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Restoration (Chapter 9)

The very, VERY long awaited chapter! Where you finally find out what happened to Ryker’s parents, and a little bit of Nathan’s past! Great, right? Hahaha- no. I was evil this time around.

Word Count: 6.7k

CW: Description of death, mentions of death, panic attacks, horror elements (They’re watching a horror movie), I think that’s it!

9-Nathan

It was hard to breathe. My body trembling, heart racing, vision blurry. There were loud noises coming from above. The ground shook as people starting barking out orders and running all over the place. Mom had taken me under a cabinet to hide. Something was happening, my mom was badly hurt and struggled to stand on her own two feet, while people dressed up in a uniform were storming the building with weapons that looked painful.

My mom laid down on the hard, wooden floor, catching her breath and watching with me as several shoes filed into the same room as us. I was terrified. I didn’t know if these people would hurt us like the other ones did. I heard several screams, yelling, threats, and then there were several questions being asked to the people who tortured us.

“Where are the humans?”

“Where is the rest of your family?”

“Why are there cages set up in the back room?”

I cringed, back, hugging my mom, but only earning a quiet yelp and her pushing me off of her. I apologized quietly and raspy, trying to stay quiet so those people don’t find us. I had forgotten that she didn’t like to be touched.

After several minutes of the uniformed people asking several questions, they began searching for us. They had checked nearly everywhere. I was scared of what they were going to do if they found us. I mean, I was still in the mindset that everyone would hurt us. It’s all I’ve ever known since I was just a kid. That people would kill just because some don’t listen to them.

“What do those people look like, Nate?” My mom had asked, trying to get a peak outside. I cringed, forcing myself to look outside.

“B-black uniform… a gold badge on one’s. They have those… talky thingies on a belt.” I looked to her, seeing a glimmer of hope in her eyes. She smiled, softly laughing, “Nate, honey, I need you to go out there and get one’s attention. They’re going to help us.”

My breath hitched in my throat. Go out? Help? What if they don’t? What if they don’t see us? What happens then? They’re still looking… if mom really says they’ll help us then they should find us. But I didn’t think they would. More and more of them were leaving the house. They’re not going to find us.

“Please, Nate. We’ll die if they don’t f-“ I heard a soft thump! I looked back, seeing that my mom was passed out on the floor, her leg bent in an awkward position. I hurried to her side, tears on the side of my face. What was I supposed to do? She’s passed out from shock, people were looking for us. I was just a kid. What could I do? Even if I managed to be brave enough to go out, what were the chances that they’d even see me? What are the chances that they won’t just place us back in another cage? Well, if my mom says that they’ll help shouldn’t I believe her? She knows more than I do anyways.

I sucked in a shaky breath, wiping away my tears and taking hesitant steps out of our hiding spot under a cabinet. My heart threatened to pound right out of my chest. I kept my arms wrapped around my chest. I flinched when people started running out. I listened to what they were saying before stepping out, cowering behind the leg of the cabinet. They were all leaving.

Panic rose inside of me. What happens if we don’t get found? What happens if we do get found?

“We’ve searched everywhere for thirty minutes. There’s no sign of humans except the cages.” One of them sighed, reporting back to someone with a hat and a shiny badge on it. Was that their boss? I cowered behind the leg even more. He looked scary… Like one glare from him and it would be the death of me. I was never going to get us out of here…

One small group left, but I still heard faint footsteps. People were calling for someone, but it was a voice that sounded not much older than me honestly. Maybe three or four years older. I couldn’t tell. But it still freaked me out when he walked into our room. A flashlight in his hand. I jumped, hiding myself behind the leg even more. This was our last chance… But I don’t think I could do it. I was scared. Terrified. I held a hand up to my mouth to muffle my sobs. Why?

“Is anyone here?” A light voice asked, the footsteps getting closer. I looked back to my mom, who was still passed out. Even if she was awake, I doubt they’d hear her yelling. Especially since she can’t walk without some kind of help.

“We’re here to help. Could you please come out if you’re in here?” The footsteps were walking closer. On the side of the cabinet. I think there was a bookshelf there. Good thing we didn’t hide there. But was it good? I don’t think it was. If I go out will he see me? I looked out, seeing him checking through every spot in between the old books looking for us. No doubt he’d eventually find us. I just don’t think I’d be able to handle being grabbed against my will. I’m pretty sure I’d just freak out, and I don’t think he’d really appreciate it. I winced, lightly rubbing my arms and chest. Would he hurt me if I did anything wrong?

