Making the right choice

A/N: Here is a brand new chapter and I hope you will like it! R&R place!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything

Chapter four:

Ryder had just pulled up to this driveway he waited a little bit before he got out of the car and made his way to the front door., he could hear his parent's arguing inside and before he opened the door he took a deep breath and entered the house. His parents didn't hear him when he came in. Not that it is any surprise. He could probably be gone for a week without them noticing him. He walked up the stairs to make his way to his room but instead of going in to his room he stopped in front of the door across from his. It had a big singe on it much like to the one at his door that said "keep out" but on this door it also said "Jayden" on it. Ryder hasn't been in his room sins the accident. It is almost one year ago now. He was just about to open the door when he heard an aloud crash from downstairs, probably his mom thronging something on the ground in anger. He sighed and walked in to his own room instead. While in his room Ryder took out his iPod then he laid down on his bed. He didn't want to think about the accident that he gets remained of everyday he steps inside this house. There was a loud scream from downstairs fallowed by a door slamming shut. Ryder rust turned up the volume trying to keep out any other sound. He angrily whipped away the tears he hasn't noticed was fallowing down his cheeks. If Jayden was still here and saw him now he would probably laugh and call him a pussy for crying. He blames himself every day for that stupid accident that took his brother's life. If he hadn't made Jayden take him to that stupid concert he would still be here. Angry Ryder yanked his earphones out of his ears and through the iPod in the wall the hardest he could and it broke in several pieces. He kept throwing everything he had close to him and watched as his things got destroyed or just fallowing to the ground with a loud thud. He didn't know how long he had been doing this. He was breathing heavily, he took some deep breath to calm himself down before he walked over his trashed room and headed downstairs to see if dinner was ready.

When he got downstairs he saw peace's of a broken vase on the floor and other on recognize belongings. He couldn't see his parents though.

"Hey ma, dad where are you?" He asked as he stepped into the kitchen. He saw his mom sitting at the table with a vodka bottle in front of her. "Are you okay?" He asked when he saw the tears on her cheek, she quickly whipped them away before she looked up at him but she didn't have any spark in her eyes it was just a blank stare, the same stare he have gotten sins Jayden died.

"Your dad is out for the moment so I didn't bother making any food. There are leftovers in the fridge. Knock yourself out" She said ignoring is question and with that said she stood up from her chair and grabbed the vodka bottle and walked passed her son without looking at him.

Ryder could feel the tears burning in his eyes threatening to come out but he refused to cry when it was risk that someone could see him. Ryder took some calming breaths before he opened the fridge and took out the pizza from yesterday…or if it was two days ago he couldn't really remember and put it on a plate and put it in the microwave and when it was done he sat down at the empty kitchen table. Like most of the night he was eating alone and he was fine with it…or maybe just used to it. He knows that his parents blame him for the accident. They didn't use to fight like this before and with before he meant when Jayden was still alive at that time they were a happy and normal family now…well now they are just broken.

When he was done he put the plate in the dishwasher and then he walked up to his room again. Not having the energy to clean up the mess he just walked over it. He should study but he can't read the shit that's in it anyway so instead he sat down at his desk with his computer trying to make the time go fast so he could go to bed and go to school. He knows who wants to go to school? Well for him it is kind of an escape. In school no one knew about the trouble he has at home, or that he had a brother and it's not like he isn't going to tell his friends about him he are…just not yet. He looked at the clock 8:30 it said, he might as well go to bed now and try to catch up from the sleep he missed yesterday. He was hoping his parents wouldn't fight anymore tonight; he doesn't want them to wake up the neighbors again. In the begging they came by the house almost four times a week but when it didn't help they just stopped caring and decided just to ignore it instead. Ryder stripped down to his underwear and put on a pair of sweatpants and walked in to the bathroom to brush his teeth then he quietly walked in to his room again and when he lay under the covers he was asleep instantly.

Ryder woke up the next day by his alarm going up, he groaned he was still tired he had only slept a couple of hours and frankly he was feeling a bit sick too. The alarm went off again and he turned it off deciding to stay home. His dad had come home right after midnight and the screaming after that it didn't stop anthill five. His parent had probably not slept anything they just showered and changed cloths and went back to work. He know it was bad to skip school but today he just couldn't deal facing anyone he put the pillow over his head and soon he was back to sleep.

Ryder sat up in his bead when his phone started to ring, he looked at the screen and that it was Jake, not wanting to talk he just let it go to voice mail. He looked at the clock and it said 12:30, man he really needed that sleep. Not bother to look at the massages he gotten, he got up from his bed and walked directly in to the shower, when he was done he put on a pair on sweatpants and a t-shirt, grabbed his phone and went downstairs to grab something to eat. He took down a bow and grabbed a spoon before taking out the milk and the cereal. He saw that he had 5 missed calls and 8 massages. Two of the massages was from Jake, One was from Sam, one from Artie and one from Marley. Okay he was glad that he has missed the last one. Okay now the massages he thought.

{Sam} Hey, where are you man? I didn't see you in English

{Artie} You sick bro? Sam said you weren't in English

{Jake} Why aren't you answering my calls? You okay?

{Jake} Hellooo? You mad or something?

{Kitty} Usually I wouldn't text you but I am tired of everyone babbling about where your sorry ass is and if I have to hear one more person asking me if I heard from you I might hurt that person and it will be all your fault!

Ryder rolled his eyes of course Kitty's text would come with a threat. The next text he stopped before he read, it was from Marley. Calm down she is probably just wondering where you are like everyone else he thought and pressed the button to open the text.

{Marley} Hey Ryder are you okay? I got worried when I didn't see you in class, I mean you are usually one of the first persons there to some in, I thought you might be late so I saved you a seat but you never showed up…okay I am rambling now. Anyway just wanted to see if everything was all right, call me later okay? Or text me that's fine too. Hope you feel better"

The text made him smile and he opened the other text that also was from Marley.

