bringing me down

[misterandystjames]

Some torturing and some rekindling love||St Lynn

Ryder: frowned at the fact that he was being told to go far away. He truly didn't want that, even if he knew it was for the best. He didn't want to leave his pack, Logan, or even his school. And as much as it didn't make sense, he really didn't want to leave Andy either, even if they weren't together anymore. "I can't go across the country, Andy. Not by myself." He said as he got into the car. He knew staying was dangerous but he just couldn't, it felt wrong. "Thanks though, for the clothes and thinking of that." He said with a small smile as he grabbed the shirt to put on. "You didn't do it, it's not your fault that you have such a sadistic family. I'm sorry if I am going to make it worse with your parents." He said in a soft voice, knowing that this wasn't going to turn out well for Andy.

Andy: His heart fell to his stomach at the way Ryder threw off his plan, afraid of what his dismissal could lead to for him. "Ryder, they'll hurt you," he whispered as his eyes watered. "Or even worse, they could-" He couldn't say it aloud, the heels of his hands pressed to his eyes to keep himself from crying outright in front of him. It took him a moment, but Andy was nothing if not great at faking a cooler composure than what was bubbling underneath the surface. "Fine," he said, pinning it there without much of a fight. There was only so much he could do. "Where do you want me to take you?" he asked as he finally turned on his car, beginning to drive slowly down the street until Ryder pointed him in the direction he wanted to go.

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Some torturing and some rekindling love||St Lynn

Ryder: was passed out for a good few hours, waking up to no one being in the room. He moved around a little bit to see if he could possibly get the chains off of him but he knew there was no way he could succeed without waking someone up. If he woke anyone up then for sure he wouldn't make it till the morning. He just leaned against the gate in defeat, jumping at the sound of the door opening. He breathed a breath of relief when he saw that it was Andy. He knew that he wasn't going down there to hurt him, if anything it'd be to help him. He bit onto his bottom lip to keep him from saying anything as he watched Andy search for the key to unlock him, thankful when he did. For a quick second he was scared they took off with it and he would truly be trapped there. "I have to get my things first, my wallet and uh something else." He said quietly as he walked over to where he remembered Jesse going through his wallet. He was surprised to see the engagement ring still there and not stolen. He picked up his wallet, not bothering to check if anything in it was still there and picked up his phone and the ring. "Okay." He said as he followed Andy outside as quietly as they could. "Thank you, for saving me." He said once the two were finally a good distance away from the house. He still had the ring in his hand and despite the fact that he wasn't sure if he wanted Andy to see it, he found himself nervously playing with it as if he needed to calm himself down.

Andy: Without a creak of the floorboards or a loud slam of the door to tell of the getaway, they managed to slip by and out of the basement, making their way quickly onto the street. Andy kept looking over his shoulder, his heart beating loudly as the adrenaline finally set in over the fact that this was the most major "Fuck you!" he could ever deliver to his parents. "I could never leave you there," he said without having to look at him before he got into his car and waited for Ryder to follow suit. "You have to go far away. When my family find out you're gone, they'd make it their mission to track you and finish the job because that's the kind of sadistic assholes they are." His grip tightened around his steering wheel. "I have cash for you. It's enough to get you to the other side of the country if you pace yourself correctly," Andy said as he handed him wads of cash, settled right atop the clothes he had brought for him, "I, uh.. I figured you'd need something to change into." It occurred to him right then and there that this had been the closest they had been since their break-up all that time ago. "I'm sorry I got you into this mess," Andy said, his voice dipping as he bit the inside of his cheek. Deep down he knew he did nothing to tip them off in Ryder's direction, but the mere association to Andy put a target on his back the second that he began to ask questions.

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Some torturing and some rekindling love||St Lynn

Ryder: looked over in shock when he heard Andy's voice. As he predicted, he wasn't wanting him dead and truly believed that he was innocent. Which despite it all, it made him feel a little better knowing after all this time he didn't believe Ryder was a monster. The moment he saw the gun be pulled out, he came out of his wolf form and his anger turned to fear. "Please don't, I'm innocent. I haven't hurt anyone." He pleaded, finally hitting desperation enough to beg to deaf ears that want him dead. When he heard the safety getting turned on, he closed his eyes to hide the tears that were inevitable. He opened his eyes again when he decided a way to keep alive, even if he knew it'd probably be hard on Andy. "Andy, it's okay. Do it. I'll heal." He said, trying to keep calm as he awaited the greatest pain of his life. Which came only a couple seconds later, he hadn't realized just how high they put the voltage as high as it could go. He screamed in pain, blacking out only a few seconds later.

