A/N: Umm…hope you enjoy my first HSM fanfic…and the poem in it, I wrote. xD Might be a Tryan…still thinking…umm…inspiration from Mondler4EvER…she rocks…and Tryan is her word, I didn't come up with it I swear…uhh…italics are the poem…umm….bolded and underlined is flashbacks…umm…
Kay, enjoy, x
Ryan sat in his room, knife to wrist, tears running down his face. His room, almost immaculate as usual had nothing on the floor but many crumpled up pieces of paper. He drew the blade across his arm, wincing at the sight of the blood. He cut his arm a few more times, then ran to his bathroom and threw up.
6th Grade.
"Sharpay?"he asked, with an unsure look on his face. "Is it bad to like guys?...I mean…if you're a guy?"
"No, I don't think so, why?" she had said, knowing what he was going to say; after all, he was her twin brother.
"I think I like Troy Bolton…" he said, embarrassed.
"Hey, me too!" she had exclaimed enthusiastically. "Let's start a club!"
Ahh, how naïve a sixth grader is…
To those who try and change me
why not let me be?
He remembered telling his mother. It was seventh grade.
"Mom? I have to tell you something."
"Sure sweetie, what is it?" she had said, expecting the worst.
"I think I'm gay."
Four words which had hit her like a ton of bricks.
"No, you're not. My son will not be gay," She said, challenging him.
For the next year she would not accept him, always buying him tee-shirts, andbasketball shorts, when she knew he would be so much more comfortable in a muscle shirt and pants with sequins. She took him to church, or made him read out loud from the bible about being gay. She lost it when he brought home his first boyfriend. She exploded at him, and he had to stay at his aunts house for the next month.
For those who disarrange me
when will you ever see?
Coming out to his friends Chad Danworth and Zeke Matthews (a/n: does anyone know his last name? ohh well.) had been the hardest thing to do in a while. As it turns out, Chad's family was homophobic, so every day from that March of 9th grade to now was filled with angry punches, people calling him a fag, and rumors around the school.
The teasing, laughing, and making them cry
Happiness deteriorates,
cuts across wrist, they die.
a/n:present day.
"Ryan? I'm home!" Sharpay yelled out in an all too quiet house. "Ry? Ryaann!" She shouted. She walked to his room and knocked on the door. "Ry? Do you want to order out? Ry?" she asked to the door. She walked into the room and screamed.
She saw her twin brother, the one who had been with her forever, lying on the ground with open, unfeeling eyes, and cuts across his wrist. She saw her brother dead.
The words that are spoken,
the words that are yelled
the words that are written
those who speak them, go to hell.
a/n: sorry, I couldn't figure out a way to put in a Troy Ryan pairing so I didn't. hmm... I don't know if I like the ending that much…ohh well. What matters is YOUR opinion. So read up! xD
-Mango FlavoredMonkey x3