“Hurry up Zaragoza! We’re leaving in five!” Someone had barked an order, making me wince and cover my ears. So loud. But in five minutes they’re leaving. That was bad. This guy would have to find us in that amount of time.

“Just give me a little more time!”

The person checking our room crouched down, checking the lower shelves before adverting his attention to another corner of the room. The opposite place where we were. I stood up on shaky legs, seeing him check underneath the chair thoroughly. So he would find us. Does he have enough time though?

I swallowed, taking shaky steps toward him. He looked around 20. Maybe early twenties. He didn’t look like he would hurt us either, but that could easily be a trick. Still, if it meant that they can help my mom then I’d take the risk. I kind of have to anyways.

I was getting closer and closer. My body didn’t want to. I nearly tripped a couple times because my legs didn’t want to work, but I had eventually made it close enough to where he could hear me if I slightly yelled. I sucked in a deep breath, the adrenaline getting to me, “S-Si…” I couldn’t even finish it, but I didn’t need to. In some kind of miracle, he had heard me. Despite it being a quiet whisper.

His eyes landed on me as a walked backwards, eventually falling. Please don’t hurt us. Please don’t hurt us. Please don’t hurt us. It was all I could think about. My body was trembling a whole bunch, I’m sure he saw it too. My head was faced down in case I was about to be killed. I didn’t want the last thing I see be another sadistic face ready to kill me all over again.

“A… kid?” Was all he said before I heard shuffling. I looked up only for a split second, seeing his hand reaching for me. I quickly stood up, running back, but tripping over my own two feet. Nonononono. Please don’t. Please don’t take me away from my mom. The thought stayed in my mind.

“Hey now, I’m not gonna hurt you.” His voice just barely above a whisper. I looked up. His hand retracted back to his side, his full attention on me. Everything in my body told me to run, but I didn’t. I couldn’t. My chest was rising up and down fast, and I’m sure he noticed.

“Is there… anyone else with you?” He had asked. I didn’t hear him for a second, but still nodded my head. He won’t take her away from me right? I can’t break our promise.

“Do you mind showing me? I’m just gonna help her. I promise.” A smile appeared on his face, and I didn’t know if I could trust it. Would he really help her? Or would he just hurt her even more? I sucked in a breath, forcing myself to stand on shaky legs and showing him under the cabinet she was unconscious under. He told me to move out of the way so he didn’t accidentally hurt me while moving it effortlessly, and looking completely shocked at my mom’s limp body. Her chest rising up and down.

The man in uniform wrapped his fingers around her weak body, and I couldn’t help the little whimper that came from me. He brought her closer to his face, making sure that she was still alive. Shocked at first, then he quickly turned to me, worried. I bit the side of my cheek, backing away. Don’t pick me up. Please. Don’t.

I stumbled backwards, not ready for what was eventually going to happen. His thumb was pressed up against the front of my body, pressing me slightly into his pointer finger. Tear stung my eyes, thinking that I was about to die. I tried pushing away, kicking, but my body was weak. It hurt to even move at this point. The only thing that was keeping me from passing out was the adrenaline.

“Kid, it’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you. Just going to check if you have any bad wounds.”

Of course I was! I was covered with bruises from head to toe, I’ve broken so many bones I forgot what number I was at already, Worst of all I had cuts from being played around with like some sort of doll! Of course I was hurt! I guess the adrenaline rush was over, because the next thing I know I was passed out.

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I woke up in a cold sweat, my body sore for no apparent reason. Groaning, I turned on my light and read my clock. Ten minutes before the alarm went off for school. Might as well start getting ready. That was a weird memory though…

Lately things have been getting easier at school. Mostly because everyone was was excited for Christmas at the end of the month. I however, wasn’t too excited. I mean, I rarely had anyone to celebrate with. Last year we were still in the hospital and my mom was taken to some other building close by where I was. They said that she was really sick, so I spent it alone, and same goes for this year. She has work now.

It was barely the first week of December. Classes were going by slow and handing out less and less work. Even the teachers want to have those two week off. I don’t blame them. Everyone around me seemed to be asking each other to go to the school dance before the break. I didn’t really understand why there was one, but I’m pretty sure most people were only going for the free food. Me? I didn’t really feel like going. Too many people. Plus, I can find something to do at home.

