks me.

"Of course I know what's going down tonight," I answer. I always know what's going down because of Trey. He seems to always be at the front of it and I always seem to be in the middle. I reply to this, "The question is how do you know?"

"I know everything, and I'm coming along," He whispers right before we split to walk our separate ways.

"No, you're not!" I yell after him. I hate that Trey told me about tonight and I don't want anyone else along. It was bad enough when we got caught for stealing the car, and if Trevor knows what's going on the police probably do too. I walk in for my second class of the day, having missed the first. I drift off as the teacher tries to explain Algebra to us. I know it all anyway, and after tonight it won't matter.

"Ryan, Ryan!" I awake from my slumber to someone shaking me. I open my eyes to find Teresa standing over me. I look up at the classroom clock to realize that I've slept through the bell. Luckily Teresa is looking out for me so I won't miss my whole day. "What the hell is going down tonight?"

"You know too?" I question still trying to wake up. I just feel extremely tired today.

"Ryan," Teresa mutters in a disappointed voice.

"Teresa, just stay out of it," I reply, I don't need to involve her in it too.

"Damn it, Ryan. Tell me what's going to happen tonight," She says.

"No," I simply reply, "I refuse to get you involved."

"What is Trey doing tonight?" She persists.

"He's just trying to help us out the only way he knows," I tell her knowing that she wasn't going to quit until I told her at least something.

"What happened the last time Trey tried to help you out?" She asks not really asking. As I go to reply she does so for me, "You were thrown into juvie for a month, because Trey stole a car and you were along for the ride. What do you think is going to happen this time? You think you are going to get off as easily? Hell no Ryan, you are going to be in ten times as much trouble, plus isn't Trey on probation? Ryan, don't do anything with Trey it will just end up worse then last time."

"Teresa, it's not that easy we don't have the money. He can get it for us. All he needs is my help," I reply.

"What good is money if you can't see this baby grow up?" Teresa says. I look toward her stomach, which has a very cute bulge in it.

"We won't get caught," I utter trying to reassure her but I'm not so sure myself.

"Trevor knows, everybody knows," Teresa says, "Just be careful, for us please."

"I will," I declare, knowing that she's right and if Trevor knows, we are in for trouble.

"Ryan!" I jolt awake as my name is screamed across the house. Damn A.J. is home.

"Ryan, you little fucker, get your ass out ere!" A.J. continues to yell, "Before I have to go in there and you don't want that!"

"What A.J.?" I say as I walk out trying to remain calm.

"Come ere fucker!" He yells. It is now that I realize that his words are slurred more than usual. I walk over towards him cautiously, which is obviously not good enough for him as he lunges for me. We roll around on the floor him getting more punches in then me.

"Damn it A.J. get off him," Trey says as he walks into the house.

"I'll do whatever I damn well please, besides the little fucker deserves it," A.J. slurs.

"Not today A.J.," Trey says as he helps me up, "We're leaving, we'll be back late."

"Where you goin?" A.J. asks.

"None of your business," Trey replies.

"I hope you get caught. Then I wouldn't have to support your lazy asses, damn mother fuckers," A.J. mutters as he goes to get another drink.

"Bye ma," Trey says as he leads me out the door. It is at this point that I notice she had watched A.J. attack me, and she hadn't done a damn thing.

"Thanks for the help ma!" I yell as Trey leads me out.

After we had gotten out of the house Trey says to me, "After tonight you won't have to worry about A.J. again." I just nod as I follow him to my bike. He gets on the seat and I prepare to get onto the back, "Tonight all our problems are over."