Random, You're My Hero | By : kialamite Category: Reality TV > Jackass Views: 1354 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The weeks continued on and Bam and Ryan had developed a routine, they would go out three times a week, get trashed and wake up half naked next to each other the mornings after. The mornings slowly got less awkward and they were finally comfortable which every part of the other.
The only thing Ryan couldn't understand is why they never went back to Bam's place. He'd asked several times, but Bam always came up with an excuse like “my car is at your place, dude” or “but your place is closer” and, like with the ring situation, Ryan gave up. He still wore the ring, not only because he was totally used to it being there, but he couldn't get it off, as though it had been there for a long time.
Four months after waking up in that hospital room, Ryan decided it was about time he got himself a job and stop being totally dependent off Bam. As much as he appreciated it, he couldn't live off him for the rest of his life. So when Bam came over that day he decided to ask.
“Hey Bam?” he called into the kitchen where Bam was digging in his fridge for the last beer “can I ask ya somethin'?”
“You already did, but go on, I'll give ya another question” Ryan rolled his eyes at Bam's reply.
“What did I do, like for a job, before the accident?”. The silence in the house was almost deafening, waiting for Bam to reply.
“I... uh... you worked... with me. We had a TV show.”
Ryan blinked. “Wait, I was on TV?!”
“Yeah, we were about to start our sixth season when... you know.” Bam looked determined to not look him in the eye.
“So what happened, you guys just continued without me, or could you? Did I fuck things up?” he asked hesitantly.
“Nah, dude. We just.. left it. Our contract was finished anyway. Turned out to be a nice break actually. I think my parents were ecstatic that we were done, I don't think they could take much more...”
“Oh, so... do you have a copy I can watch? Like, you don't have to watch it with me, something to do while I'm home I s'pose...” Ryan trailed off as Bam sat beside him. He was intrigued as to what the show was. If April was sick of it, like Bam said, it couldn't be good. Ryan had become good friends with April as she had bought around groceries every week for him, so he wouldn't “live off junk food like all the other guys”.
“I think you actually have copies laying around here somewhere... Where are all your DVDs?” Ry points in the direction of the book shelf. Bam immediately spots the DVDs in question and sets up the first season to play.
“You sure you wanna watch them? You did have this whole fit thing about not wanting to be the 'old you'...” Ryan just nods and gets comfortable for what will be a most interesting viewing.
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Ryan sat there, glued to the TV, and didn't even consider moving before he'd seen all 5 seasons of the show. It wasn't that he cared what he used to be like, he hardly noticed himself... unless Bam was patting him on the butt, or hugging him or... anything to do with Bam. He was intoxicating on the small screen.
As the credits rolled for the last episode, Ryan finally sat back on the couch and noticed Bam staring at him, almost as though he was scared of what Ry would say. He got a sudden hit of confidence and decided that is was about time to ask and not take no as an answer.
“You can't tell me there was nothing between us. That, right there, is proof. Now don't avoid the topic and start telling me Bam, or I swear I'm gonna... god i don't know, but i NEED you to tell me”. He took a deep breath, as through he'd released all his tension in those few sentences.
Bam's mouth gaped open. “I uh... I don't know where to start Ry.” moving as far away as possible on the small lounge, visibly shaken by Ryan's sudden outburst.
Shocked by how shaken Bam was, Ryan tried comforting him by placing his hand on Bam's knee.
“Okay, I'll help. Let's start with the ring. Is... is it yours?” Bam slowly nodded, tears once again pooling in his eyes.
Slowly wiping away Bam's tears Ryan spoke again. “Why didn't you just tell me that? It could have made things so much easier, unless... you didn't want me to know...” Ryan trailed off, pulling his hands back.
“NO!” both boys jumping from fright. “I ... uh... of course I wanted it.. I just... figured that if you remembered then YOU wouldn't want it...” Bam said awkwardly while fiddling with the hem of his T-shirt.
“Bam, tell me.”
Running his hands through his curls, Bam took a deep breath.
“That night, we uh... had a fight. Well, we broke up actually and you... you just... you slammed the door so hard, Ry.... and drove off so fast. I just.... I should have known something would happen... You've never been the best driver..” He chuckled nervously through his still free-flowing tears.
His heart crumbling, Ryan leant over to pull Bam into a hug, but before he could fully comprehend, Bam's mouth was on his, trying to force his tongue down Ryan's throat.
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