I’ve actually found a job. It’s small, and doesn’t really pay much, but at least it’s something. I mean, how else was I supposed to buy Lucky and all of them Christmas gifts? It’s the only way I know how to get people to like me. It hasn’t worked yet, but I’m sure at some point it will. I just had to keep smiling and hoping.

The entire reason I was getting the gifts was because they’ve been really nice to me (Minus Jasmine since she keeps glaring at me every time I’m with Ryker. She literally scares the life out of me but that doesn’t mean I won’t get her something). It’d feel wrong not to get them something.

I’ve saved up a little bit of money. I already have an idea of what I can get Angela, Lucky, Jasmine and Isabelle. Dylan was still a mystery to me since we’ve only ever talked that one time, and I have a half idea for Ryker, but I doubt he’d like it. I already have a gift for my mom. Since she loves wearing necklaces and earrings I bought her a pair a couple days ago. She has no idea, but I’m sure she’ll love them. The necklace was actually a heart-shaped locket. Inside there was an old picture I found of all three of us. Before we were kidnapped of course. I just made a copy of it and cut it out to put inside. So, I’m sure she’ll love it.

It was freezing outside. Snow covered the grass, the roads were somehow fine, and some younger kids were making their way to school like me. Something felt off about today, but I didn’t think much of it.

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School today was fast. It was last period before I even knew it. maybe because the classes didn’t feel like grading all of that work before the break. I know I wouldn’t. But still, I just wasn’t expecting Mrs. Kay to give us another project only two weeks before break. That’s not really enough time unless it was a slideshow or a short poster board presentation, which I could not do under any circumstance.

“We’re doing Christmas presents!” She cheered at the front of the class. Some people were cheering along with her, some just smiled and laughed. I just stared at the drawing of a Christmas Tree on the board. What? I was trying not to think about how bad the gift I was getting for Ryker was going to be. I mean, I couldn’t really think of anything else.

“Just give your partner a Christmas present. That’s all I’m asking for. Just take a picture of them with their gift and I’ll consider it as proof that you actually did it. Remember, you still need to pass this class to graduate.” Her eyes trailed off to a random girl sitting in the classroom who just rolls her eyes. What was up with this teacher and giving us the strangest projects? It was just crazy.

I sighed, trying to figure out what else I could get for Ryker. I mean, he gave me the idea in the first place. It was during Lunch about two days ago and he mentioned something to Dylan about a band he’s been wanting to see. He’s also mentioned to them to me, and I agreed to listen to some of their songs. Surprisingly I liked it. Why do I bother mentioning this? Well, because that band is going on tour, and they were coming to our city in the last week of December (I looked it up). I just figured I would buy tickets as a gift. I just needed the money.

The only thing I worried about was if Ryker would even like it. Did he like concerts? Would he think it was stupid? Would he think I was stupid? Probably. But at least if I buy two, he could take Jasmine with him. I didn’t want to bother him. Plus, I’ve never been to one before and I have no idea what to expect. I don’t think I’d like it with all of the loud noises. And the people…

Anyways, that’s what I hoping to get for him unless I somehow get another better idea. So far nothing.

Ryker tapped lightly on the desk in front of me. I shook my head, barely realizing that I was zoned out that entire time. I nervously smiled up at him, hugging my backpack close to my chest. Today was Friday, meaning my mom had work, and I didn’t have work today. I would probably just go home, sit outside and read a book or something. I didn’t feel like staying inside all that much even if it was freezing cold outside.

“You good?” He asked, moving his hand away from me. I bit the side of my cheek. Of course I was grateful, but I hated how he always thought I was uncomfortable around him. Like he always has to be wary of everything he does around me. I don’t mind, but I kind of wish he would be comfortable around me too.

“Wanna come over after school? It’ll only be me and you for a while. Everyone else is going Christmas shopping and told me not to come sooo…” Ryker trailed off, trying to read my expression. I wound’t mind. That get’s rid off all my plans though. Not that there were any to begin with. I’m pretty sure he’ll ask if I wanted to go outside anyways. I nodded my head.

I mean being alone with Ryker wasn’t new to me. What could go wrong?

“Have you ever been to my side of the city? Like, to stores or anything?” He had randomly asked, a smile on his face. I shook my head. I could never dream of it. It was a crazy idea in the first place. I mean, I could get stepped on at any moment, grabbed, yelled at, worst of all I could get lost. It was a huge place for giants, so imagine what it was like for humans. I shuddered at the thought.

