Title: Corrupted
Pairings: Ryan/OMC, Troy/Ryan, Ryan/Chad
Summary: When the new kid befriends Ryan everything changes, Ryan isn't the sweet drama kid he once was, instead he's stubborn and falling deeper than he can handle. When Troy tries to help him Ryan doesn't want his help, but when Ryan falls, Chad's there to pick up the pieces.
Warnings: Drug use [[Just some weed nothing major...but yeah drugs are BAD!]]
AU - I own Trevor Jones :) And The plot..Sadly I don't own anything else :(
Rating: R

Ryan stared at the floor of the library, he needed Trevor to leave now! He begged and pleaded but Trevor was still there, in his face, arms touching, hands groping... "You want me, Ryan." He growled.

"No." Ryan shook his head defiantly. "I don't."

"Ryan!" Gabriella called and Ryan sighed in thanks. "What's going on?"

"Here," Trevor grinned and pressed something into Ryan's hand, he instantly felt it and knew it was a joint. "Hey Princess." He smiled at Gabriella and then walked away.

"Ryan... are..." Ryan quickly put the joint in his pocket and looked up at Gabriella.

"He was just being a jerk." He mumbled.

"You want to forget studying now and just go and get some lunch?" She asked, she could tell that Ryan didn't want to study, he looked as though he was about to pass out and she knew he needed some food in him.

He nodded sheepishly and put his books away and then followed Gabriella to the cafeteria, the joint in his pocket weighing him down.

"Hey guys," Taylor smiled. "That was quick."

"Ryan didn't feel like studying." Gabriella smiled.

"Are you okay?" Chad asked, Ryan was paler than normal, his skin sweaty.

"I think I'm going to be sick." He mumbled and then ran out of the cafeteria, Chad following straight behind him.

"Guys." Gabriella said.

"What is it?" Sharpay asked. Ryan had been fine, well okay when she had seen him.

"Trevor was with him." Gabriella said sadly, and then they all started to talk about what Trevor could have said to him.

-x-

Ryan felt like death warmed up, only he wasn't hot his body was shivering. "It's okay, just let it out." Chad said. Ryan was kneeling on the floor, holding the toilet basin. Chad crouched down next to him rubbing his back soothingly. It wasn't the first time Chad had been in this position, and he knew if he had to he'd be in that position when ever Ryan needed him.

"I..." Ryan started talking but ended up dry heaving into the bowl. His stomach was empty, all he had to eat that day was a slice of toast that Chad's mum had made him eat.

"Here." Chad reached into his bag and handed him a bottle of water. He had read up about this on the internet one night when Ryan was sleeping, that and Gabriella and Taylor had told him what to expect and they all said to keep him hydrated so he kept a spare bottle of water in his bag at all time.

"Chad," Ryan mumbled and then reached into his pocket. He pulled out the joint and handed it to Chad.

"Ryan did you...?"

"No." Ryan said straight away. Chad stared at the joint, it hadn't been smoked at all, the end was still curled and unlit. "I really want to."

"Ryan..." Chad sighed.

"I don't know what to do any more, Chad." Ryan felt tears in his eyes and before he knew it they were falling down his cheeks and Chad was holding him.

"It will be okay, you've been clean for two weeks." Chad smiled proudly at him. "It hasn't been easy, but it's getting there."

"No it isn't." Ryan argued. "I wake up in the morning and I feel sick, when I eat I feel sick. It hurts all the time. My eyes feel so tired all the time because I can't sleep at night."

"You're not sleeping?" Chad asked a little shocked. He shared a room with Ryan at night and he hadn't heard him up at all.

"I wake up about one or so and can't go back to sleep so I just sit up and draw." Ryan mumbled. "I never wanted to wake you."

"Why do you wake up?" Chad asked, his hands running up and down Ryan's pale, skinny arms.

"I get cold." Ryan sighed. "And then I get hot. And then I don't know."

"Well we'll sort something out, maybe get some sleeping pills?" Chad offered. "My mum has some, I can ask her if you want. So you can get a good nights sleep."

"Thank you." Ryan smiled weakly and stared at the joint in Chad's hand.

"You're doing really well Ryan." Chad promised him. "I don't want you to take it." Ryan didn't say anything, his eyes were just glued to the thing in Chad's hand. "But, I do know that you're going through a great deal of stress. And if you ask me three times, then you can have it."

"Three times?" Ryan asked confused.

"Every time you ask, I will try and make you forget about wanting it. But you ask three times I'll give it to you and then this past two weeks would mean nothing because we'd have to go through it all again."

"I..."

"Don't think about it. I'll put it away some where you wont be able to get it."

"If I asked three times...and...would you hate me?"

"No." Chad smiled assuringly at him. "I'd be disappointed with you though."

"I don't want you to be disappointed in me." Ryan mumbled.

"Then we'll have to make sure you don't ask three times," Chad smiled at him. "I know it doesn't seem like it now. But it will get better, I promise."

"Thank you."

"And I wont tell anyone what happened."

"You wont?" Ryan smiled.

"No. our secret okay." Ryan smiled and hugged Chad tighter, he really was lucky to have such an amazing friend.