Ryan stood in the hall way of his large house. He hated the house he lived and grew up in; everything was so much bigger then needed and especially when he was little he always found the furniture intimidating. Sharpay loved it though, everything had to be big and fabulous around her. Ryan preferred everything a little bit simpler.
He was waiting to ask his father if he fancied a round of golf. Something he had enjoyed doing but ever since he came out the weekend visits to club had turned almost monthly.
"Well we can't take him," his mother's voice sounded anxious and confused Ryan. He was used to his mother sounding so confident.
"I know we don't need anyone to talk about us." His father said, he too sounded anxious. "Maybe we could get him a theatre ticket or something."
"But what about Sharpay? Princess has to be there."
"Yes well, we'll just send him to the spa or something. I can't have him putting shame on our family."
Ryan felt like sinking to the floor. He knew now what the conversation was about and he felt like screaming. They were ashamed of him. His own family. The scene seemed to change and Ryan felt more then a little confused. It wasn't until he saw Trevor that he realised he must be having some sort of a nightmare.
"Come on, Ry," Trevor smiled. He was holding something that was all too familiar to the blond boy, and Ryan wanted to scream at himself to not do it. To not take it but he knew what he was about to do, and no matter how much he wanted he knew he would never be able to turn back what he had done.
"I don't know…"
"It's just a bit of fun." Trevor insisted. Ryan thought about it. A bit of fun. He could do with having some fun, ever since he had heard his parents talking about him behind his back his life seemed very uneventful. He thought about how his parents were ashamed of him and staring at the joint in Trevor's fingers and knew it would be the perfect way of making his family ashamed of him for something other then his sexual orientation.
"Okay," Ryan said a little bit nervously. Trevor handed him the joint and Ryan pressed it to his lips, he knew that this wrong and he knew that he shouldn't do it but as he inhaled and the foreign taste came into his mouth he couldn't help but smile. It tasted horrible, it made his mouth dry and his nose ache, but there was something about the smell. Something almost exciting.
It took a while for something to happen, one minute Ryan was waiting to feel something the next he couldn't feel anything except good. He giggled at everything Trevor said because he was funny. For a while he just felt free and everything seemed to pass him in a blur and nothing else really mattered.
Ryan was getting dizzy as his surroundings seem to change again. He was sat on his bed, very much aware that he was naked. Trevor was next to him, wearing just as much as Ryan. The pleasant feeling of nothingness was gone and Ryan felt sick and irritated. His voice was scratchy as he tried to speak, he wondered if Trevor felt the same but the new boy looked perfectly came and satisfied. Their bodies were still glistening with sweat.
"So… where did you say you were from?" Ryan asked coughing slightly.
"New York. But I lived here for a bit before I moved." Trevor smiled resting his hand in Ryan's blond hair.
"Why did you leave?" Ryan asked.
"Cause I got into a bit of trouble here," Trevor shrugged. "Didn't like the big city though so mom pulled me back here."
"Is it a bad thing that you're back?" Ryan asked.
"Do you think it is?" Trevor smiled.
"No." Ryan whispered.
"Good." Trevor said wrapping an arm around Ryan some what possessively.
Chad watched as Ryan slept, it seemed that not sleeping much at night was starting to take its tow on him during the day. He could tell that Ryan was having a nightmare by the was Ryan was moving in his arms. Chad wondered what Ryan was dreaming about, he knew it would be something that had happened in his past but in the past couple of months so much bad stuff had happened to him Chad wondered what events haunted him in his dreams.
Chad really hoped it wasn't anything to do with Troy. He knew by far what Troy had done would probably be the worst to have happen to him, but he knew that soon they would be able to get over it soon as long as they were together.
"Ry… come on you need to wake up now." Chad whispered softly. Ryan seemed to have heard him and opened his eyes groggily. "You okay?"
"Mm," Ryan mumbled and snuggled closer to him.
"What were you dreaming about?" Chad asked curiously.
"Everything I guess." Ryan shrugged. "My whole life seemed to have turned into a nightmare."
"Yeah but it's going to get better now." Chad smiled and pressed a soft kiss to Ryan's waiting lips.