“We could walk around. Y’know, for a little while,” He shrugged his shoulders, “O-of course you don’t have to though! It’s just a thought.”

Oh. I don’t really know about that. There’s a ton of people around especially since it’s nearly Christmas. I usually buy things online like I already have with most of Ryker’s siblings, but dealing with people fifty times my height would be so much more worse. I guess it wouldn’t be so bad if Ryker was there though. That way I actually have a means to escape if I needed to. Or if I just wanted to hide. I’m sure he’d figure out something. I just didn’t want to bother him.

“S-sure.” I mumbled quietly, hoping he could hear. I was always so shocked when he could. Then again he has two human siblings. It kind of made sense.

When the bell rang, Ryker kept his palm flat so I could climb on. I never fail to lose my footing and ended up falling over for the millionth time this school year. I’m sure Ryker was getting tired of it at this point. I would be.

After walking for a while, we passed the extremely busy coffee shop, and I thought that’s where he was going since he walked towards it, but he didn’t. I was freaking out a little since he just walked through the crowd of people with seemingly no effort. It was a little loud, but it was over pretty soon. I still can’t believe people would wait in such a long line for a coffee. It seemed like a waste of time honestly.

The cold air slapped me in the face for the second time today, immediately making me shudder and try to bury my face to stay warm. If I’ve learned anything from my mom it’s that the cold would end up getting me sick if I didn’t at least cover my nose.

“If it gets too cold you can just tell me. We’re almost to the coffee shop I work at anyways.” He shrugged like the cold didn’t bother him. He was only wearing his usual jacket and some jeans. His hands were still invitingly warm. If it wasn’t rude, I probably would have just curled up in a ball and slept right in the middle of his palm. I wouldn’t though.

I didn’t know where he worked at. I just knew that he had a weird schedule and didn’t really like working there. I wondered why. I feel like working at a coffee shop would b better than stocking shelves at a dollar store in the middle of the tiny town I live in. Then again, it must get pretty busy since where he works is in the middle of the city and its winter. Maybe that’s why he doesn’t like it? I have no idea. I don’t even know why he was taking me there. Maybe just to hang out?

When we arrived, this place looked a lot more calm and comfortable. The line didn’t lead outside like the other one, there was a library that had a bunch of bean bags and cushioned chairs. It smelled like peppermint and somehow cinnamon at the same time, and it was decorated with a Christmas Tree in a corner with fake presents. What really caught my eye was that there were human-sized tables on top of the other ones like at school. There was also a mini library for humans, and even human workers who were handing out people’s drinks. I liked this place. It was a nice atmosphere. Plus it was amazingly warm in here.

“Yeah… the other one is too crowded. I figured you wouldn’t like that and I think this is a calm place.” Ryker explained, taking a seat at a table in a corner where the heater was blowing. If he wasn’t here no one would be able to wake me up if I fell asleep. Still, I kept my eyes wide open, looking out for what comes next.

A woman my height (She was actually half a foot taller than me but you get the idea) walked up onto the table from an elevator and smiled big while holding a small notebook. Oh! I don’t have any money on me. She looked over at Ryker, then gasped.

“Ryker! I haven’t seen you since they switched our shifts!” The woman placed her hands on her hips. I’m guessing they used to work together. She looked close to her thirties. Her hair was tied back into a loose bun, sweet, hazel eyes that complemented her dark skin tone. She looked really nice.

“Nice to see you too Nylah.” Ryker chuckled. The woman turned to me with a big smile, holding in a squeal, “Agh! Who’s this sweet little guy?” She ran up to my side, studying my looks before wrapping me in a tight hug. I wouldn’t have minded if it hadn’t hurt my back by pressing against my leftover scars. I shuddered, but kept it to myself. I mean what else was I supposed to do? I just met this woman. I can’t already have her thinking I was weird or something. If she’s close to Ryker and she thinks I’m not a good friend would she tell him something?

Why was I worried if Ryker would stay my friend? I already knew the answer. He would leave me, and then I’d be lonely all over again. What else was there to it? I might as well make the best of it now.

“Just a friend from school… I think you’re squeezing him too much.” Ryker’s hand reached out hesitantly, but retracted with a worried face. Was he worried about me? It seemed unreal, but I never really know with him. But to be honest, Nylah was hugging me a little too tightly. I could barely breathe and it was little uncomfortable, but I wasn’t going to say anything. It would be rude. Even if it hurts. Nylah let me go quickly.

