Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Blood* ❯ Shannon and Ryan ( Chapter 42 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Shannon and Ryan
-Ryan-
The party never stops for my sister. Though, I wish it would. I
have always been the responsible one. I can't take it anymore. Why
am I the one to clean up her mess? This latest… mishap is going to
kill us.
Let me explain. I have a lot to unpack here.
Five nights ago, Shannon got invited out to his underground club. I
told her no.
“You are not going out there,” I said.
“And why not?” she asked.
“You don't know anything about this place!” I said. “You could be
kidnapped and trafficked!” She laughed at me.
“Don't be silly!” Shannon said. “That rarely happens.”
“Still… It could!” I said. Shannon rolled her eyes.
“You're lame,” she said.
“I don't want you to die,” I said.
“Yeah, yeah,” she said. My stomach turned. Oh great. Now, I was
going to have play baby-sitter. Damn it. I didn't want to do this.
I wanted to stay home. My girlfriend wonders why I bother.
“You have to let her go,” she told me. I sighed and shook my
head.
“She's my sister,” I said. “I have to look after her.”
“But she's running you into the ground,” my girlfriend said. “You
can't keep thing up anymore. You have to start thinking about
yourself.” Now, I wished that I had listened to her she said.
I was in bed when my phone buzzed on my nightstand. I muttered to
myself as I felt around for it.
“Hello?” I asked. I heard pounding music in the background. A
confused look came over my face.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Ryan!” a familiar voice shouted on the other line. I quickly sat
up.
“Shannon?” I asked. “Shannon, is that you?” She slurred her words.
I narrowed my eyes.
“Where are you?” I asked. “Are you drunk?” Shannon laughed like a
drunk donkey.
“Don't ask stupid questions!” she shouted. I rolled my eyes.
“Where are you?” I asked.
“Guess!” she shouted. My stomach dropped. Don't tell me…
“Stay right there!” I shouted. “I'm com--!” She already hung up. Or
the call dropped.
“Hello? Hello?” I asked. I stared at my phone as my stomach
sank.
“Baby?” I heard next to me. I turned over in bed.
“Baby? Where are you going?” she asked. I didn't answer as I got
dressed. I rushed out the door.
“Ryan!” my girlfriend screamed. I didn't have time to turn around.
I only had the email I copied from Shannon's phone when she wasn't
looking. I cursed myself as I kept running down the street. She's
really done it this time. I only hoped that I would get to her in
time.
Looking back when I think about that night, I should've stayed in
bed. My girlfriend was right. Because now Shannon and I will die
next year--- on the Fire Festival.