Andy: couldn't shake off the way his fingers trembled for all the rest of the day, even long after his dad had put the pistol away and said they'd hold off on "the fun" until when he awoke again later on. Going home, he knew he'd find no solace in his bed, no matter how tempting it was to hide underneath his blanket and pretend the entire world went black. He could hear over and over Ryder's scream of agony that occurred right before he passed out, slumping almost lifelessly against the metal they had harnessed him onto. But rather than sit away and let night turn into day, allowing them to torture him longer and longer, he decided to be proactive, knowing Ryder wouldn't stand a chance past the next 24 hours if he left him there. He grabbed him a change of clothes from his own apartment, grabbing at a shirt he had left behind once and a pair of Andy's pants and boxers before he went straight to the bank to pull what he had in his savings account. Given that his family was by no means lacking in any sense of the word, he knew he had enough to buy Ryder time to get somewhere where his parents wouldn't find him because they were ruthless. They wouldn't take this slight easily. When it was closer to 2 or 3 AM he went back, parking farther down the street before he grabbed the keys he still took with him and went into the house, thankful he knew the code to turn off the security alarm before it beeped and woke everyone up. He slowly made his way downstairs towards the basement where it was pitch black save for the light pointed directly towards Ryder. He put a finger to his lips, signaling for him not to say a word before he went to look for the key to undo the metal cuffs around his wrist. Drawer after drawer was opened before he found them dangling elsewhere and he moved quickly, undoing the chains before he wrapped his arms around him to keep him upright as he regained his strength. "We have to go now," he whispered as he ensured he could stand on his own before he helped take off the shockers that were stuck onto his side. "Let's go," he said, moving towards the stairs to begin to guide him out of there as swiftly and carefully as he could.

[misterandystjames]

Some torturing and some rekindling love||St Lynn

Ryder: wanted to shout at Jesse to put the engagement ring down but he knew it was pointless. With every word said in regards to Andy hating him, he could feel his heart breaking all over again. He managed to distract himself long enough to where the break up didn't hurt anymore but here it was, happening all over again. He didn't want to believe them that Andy wanted him dead, he really didn't. "That's not true, he wouldn't want me dead..." he said in a low voice, knowing it was falling onto deaf ears. It was only a matter of seconds before the intense pain hit him again. This time, he felt true anger unleash and found himself halfway wolfing out and growling at them in a threatening manner even if he knew he wouldn't actually hurt them.

Andy: "What are you doing!?" boomed Andy's voice as footsteps grew closer and closer as he crept down the stairs and saw Ryder tied. "Stop it, get him off of there!" he shouted, racing towards Ryder, but didn't reach out to touch him in fear of being shocked as well. "It's about time you showed up; we might've had to kill him without you here, and where's the fun in that?" Jesse said as he stood up, straightening his shoulders as he let the ring fall back onto the table. "You never told us you knew one of them. Kept a secret all this time, and for what? For him?" his mother scoffed, "You knew what they did to us, but you still protected him. You're even more /pathetic/ than I thought." He swore the word felt as if it were seared onto his skin. "Well, since you're here, you might as well make yourself useful. Get him to tell us who else is in his pack," she said, turning her attention back onto Ryder. Andy kept quiet, made no move to even try to urge the other boy to speak since he knew it was all in vain. He knew the type of person that Ryder was, and he'd never just give up the ones who had seemingly been protecting him. "Andrew!" she shouted, but he stood still, defiant, and she took that as a sign to send another shock through Ryder. "Stop, please, stop!" It was then Andy spoke up, and despite every intention not to, she took her finger off of the button. "He's never hurt anyone. He's innocent," Andy pled with his mother, coming closer to her. "Look at him. Does he look innocent to you?" She pointed towards Ryder's wolfed out figure. He didn't try to contradict her, having a hard time looking at him in his state. "Here," she handed him the button before he could protest. "How about you do the honors?" Andy's stomach tightened, swallowing as he turned to face Ryder. "You're sick," he whispered towards his mother. "Oh, honey, you don't know the half of it." Mr. St. James pulled out the pistol that he had tucked into the back of his belt and got close enough to Ryder to aim it towards his head, where he'd have a clear shot. "How about you press the button and I don't blow his brain to bits and make you clean it up afterwards?" he bargained, generously sadistic. His fingers trembled as he seemed to contemplate that it was the lesser of two evils, but before he could press it, his mother turned up the notches to the highest setting, so irreparably harsh to the senses that anything longer than a couple of seconds could easily knock anyone out, werewolf or man. "No, n-no, please-" he began to plead again, but his dad pulled the safety off of the gun, which sent him to act before he could risk it: he pressed it and sent the highest voltage unto Ryder.