“Oh! Sorry honey. It’s just after Ryker’s parents-“ Ryker cut her off by slightly tapping on the table and looking away. After his parents what? They weren’t even around as far as I knew. If they were on a business trip it’s been four months already. I would have thought they’d be back. I’ve actually been meaning to ask him, but it felt like overstepping into his personal life.

“Sorry,” She whispered, “So what’s your name sweetie?”

I blinked a couple times before opening my mouth to speak, “N-Nathan.” It came out the quietest whisper that I was so sure even Nylah couldn’t hear me, but she did. I had zero idea how, but she did.

“Nathan! That honestly suits you,” She grinned, “Is this big teddy bear being nice to you? Oh what kind of a question is that! Of course he is!” She laughed. Ryker hid his embarrassed look, but I could tell he was smiling under the hand that was hiding his face. I laughed a little.

“Ah, anyhow, what can I get you two?” She grabbed her pen and stared at the tiny notebook. Right, we’re at a coffee shop. But I don’t have any money.

“I’m-“ Ryker cut me off, “Two hot chocolates?” I stared at him, shaking my head. He was trying to pay for me. I was not about to let that happen. It wasn’t right.

“Alright, I’ll be right back.” She smiled and left.

Ryker smirked, resting his head on his crossed arms. I wasn’t mad, more worried. I mean I did want hot chocolate, but I wanted to buy it. It wasn’t right letting Ryker pay for it. Ughhhh.

“I get it for free I hope you know. I work here, remember?” He chuckled slightly. Right, but I thought it was only a percent off. I guess this place just works differently. Maybe I could just get a job here? It’s really peaceful and calm. I love it here.

Nylah came back along with another worker who was a giant. She gave me a mug with gingerbread on it, along with a piece of paper. What was that even for? I thanked her, and she just giggled. I sighed, taking a sip. It was good. So good. Why don’t more people come here rather than that other place? Well… I guess that’d ruin the atmosphere.

“We can go to my house after this. If you want to.” Ryker took a sip, biting the side of his cheek. I guess he burnt his tongue. I nodded my head, taking another sip, eyeing the piece of paper Nylah handed me. I grabbed it, shocked at what it read.

Make a promise to me that you won’t leave Ryker. He needs a friend. Especially now. And something tells me that you do too.

I stuffed the paper in my pocket. It’s not like Ryker could read it, but you never knew. He kept surprising me. I took another sip, playing with my hands as Ryker stared at the window, glancing down at me every now and then. I knew he wanted to say something. The anxiety was eating at me, especially after reading that note Nylah handed to me. Who wouldn’t be?

I waited for what seemed like hours in silence. I admit, it was awkward, but I really just wanted to know what Ryker was going to say or why he really brought me here. Why did he bring me here in the first place? Besides getting free drinks and him thinking that I’d like the place. I absolutely love it. Not too many people, it was quiet, and pretty much the opposite atmosphere compared to school. It was peaceful. Maybe I should start coming here? No, that was a terrible idea. I’d have to walk on the giants’ side of the city alone and I can barely handle it when I’m with one. Wait I’m getting off track again…

“… athan?” Ryker whispered above me, questioningly. I shook my head out of my spiraling thoughts and diverted my attention to Ryker, who chuckle and sighed at the same time, “I just asked if it was good. I-I mean the hot chocolate.”

I blinked a couple times before answering with excitedly nodding my head. Come to think of it, how did he know I liked hot chocolate so much? The only person I’ve told was… Lucky. Right. That makes more sense. I stared at the cup Ryker had, seemingly full. Honestly, it didn’t seem like he liked it all too much.

“What about you?” I pointed to his cup, making him nervously laugh, “Hot chocolates not my thing.”

Then why was he forcing himself to drink it? I mean it does explain why he didn’t seem to like it, but why fore himself? Was it because of me? Probably. He didn’t have to force himself to do something for me. Especially not something he doesn’t like. I hate this feeling growing at this knowledge.

“Th-then what is?” I asked curiously, hiding the small panic rising inside of me.

