The F A U L T S.

Ryan sat on the couch to his home with his hands in his hair, angered and hurt by what had happened today. The calm diner with Michelle had turned into a lash out between him and his boyfriend. To be exact, ex boyfriend.

He didn't know who else to call besides Bryce but when he did he found out that Jonathan had somehow found out they seen each other. His world was slowly falling apart right in front of him and he could do nothing to stop it.  It was as if whoever was watching him wanted him to learn that things aren't free.

•Earlier Today...

"What do you want me to say Ryan?" Smitty asked, calmly. His brown eyes narrowed in sorrow as he stared at his boyfriend who sat on the swing with his hands in his hair. "Anything Smitty! Anything but that damn it!" He answered, looking up from the ground. His boyfriend however, tore his gaze from him the moment their eyes locked. "I can't. Ryan you've changed.. I thought seeing Bryce would help calm you but it's only made things turn on me. I didn't want this and I didn't ask for it okay? But everything is falling apart–we're falling apart for Christ sake Ryan! Look at us! Arguing at our best friends home...we've changed so much. You have.."

Ryan raised a brow at those words as he ran a hand through his locks. "How? Smitty I care for you a lot and I don't want you to leave me like this.." Smitty frowned deeply as he held himself and took a deep breath, "You care for me but you don't love me. There's a difference. I saw that message you intended to send Bryce okay? Don't play me like that.." He stated flatly. "I'm not a fool."

"You read my messages?!"

"Yes, but only because I got worried! I saw it Ryan. I saw him pulling you away from me..and I couldn't stop it. I tried but my attempts were in vain because even now I know who you see when you look at me.."

Silence passed amongst them until Ryan took a deep breath and whispered something to himself. "If you want to leave then go.." He spoke up, looking at the man who was still frowning at him. "I don't want to Ryan. That's the last thing I want to do but you don't want me." He began, glaring. "I will tell you this though, you're messing with a soon to be married man. Remember that. Remember how much trouble you could get Bryce in if Jon finds out what you're doing. Playing with fire will get you burned." Ryan snickered.

•Now...

The sound of the fire cracking echoed like the radio in the kitchen, his heart seemed to bleed out all over him. He looked at the phone in his hands which had the message from Bryce.

Bryce: Ryan he found out about us. I don't know how and I'm afraid I won't see you again. I'm afraid he's gonna pull what he did last time..

Ryan: I'm sorry Bryce. I don't know how he did either but I promise you he won't keep you away from me again.

Bryce: We're getting married tomorrow Ryan. How do you plan on pulling those strings?!

Ryan: I don't know but I'll find a way. Okay?

Bryce: Okay. I'm going to have to head out to Brock's because I have no idea how he's gonna react. Hopefully Jon won't miss his truck too bad. I'll text you when I get there.

Ryan read that with ease and he pulled up his draft with those three words he longed to say. He couldn't hold back the truth anymore so he took a deep breath and sent the message. Not expecting a reply as fast as the one he got back. He felt his stomach turn as he opened it his heart fluttered.?

Bryce: I love you too Ohm.

A smiled played across his lips as he fell on the couch with a small thud. His body sunk into it and he closed his eyes as the feeling of weights being pulled off his shoulder made his body tingle. After so long he finally told him and got the answer he wished for.