{Marley} Hi again, you aren't coming here because of me right? Because you don't want to see me with Jake? If that's the case I'm sorry I never meant to hurt you Ryder. I like you okay believe that okay, you are one of my best friends"

The last text made him both a bit down and smile at the same time

{Jake} Okay, so I guess you are just ignoring everyone, so if you are sick hope you get better and if it is something else, do what you gotta do and I might see ya tomorrow.

He quickly sends a text to Jake that read:

"I'm fine and I will see you tomorrow, let the others know"

After that he turned off his phone. He didn't want to get any more calls or text that would distract him he just wanted to be left alone for the day.

After eating up his breakfast he started to pick up the mess in the living room, he was just about to pick up a chair that was lying on the floor when he stepped in something sharp "Shit!" He cursed for himself, he jumped on one foot in to the bathroom so he could get a better view of it. He looked at his foot and saw a piece of glass stuck in it and it had gotten all bloody after the deep cut it made.

He took a deep breath before he told himself "Okay, Ryder you can do this. It is just a little bit of glass it's like ripping of a bandage" He took one more deep breath and said "Okay, here we go, one…two…three!" and he ripped out the glass fallowed by a whole line of curse words "Holy shit! Fuck, fuck, fuck, mother of…" After he got that out he cleaned the wound and decided he didn't need to get stiches to he just put some bandage around his foot but when he tried to stand on it though it didn't go so well though. He jumped on one leg practically the whole time when he cleaned up the living room, he still don't know why he decided to clean up. Maybe it was that when it looked nice he didn't think as much at the fights and the broken family they really are. He could just pretend that they are a normal and happy and normal family. When he we done he made his way upstairs and he stopped in front of Jayden's door, just like he did yesterday and almost every day sins the accident. But this day would be different today he would have the courage to walk in. He took a deep breath and opened the door. He stood in the doorframe for a moment taking in the room, the unmade bed, the cloths that still are lying on the floor, his desk with his computer and stereo on it, the dark blue walls with poster off bands and different sport teams. Ryder walked in to the room and sat down on the bed picking up the basketball that are laying by the bed. While he played football his brother played basketball and both played baseball for a while in the same team but Ryder quit he couldn't bare to go back when his brother wouldn't be there playing with him, because they started playing baseball so they would have something to do together, but with school and other activities they didn't have so much time except when they played baseball and now…well now he didn't see the point anymore. Dropping the ball to the floor he walked up to his desk looking at the picture he had there it was a picture of him and Jayden with their armed around each other's shoulders smiling to the camera holding up an enormous fish. He was 7 at that picture and Jayden was 9, you could think he would be embarrassed by having this picture out but he wasn't and that was one of the many great things about Jayden. That he just didn't care what people thought about him. Putting the picture back he continued to look through his things, he didn't know how long he had been standing there in Jayden's room but suddenly he was brought back to reality by the last person he expected to see in his house. Marley.

"Ryder, are you okay" She asked with a worried expression on her face. Ryder dropped the book he was holding and glared at the girl he was secretly in love with standing in his brother's room.

"What are you doing here?!" He snapped pushing her out of the room as he made his way out the room and closing the door behind him.

Marley looked at him with big eyes. Ryder never snapped at him. Never. "I-I was j-just coming by to see if you wanted to practice for the song…I mean we need to find a song so we can start to rehears" She manage to get out looking at the floor.

"And you couldn't have called?" he asked still glaring at her.

"Your phone weren't on so I decided just to come by" She said barely a whisper. Ryder groaned he had totally forgotten about that.

"Look Marley now is not a good time" he said in a normal tone and he walked passed her in to his room to put some socks on and Marley fallowed him.

"Oh…okay…Wait weren't you standing in your room? And oh my god what happened to your foot?!" Marley said trying to grab his leg but he pulled it away from her. He just shrugged.

"I just cut myself on a piece of glass before no biggie" he answered bitterly but ignored the first question.

"Oh…" Marley opened her mouth to say something but was cut out when they both heard the door flying opened and to persons walking in screaming at each other. Marley looked at Ryder and saw that his face had started to pail.

"Marley I think you should go" He said with a low voice not looking at her. Downstairs his parent's kept screaming at each other. She had never been in his house before just drown passed it. She looked at her fired with a worried look all she wanted to do was to hug him or something.

"You sure? We could always go to my place or something?" She offered.

"I'm sure" he said "But we I promise that we will meet tomorrow and I will look at some songs tonight and you can do that as well and then we will pick something out okay?" He offered finally looking at her.

"Okay, that sounds good. At my place?" Marley asked smiling.

"Yep sounds good" when they heard a long crash from downstairs Ryder stood up from his bed "I'll walk you to the door" he quickly said hurrying to get her out. Before he closed the door he said "Please don't tell anyone about my parents arguing…they are just going through a thing" he said looking down at the floor.

"I promise, hey Ryder you can trust me okay?" She said putting a hand on his cheek.

"Thanks" He whispered and for the first time he let someone see him broken and it broke Marley's hears seeing him like this.

"I'll see you tomorrow" She whispered.

"Okay, by Marley"

"By Ryder" She said and leaned up to kiss his cheek before walking down the driveway and into her car and driving off. When she was out of sight Ryder touched the spot when she had kissed and smiled before he closed the door. He couldn't wait until tomorrow.

A/N: So now you know what's going on in Ryder's house. Next time Ryder and Marley need to decide a song I was thinking about "Everybody hurts" the one that Ryder sings. But if you have a better suggestion let me know.

And when should he tell Marley about his brother? Should he tell just her or everyone at the same time?