“You’ll think I’m crazy, but I like cold things. Especially in winter. So like ice cream or a frappe.” He shrugged his shoulders. I don’t think he was crazy. I’m actually not even surprised. He doesn’t wear a thicker jacket (Neither do I but that’s because I don’t feel like interacting with people just to buy another one), he doesn’t wear gloves, no boots, and he doesn’t seem bothered by just sticking his hand in snow without anything on. This guy was some kind of superhuman, so this wasn’t really a surprise. Then again, there are beings who tower over many, many human skyscrapers by just standing up so what else is there to expect in this world?

I shook my head, slightly smiling, “Why didn’t you g-get that then?” Ryker’s eyes were wide from shock for a split second. He just laughed, “Y’know, most people freak out when I tell them that.”

“Why? It’s a stupid reason to be.”

“Yeah. I guess it is.”

After I finished with my drink, and Ryker traded his own out for a frappe, which he ended up finishing before he even reached his own house. I was safe and warm in his palm, somehow not worried about the fact I was roughly a hundred feet in the air. Or that I was completely trusting someone else with my life. Then again, it’s much easier when you’ve known the person for your entire school experience. Which was about four months.

When we arrived at his house, the heater was already on, which I was so grateful for. I also found the house a little bit of a mess, but I already knew it was hard for Ryker to keep up with everything. I just kind of wished I could help, but alas, I was literally an inch and a half tall and couldn’t even move around his house without some kind of help. I’m sure Ryker knew that too.

“Sorry for the mess. I’ll clean up-“

I shook my head instantly. He didn’t need to impress me. I’ve known him for four months, and I might still be the slightest bit scared, but I like to think I know him. I don’t even know why he thinks he needs to impress me. I’m gullible. I’ll practically believe anyone if they give me enough proof.

Ryker sighed, grabbing a human sized blanket and handing it to me while I was still in the warmth of his hand. I mumbled a thank you, not expecting a reply. There were times where I was too quiet for anyone to hear. Including humans. It’s just a useless talent I have. Sometimes it even kicks in when I need my voice most. So a really annoying one too.

“Wanna watch a movie then? I haven’t been able to watch a movie I actually want to watch in a while.” He chuckled, tilting his hand slightly on the arm of the couch to gently let me off. I nodded my head, wrapping myself comfortably in the blanket he so kindly handed me.

“You’re fine with horror?” Ryker had asked before putting a disc into the dvd player. Horror? How do I tell him I might actually freak the heck out and maybe, possibly pass out? I don’t. I’ll go along with it. It’s his day, and he can do whatever he wants with me. Even if it means he’ll hear me squeak like a mouse again or scream my head off at some kind of jump scare.

I hesitantly nodded my head as he put the disc in, turned off the lights, and left the room to go make popcorn. I hated how it was already dark outside. It made this a million times scarier for me.

The screen showed a young woman going through her drawers, looking for something. Suddenly, there was a figure in her mirror, that disappeared just as soon as it appeared. I jumped though. I didn’t do well with horror movies, but I guess I’d just have to deal with it just for tonight. It’s not like this could happen in real life, right?

Ryker came back with a small bowl of popcorn, offering some to me, which I declined. He sat down, his arms just a few feet away from me. It scared me a bit. What if he gets scared, and knocks me off the armrest? Was I in his way again? Should I move before something bad happens? How scary was this movie?

It was maybe only thirty minutes into the movie where I was already shaking underneath the blanket I was given. Not just because I was cold either. It was because I was terrified. A guy earlier had died by being dragged in through a mirror and was falling in through a void only to fall into a pit of spikes. I had jumped, but Ryker had no reaction at all. Like he’d seen that before. Then again, we were practically exact opposites no matter how many people say we weren’t all that different.

A couple of minutes later, Ryker placed his bowl on the coffee table in front of him, but stayed in the same position. I had wondered fro a split second if I should move, but then the girl had scared on tv, drawing my full attention, which was a fatal mistake because now her guts were spilling out and-

I hid my entire body underneath the blanket this time. I’m sure if the light was on you could see me visibly shaking, but luckily it wasn’t. I just hoped I wasn’t bothering Ryker. That would be bad. If this was something he liked doing I didn’t want to-

Why was it quiet?

Something pinched my sides, making me squirm and try to swat away whatever on the outside was trying to pick me up, but then my mind had finally solved it. Ryker was trying to pick me up. Heck. No. Never again. I rushed to get out of the blanket, pushing it off of me the second I peeked my head out. My heart was racing, my legs felt like jello, how was I going to run now? Not like I could without facing at least a fifty foot drop.