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Some torturing and some rekindling love||St Lynn

Ryder: was realizing real quick why he never liked Andy's family and why Andy didn't like his own family. They were awful people and even seemed terrible to each other. He truly couldn't understand why anyone would want to harm innocent people and have no care that they're hurting them. He kept his mouth shut though, knowing that any begging would go nowhere. They were heartless and because Ryder was a werewolf it was clear they wouldn't care if he was dead. The only positive thing about this was that he didn't see Andy there, which told him that he wasn't apart of this business. He seized against the gate as he felt a very painful shock against his body. It was definitely not enough to get him to tell and get his second family tortured though. "No, they're innocent and kind. They don't deserve this shit." He said, glaring down at Mrs. St James. "So torture me all you want, I'm not telling you who is in my pack." He told her, immediately preparing himself to be shocked even more.

Andy: "None of you are innocent," she retorted, "Your kind were the ones that took my sweet little girl from me." She took the remote from her son and dialed the shock up a notch, her finger hovering over the button, taunting him. "Ryder blah blah Lynn, age blah, height blah, organ donor, ooh, that might've come in handy if your insides weren't frying right now," Jesse said as he looked through his wallet and found his ID, reading it off in feigned excitement. A small clink on the table grabbed his attention, however, and he curiously reached for the ring that had fallen from his wallet. "An engagement ring?" Jesse mused aloud. "This wasn't for my little brother, was it?" he asked as he held it up for all to see, but mostly Ryder. He laughed, partly out of pity and partly because of the circumstances. "Oh, God, you had another thing coming if you really thought Andy was going to settle down for you - especially as you are now. You're nothing but a monster in his eyes. He wishes you even more dead than all of us combined," Jesse said, a malicious smirk to his face. "He and his sister were close, and because of you, because of what you are and because of the ones like you, she was taken from him," Mrs. St. James explained before she finally pushed the button, sending more and more shockwaves through his system.

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Some torturing and some rekindling love||St Lynn

Ryder: spent the past year bettering himself. Making his animalistic side and human side equal. He was thankful that Logan didn't hate him or become scared of him after he revealed to him what he became. It truly helped him having one human by his side throughout it all. He was still too scared to tell his twin, not sure how she'd react. So even a year later, Logan was the only person who knew besides Andy and his pack. His pack wasn't much, it was just his professors family and a couple other werewolves that were without a pack at one time. He quickly began to think of them as a second family to him though. They helped him with his breakup, which still remains a painful memory to Ryder. He had one encounter with the person who bit him but managed to get away from ever truly being their beta. He wouldn't have been able to without his pack and them being much more experienced werewolves. Full moons turned easier for him, he didn't struggle with them. Despite the break up, Andy still kept Ryder human. He was still his anchor. Ryder kept the engagement ring he had bought for Andy in his wallet at all times. If he ever felt like he couldn't keep control he would hold it tightly and it strangely helped him. Especially on full moons. This full moon, he was walking through the woods to the place he usually met up with his pack. Sure it was weird to meet up in the woods on a full moon but they felt that if anyone lost control, it was better to be more out from humanity and together to calm them down. He honestly thought it was smart. On his walk, he was stopped hearing a loud shrieking noise. It caused him to cover his ears right before he was hit in the shoulder by an arrow. He turned and saw someone he had seen once before at Andy's house. They just laughed when they saw him and made a comment he couldn't make out because a second later he was hit with an arrow that was clearly laced with something since a second later he passed out. He didn't know how long he was out for but he woke up tied by his hands against a gate and covered with things that were clearly to shock him. He had been warned about hunters but this was the first time he had encountered them and what shocked him was it was by a family he used to have close ties to.

