Title : Will You be my Bad Boy?
Author : Me
Rating : PG-13
Pairing : Brendon / Ryan
POV : 3rd
Summary : Brendon and Ryan are a couple for quite some time, but at school they still get beaten up for it. One day Ryan is sick of it and he does something that will change everything.
Disclaimer : This never happened, and I don't own them.
Beta : Nora (youlookslashy) , thank you sooooooooo much for making my fic so much better <3
Author Notes : Thanks for reading <3

About an hour later the woman walks up to him.

“You can talk to him now. But there will be a policeman with you in the room. Just go into the hallway, and then the second door on the right.”

“Thanks,” Brendon says, and he pretty much runs to the room. He opens the door, and when Ryan sees him, he runs up to him and gives him a big hug. They both start to cry and just hold each other for a couple of minutes. Then they both sit down at the table, Ryan on one side with the cop, and Brendon on the other side.

“I’m so sorry,” Ryan whispers, and he puts his hand on the table.

“I’m just happy that you’re still alive.” Brendon smiles, and he grabs Ryan’s hand. “Why? Why now?”

“I just couldn’t take it anymore because of the shit with my parents. Two problems were just too much. So I figured I would commit suicide. But then I thought that Brad would still be a jerk to you. So I killed him. But I just couldn’t kill myself, I didn’t wanna hurt you,” Ryan says, tears rolling down his face.

“Thank you,” Brendon says, holding Ryan’s hand even tighter.

“For what?”

“For not killing yourself. I wouldn’t have survived that. I mean, what you did was stupid and terrible of course, but still…”

“You mean that?”

“Of course I mean that. You’re my soulmate.” Brendon smiles, trying to hide his pain.

“I really fucked up, huh?” Ryan says, seeing how hurt Brendon is. Because they both know he’ll go to jail, and they won’t be together for years.

“Yeah, you did. But I still love you, and always will.”

“I love you too.” Ryan smiles. But then a man walks into the room.

“You have one minute, then Ryan has to come with us,” the man says, and he leaves again. Ryan gets up and walks over to Brendon, who bursts into tears. Ryan kneels down next to him and wraps his arms around him, holding him really tight.

“Will I ever see you again?” Brendon whispers.

“Of course. I promise,” Ryan whispers back, and he lets him go. They stare into each other’s eyes and give each other a long romantic kiss, not caring about who’s in the room with them. They give each other one last hug, and then Ryan gets taken away.

“I love you,” he says, before leaving the room.

“I love you too,” Brendon says, tears rolling down his face. He then walks out of the building, not saying a word to anyone. As soon as he’s outside, he just starts to scream like a maniac. A man wants to go outside to see if he’s okay, but the woman behind the desk stops him.

“Just let him, he needs to do this,” she says. When Brendon is done with screaming, he grabs his bike and he goes home. When he goes into the house, he goes to the phone and calls his mother.

“Mom?” he asks, crying.

“Honey, what is it?” Lucy asks, sounding really worried.

“You have to come home. Ryan killed Brad, and now he’s going to prison.” Brendon cries.

“Oh my god. Honey, I’ll be home in half an hour. I’ll call your father too, he’ll be home sooner. Just don’t do anything stupid, okay?”

“I won’t. I just want you to be home…”

“Okay, I’ll see you in half an hour.”

“Bye…”

“Bye,” Lucy says, and she quickly hangs up the phone.

About fifteen minutes later the door opens, and John walks into the house. He goes into the living room, and Brendon walks up to him. He wraps his arms around John and starts to cry again. John holds his son really tight, and is fighting against his own tears.