“Woah, Nathan, little guy, I was only trying to…” Ryker’s eyes looked me over. He bit the side of his cheek, looking down then turning away and burying his head in his hands, groaning. I jumped expecting him to be mad at me, but instead he just leaned forward into the illuminating light of the tv that was paused. Oh. Oh. What do I do? How do I make it up to him? I-I can’t do anything-

“S-sorry. I’m s-so sorry. I-I’ll just l-leave.” I covered up my mouth the second the words escaped. Why. Why couldn’t I just be normal? I can’t even get down safely without Ryker’s help, and currently I don’t think he wants to be anywhere near me. Tears stung my eyes, but I blinked them back. I backed up as far as I could with safely being on the arm of the couch. I tried my hardest to make myself seem smaller. Great. Now I’ve really messed everything up. I was just scared. That’s all. Why does fear always have to ruin everything for me?

“No no you don’t have to. I should have known you wouldn’t have wanted to be touched. That’s on me. I’m sorry.” Ryker apologized, a struggling smile trying to meet up with his eyes. My heart fell. I should be the one apologizing. He’s obviously hurt by something, and I couldn’t get rid of the thought that I was the cause of whatever was hurting him. All because I was afraid.

I was only scared because I didn’t want to be held the way I used to be. I didn’t want to be dangled, pressed up against until all the air left my lungs and I passed out, worst of all I didn’t want to be kept in a fist. That would be the worst possible outcome. I was afraid that Ryker would do the same. But, thinking about it now, I don’t think he could ever hurt someone. Not ever.

I stood up on my shaky legs, walking as close as I could, “I-I was j-just scared. I-I’m sorry. R-really.” I hoped he could hear me. When I heard him chuckled, I knew he did.

“It’s fine. I get it. Why’d you say okay though if you don’t like horror movies?” He asked in his usual soft voice. I played with my hands while answering, “I u-usually go along with a-anything. I-I don’t w-want you to do s-something you d-don’t want to.”

It was the truth. What else was I supposed to say? That I was just doing it because why not? Ryker would just ask again. I knew how he’d react. Sometimes. I wasn’t expecting the nickname in his earlier sentence. “Little guy?” I mean I like when he says it, but I don’t like the name in general. Maybe it was because I trusted Ryker and he doesn’t use it to taunt me. I just hope it doesn’t catch on. I’m sure he was just caught up in the moment too.

“I appreciate it, but I don’t mind doing something else.” He smiled sadly. No, I was not about to be the reason he can’t have fun. I can’t.

I shook my head, “I’ll be fine. I just get scared easily.” I rubbed my arms. Ryker was thinking for a second before offering his hand palm-up. I looked up at Ryker questionably, but didn’t question him. He kept his hand up against his jacket, “Is that comfortable?” I nodded my head in response.

“My parents used to do it with Lucky when something bad was happened. You-you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

I shook my head, but my curiosity had the best of me, “What h-happened to your parents?”

Ryker sighed, giving a soft but sad smile, “They died in a car crash a little over a year ago.” I jumped, slapping my hands over my mouth.

“If you get scared you can turn away, and I’ll block it for you. Would that be easier for you?” I nodded my head. His parents… Did I ask a wrong question? Ryker didn’t seem bothered by it all too much, but still. Should I say something? No. I think I’ve said enough.

The movie was getting finished up. The last person was making it out of the house. She was crying and laughing while collapsing on the concrete, right before she woke up back in her room that looked perfectly normal except for the face staring at her through the mirror. I jumped when suddenly the person stepped out, and turned around to face the jacket that was keeping me warm. I took several deep breaths before I felt something soft rub my back. Like it was trying to calm me down. Reassure me. I smiled leaning into the gentle touch. What? You would to if you were in my shoes.

Ryker only let out a small chuckle, right before he change the tv to the news, where suddenly I was hearing raging protests. I quickly turned to the tv, seeing many, many people marching down the street holding up signs and looking like they were all about to cause chaos. There was a warning for humans living in the giant side of the city to move to the human side.

Ryker and I looked at each other with horrified looks on our faces. This was not going to end well.

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ahhhhh. I do love a decent cliffhanger. I wonder what happens next!

Also, this was a little fast paced because holy moly school does not need to assign five projects due in one singular week. Sorry if it’s not as good as you all had hoped TwT

Thank you for reading!

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