Jesse: "He's awake," Mr. St. James gruffly noted from where he stood, arms crossed over his chest. "God, it's about time. I didn't want to have to miss rehearsal while we waited for him to take his sweet time in waking up," Jesse said, leaning back into the metal chair that was situated over a handful of feet away from the one that had been tied up. "I knew there was a reason I never liked him," the patriarch of the family spoke, narrowing his eyes. "I'm sure that's more fueled by your horrendously-unhidden homophobia that's rooted in your lack of security in your own sense of masculinity that you've thrust upon Andrew all these years," Jesse said off-handedly, earning him a glare in his direction. "What? I'm taking a Women's Studies class this year." Without prompting, Mrs. St. James cut in between them and squashed what would surely go on and on, as it tended to. "Will you two shut up? You're ruining this for me," she hissed, both following suit in her instruction as they kept quiet. She stepped forward, the dim light of the room casting shadows across her face, but she still tilted her jaw up as she stared him right in the eyes. "So, I'm sure you're wondering why you're here, what you did to deserve this, why we would /ever/ do this to you," with no ounce of care in her voice, she went over what might've been rushing through the other's head, as if she knew him. "It's simple. The St. James have one mission in life: to get rid of the likes of you and your... people." She spat the word, scowling. "So, if you tell us who else is in your little pack, we'll make sure to make this hurt as little as possible. And if you don't, well..." She pointed towards her eldest son, the cue for him to press the button that sent the electrical current rushing through Ryder's body. "You can expect a lot more of that."

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the end || st. lynn

Ryder: looked back up when Andy started to say he can't do this. He shook his head as he started saying that like he was in denial that this could be the end. "No, you can. We can. I know it." He said as his eyes began to water, not even believing himself. While he was positive he would never hurt Andy, he didn't think that'd make Andy any less scared or used to the changes he was going through. He got up and went after Andy, needing just one last thing of confirmation. "Are you breaking up with me?" He asked in a voice that was obvious he was going to break the moment it was confirmed.

Andy: "Yes." They were words Andy didn't ever think he'd utter when it came to the question, especially since when he thought back to how they were only some weeks ago, he couldn't ever fathom an end to them. It was naive and stupid, especially for someone their age to picture a forever, but that's what he saw for them. And now it was gone. In one quick moment, in a move that Ryder couldn't help, their future vanished before their eyes and he knew if he stood there a moment longer, Ryder would hear the shattering of the other's heart. "I'm sorry," he whispered before he turned around and reached for the door handle, twisting it open. He didn't immediately move once it was slightly ajar, something still wanting to draw him to the man that was only five feet away from him, but with the last bit of nerve he had left, he opened it enough to walk out of the apartment and out of Ryder's life.

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the end || st. lynn

Ryder: smiled into the kiss when Andy kissed him. It had been too long since Andy had initiated any type of kissing that it was nice to finally not be the one initiating it. It made Ryder believe things would be okay. As he continued to kiss him, he moved his body so that he could be on top of him, making it much more comfortable. He got so into what the two were doing, that it took him a moment to realize his claws were coming out. Which quickly made him pull away and move off of Andy in fear he would scratch him. "I'm sorry." He said as he hid his hands so that his claws would be hidden until they went away. "I guess I don't have full control yet when it comes to that. Maybe we just shouldn't get hot and heavy for a while." He said in a soft tone as he looked down at the ground. All he wanted was for them to be back to normal but he couldn't even make out with his boyfriend without his claws wanting to make an appearance.

Andy: Ryder abruptly crawling off of him made him sit up as he watched him try to gather himself, tucking his hands away from Andy's gaze, but he caught in a second the way claws had emerged from his nail-buds. He brought a hand to his mouth as he sucked in a deep breath and stood up, trying to get ahead of the way his heart began to beat a little faster. "I can't do this," he muttered under his breath. "I can't. I just can't," Andy said, firmly now, letting his hand fall to his side. "Try as we might, this isn't normal. It can never be how it used to be," he said as he took a step towards the door.

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the end || st. lynn

Ryder: pulled his hand away when Andy said that he was supposed to be afraid of him. While he understood, he hated that something like this would make his boyfriend scared of him when he would try his hardest not to. He knew he couldn't tell Andy what to feel, he just wished there was some way he could prove that he wasn't someone to be afraid of. That things could mostly be normal between them. "I am though, now full moons just won't be pleasant. There are bad werewolves, yes but there had to be something truly messed up with them before they turned to go to a place to kill a child or even turn a random person walking home. I have met a few werewolves who are amazing, some that I knew before I even knew werewolves existed and thought they were normal like you. I'm still your Ryder, I will always be him. Especially around you." He said as he bravely moved a little closer and put his hand on his boyfriends cheek as he moved his head gently to make him look at him. "Can you trust and believe me about this? Please?" He asked, as if trying to plead with him to not think the worst about this.

