Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5117814-20140101083533

''ooc: I tried to use the WBs for this RP, but I failed at it. Since I've been writing stories recently, I thought it would be best to write this in the format I write with. Okay? Okay. Also, I deeply apologize if it sucks.''

"J-jake?" The small voice made Jake jump. He was lying on his bed in his pajamas, not yet under the covers, and he was messing around with some apps on his phone. "Yeah?" he called out to the one at his door.

The door creaked open a few seconds later, revealing a teary-eyed Ryan. "Can I come in?" he quietly asked. Jake immediately sat up in his bed, directing his attention towards the other. "Of course." He motioned for Ryan to sit beside him. He entered the room and sat down on the bed beside the other male. "Ryan, what happened?" Jake asked, his voice filled with concern.

"A nightmare..." he trailed off. "Do you want to talk about it?" Ryan quickly nodded before speaking. "He w-was trying to g-get me."

"Who was trying to get you?" the other questioned. "Dad..." he fearfully said. Jake winced. He had heard stories about Ryan's dad, and they weren't pleasant. "H-he said that he was going to finish the job; the job I was too stupid to finish... He said that I w-was a m-mistake... My dad actually hated me. He wanted me to die..." Ryan continued. He hadn't noticed it until now, but he was once again crying and Jake was rocking him in his arms. "Sshh," Jake cooed, still rocking Ryan in his arms. "Everything will be okay. You're here with Bambi and I now. As long as you're with us nobody can hurt you, okay?" He nodded, his sobbing subsiding.

Jake hesitated before he spoke. "Ryan?" He made a small noise of recognition. "Do you want to stay in here tonight?" Ryan paused for a moment, and then nodded.

~*le time skip*~

Jake opened his eyes has he felt someone grab the back of his shirt, followed by a soft whimper coming from Ryan. "Please don't go..." he mumbled. Jake waited for him to let go of his shirt, but he never did. It was almost like he was holding onto him for dear life. As he heard another whimper come from Ryan, Jake decided to wake him up, assuming he was having another bad dream. He managed to get loose from his grip so he could face Ryan.

"Ryan," he said as he tried to wake his friend up. "Ryan, wake up." He softly shook Ryan's arm, waiting for a reaction from him. Ryan's eyes opened, but as he saw Jake's face he tensed. Now he looked afraid of Jake, very afraid. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Ryan tried to get away from him, but he wasn't able to get himself out from under the covers. Jake didn't really know what to do, so he resorted to what his mom would do right after he woke up from a bad dream as a child.

Jake pulled Ryan into a hug, hoping not to get punched or kicked. "Look, it's me. It's Jake. I'm not going to hurt you, okay? Calm down. Please." he said.

Ryan must have registered what was going on, because he let out a huge sigh of relief. He clung onto Jake in the same way he would've clung to a teddy bear as a child. Within a few seconds, Ryan began to shake in his arms.

Jake tried to pull away slightly to get a look at Ryan. This dream seemed to be worse than the first one.

"Ryan, what happened?" he asked.

"No!" Ryan replied, tightening his grip on Jake as he tried to pull away. "Don't go. Please."

Jake gulped. "Ryan, what happened?" he repeated.

He cried rather than responding. Jake once again held Ryan in his arms and rubbed his back as an attempt to comfort him. After a few minutes, Ryan managed to calm himself down enough so he could speak.

"You told me you hated me," Ryan began, trying to steady his voice. "Y-you told me how much you couldn't stand me, and that you truthfully thought I needed to die. And you..." he paused to take a few breaths. "You left, along with every other person I've ever cared about. Please don't leave. Okay? I need you." His voice became quieter towards the end, and a few more tears escaped from his eyes.

Needless to say, Jake was shocked. He never realized how much Ryan really needed him. "Listen to me, you never have to worry about that. Never, okay? Even if I wanted to, I couldn't leave. I can't leave. You're my best-friend. I would miss you too much. Do you understand?"

"Mhmm."

"Good." he said. Ryan removed himself from Jake's arms to look at him. "Do you want to try to get some sleep now?" Jake asked quietly.

Ryan blinked and didn't respond for a moment. Then, he nodded and proceeded to lay back down. Jake did the same, wrapping his arm around Ryan's waist to let him that he was still there throughout the night.

"Goodnight, Ryan."

"Goodnight, Jake."

-fin-

OOC: Like I said before, I deeply apologize if it's bad or something. 