Andy: "I want to," Andy told him, finally looking into his eyes. "I really want to believe you." He bit onto his bottom lip as a silence fell over the both of them. Before he could stop himself, before he could let the logical part of his brain talk him out of it, he leaned forward and pressed their lips together, softly at first, as if he was merely testing the waters, before he pushed forward and deepened it.

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the end || st. lynn

Ryder: frowned when he saw that Andy clearly wasn't wanting to take advantage of their alone time after not seeing each other for weeks. "I was." He said as he followed him to the couch, sitting down next to him. He stayed silent as Andy spoke, just listened carefully as he looked directly at him, despite the fact that Andy wasn't looking at him. He found himself tearing up at the fact that Andy lost his sister due to werewolves when she was so young. Everything became clear now about how Andy felt off about Ryder's transition. He leaned over and gently placed his hand over his boyfriends. "I'm so sorry, baby. That's terrible. I can promise you I will never kill an innocent child. Or hurt you and your family. I'd rather die myself than ever reach as dark as whoever did that to your sister. You have no reason to be scared of me." He said in a soft voice, no moving an inch actually still afraid to scare him despite just promising he wouldn't.

Andy: didn't flinch the way he had before with Ryder's touch, rather inviting it as he tightly wrapped his hands around his. It was like he needed a single thread of normalcy between them, and this, well... it was as close to normal as he'd get. "I know you. I know you wouldn't hurt anyone," he whispered, swallowing back a gulp. "But that doesn't make this any less scary. I'm supposed to be afraid of you. For so long, I /hated/ werewolves and now you're one, and I don't know what to think or how to feel." He hated the werewolf that turned him. Every ounce of his being wished for nothing less than the worst for them. "I want to believe that you're still the same person I fell in love with."

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the end || st. lynn

Ryder: couldn't help the extra happy feeling he got when Andy told him that he missed him too. This whole time he'd been afraid he was going to lose him but it seemed that Andy really just needed space to wrap his head around this change. He was actually kind of glad, it gave him more time to learn control and everything that came with being a werewolf. Sure it had only been two weeks, but he was more confident now that he wouldn't hurt the other boy than he was two weeks ago. "No, he went out. I've just been doing homework. Like the normal anti-social person that I am on a Friday night." He said with a laugh, putting emphasis on normal. "So we have the place to ourselves for a few hours." He said with a small smirk as he moved a little closer to his boyfriend, ignoring the voice in his head telling him that this wasn't why Andy was coming over. He just wanted to try so hard to have things he normal and not let this huge thing change things between them.

Andy: didn't laugh when Ryder did, rather bringing his hand up to scratch at the back of his head as he tried to figure out how to even begin. Words escaped him, but he knew he couldn't keep him in the dark forever. "I'm sure you wondered why I didn't call or text or come to see you," Andy said as he moved over to the couch, taking a seat as he intertwined his fingers together. "I'm sorry about that. I really am. It's just taken me a bit to come to terms with this -- and I know, I know. I have no reason to be the one to take it so hard when this is all happening to /you/, but.." He cut himself off with a sigh. "My family, our lives were ruined because of y-" He couldn't say "your kind," despite the fact that he knew that's what Ryder was now - one of their kind. "A werewolf attacked my sister during a full moon, and she didn't survive it. She was only 10." He wasn't able to meet his eyes as he instead looked towards his hands.

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the end || st. lynn

Ryder: could barely take these past couple of weeks without talking to Andy. It made him afraid of himself, that if he could scare the love of his life by just a title than he could scare anyone. He spent most of these two weeks focusing on control with his professor. He was thankful for him teaching him the ins and outs of being a werewolf. He could see easily that not all monsters do monsterous things. He just wished he could share that with Andy. When he wasn't training with his professor or distracting himself with school work, he was pretty much just staring at his phone waiting for Andy to call or text. Sadly, he had this feeling that that day wasn't going to happen anytime soon. He was sure that the silence was a code for breaking up but he was too scared of Ryder to tell him and instead chose to ghost him. He was lying in bed doing his homework, trying to keep some of his life normal even if it was something as boring as homework. He heard a knock on the door, which thankfully didn't sound as loud as it did the last time. He closed his text book and basically ran to the door, just in case it was Andy. The biggest smile appeared on his face when it was his boyfriend right there in front of him. Without saying a word, his excitement that he was actually there and not avoiding him taking over and made him jump closer to him to give him a small kiss. "Hey, hi. Come in." He said with a laugh as he pulled him gently into his apartment. "I've missed you." He said once he closed the door behind him.

Andy: jumped slightly back when Ryder suddenly lunged forward, but their lips still met and the eagerness that Ryder exerted brought upon a small smile that he couldn't help when he finally walked inside. It almost felt like normal... no, in fact, it /did/ feel normal. This was his Ryder. What had he been thinking? "I've missed you, too," he admitted once they were inside, plunging his hands deep into his jeans' pockets as he awkwardly rocked back and forth on his heels for a moment. "Is Logan here?" he asked as he looked around, hoping that he wasn't in the hopes that they'd be alone in order to talk to one another in the utmost confidence that there wasn't an eavesdropper, even if there was a significant chance that Ryder had already told his cousin about the new... transformation of sorts.

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the end || st. lynn

Andy: It had been two whole weeks since the two had spoken to one another; a time longer than they had ever been apart or not uttered a word since they had met each other at the party that felt like forever ago, partly because it was. From the moment he had met him, finding a way to part from his side was a feat so difficult he couldn't even fathom it as they grew closer and closer. It was like Ryder calmed him when he was near, kept him focused, broadened his gaze from the now to what the future could hold if only he pushed himself. It was something that had been difficult to teach the youngest St. James child, especially since he often defied the words of the very parents that had given him life - but then again, they were assholes, so he figured he did better to ignore rather than to listen. But their words had penetrated his subconscious now, echoing in the most inopportune times that kept him from reaching for his phone or knocking on Ryder's door. Werewolves, people - no... animals like that were not to be reasoned with. They sought only to attack and kill when they succumbed to their animalistic urges, and it had already caught one of the St. James in the crossfire; the last thing he wanted was to be next. But he knew that the very least that Ryder deserved was an explanation. He had kept him in the dark for so long that he knew questions had likely arisen that he was sure the other could only speculate the answers for. It was how he now found himself at his door, fist brought up to knock, but he kept it still, hovering inches from the wooden door that separated the two. For all he knew, he wasn't even home and he was wasting his time. Maybe he should text him. Maybe he didn't have to say anything at all. All these thoughts ran circles around his head until he could hardly think straight, but when someone walked past him in the hallway, he took that as his sign that he either had to act now or never: he knocked. Bringing his arm down to his side, he took a deep breath to calm the nerves that began to crawl up every inch of his skin, seizing the muscles into a fixed state as he took yet another breath, breathing out slowly.

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Text to: Andy ❤️💙💜💚

Ryder: Oh...okay. I love you.

Andy: I love you, too.

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Text to: Andy ❤️💙💜💚

Ryder: Be there for me? Help me through it? I'm still Ryder, your boyfriend, the man you fell in love with 😢

Andy: I just need some space right now. Give me a couple of days?

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Text to: Andy ❤️💙💜💚

Ryder: I mean, no. But still...I might have. I could done some research or something. That's not true baby. My professor is good and he's a werewolf and my thoughts have never been to hurt anyone, I'm not an animal...I can't be... I'm good. I wouldn't hurt a soul...

Andy: I know, I know. I'm sorry. I'm just kind of.. I don't know what to think.

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Text to: Andy ❤️💙💜💚

Ryder: Why didn't you tell me? You made me think I was going insane....and I won't hurt you. I'm terrified of hurting other people but I wouldn't hurt you. My professor said he's going to help me though, teach me control and help me during the full moon. He agrees with me that I shouldn't seek out my alpha since he attacked me and ran off. That he or she is clearly dangerous. I don't want to be bad...maybe I can even help people with this newfound power. Once I gain control.

Andy: Because then wouldn't I sound insane? Did you even believe in any of the werewolf stuff before your professor said anything? I know you don't want to be bad, but it's like ingrained in every werewolves' DNA to have animalistic instincts that they can't avoid. And you have those now.