On the roller coaster baby [Riley]

[Kyler Ethan Greyson]

For the last couple of years Kyler's life has revolved around girls. Girls, drugs and alcohol. Most would think this would be a glamorous life. But not for Kyler really. He always tried to be a player like his friends Brett and Peter but he wore his heart on his sleeve and was constantly getting hurt. And when he was hurt and down on himself he would go to his addictions and self medicate. Which is the worst thing he could probably do to himself.

It all started with Riley, his family took her in and they almost immediately became best friends. But then things got real, really fast and they got together as a couple. She was there for him always and was even with him in the hospital after he had got stabbed at a party. But then one day she just up and left him which totally crushed Kyler's heart. Then he went after her when he found out where she ran off to, San Francisco. He was expecting them to get back together and everything go back to the way things were. But he was very wrong about that. Riley didn't want that and he just wanted to be friends and do her own thing which made Kyler very unhappy.

But he tried to make the best of it and made some friends and started to hang around the tattoo shop. And then that's were he met his next heartbreak. Imogen. He started hanging out with her and he became her little sex toy and best friend. But yet again Kyler wanted more than that and eventually confessed his love to her through a song he had wrote for her. But then it was found out that she was also sleeping with and was very much interested in someone else. Anthony. After trying so hard to move on from Riley he got his heart broken again and again by Imogen but he couldn't be mad at her because it was true she was one of his best friends but he recently found out she had Cancer. He would always be there for her no matter what but he didn't want to push his feelings for her on her anymore so he kept them hidden.

But recently Kyler has just been reunited with Riley, they went to the mall and had a total blast and had been hanging out pretty regularly after that. Which made Kyler very happy because he still adored her and even had feelings there. So he decided to invite her over to his dorm tonight so they could have a movie night and possibly have a cuddle session as well. He bought Identity thief and despicable me because he knew how much she loved comedy and kids movies. He straightened up his dorm and packed his fridge with yummy snacks and of course he had lots of weed like always. Now all he needed was Riley to show up.

[Riley-Mae Jackson]

Falling was easy. Falling took no effort at all. It was the landing that was a little tricky. If you weren't careful, you could get hurt, seriously hurt. If you weren't careful, your landing could hurt others. And yet, people still fell. Fell willingly. Forgot the pain and the hassle the landing could be, so long as they could experience the fall over and over again. Wished it never ended, but it always did. Always had to manoeuver that landing. Some people had perfected the art of landing on others, crushing them in the fall while sustaining no injuries themself. Some people were habitually the landing pad. Most people fell together, and landed apart. Worlds apart. Galaxies apart. Some lucky few found that they were willing to travel that far distance to the person they fell with, to get the chance to fall again, change their future by recreating a better past. Some people found they were just to hurt to let themselves fall again.

I was in love once. I was in love many a time. Many a time, the boy never added up to my standards. Like Robert. Robbie was a perfect southern gentleman. I often said I was ostracized in the South, but that wasn't always true. And yet, I couldn't stay. I wrote a song about us, then left. But that boy wasn't the one I was really in love with. I always told myself that what I felt wasn't real, was just me perceiving him as my hero and that's why I fell for him. That wasn't true though. The simple fact was, I had left when things got serious. The simple fact was, I was chicken shit, I was yellow, I was a coward. I ran off, and though I pretended it was nothing, I regretted it. The fact was, I couldn't do relationships. That was my excuse. Because of the things I did on the streets, I said I wasn't worthy of relationships. Maybe that was true, but it was a shitty excuse. "Excuses, Excuses" my uncle would say, "If excuses were gooses then we'd all have a happy thanksgivin', now wouldn' we, Riley-Mae".

That's why I was doing this. Why I was putting myself through the potential heart break. I missed my boy, missed Brown Eyes, and even though I knew it would be a bad idea, I started to hang out with him again. Dumb idea I know, as all it did was dredge up old feelings and yet, I couldn't resist. Couldn't lose him. I couldn't even count the number of songs I'd written for him, songs that he would never know about. He knew me so well, and I just couldn't bear not having him in my life. I loved him, and that was all there was to it.

I grinned to myself, humming one of my older songs from back when we first dating. Even now, it worked fine. "You know that I'm a crazy bitch, I do what I want when I feel like it, All I wanna do is lose control. And that's why I smile, it's been a while since everyday and everything has felt this.. why and now you turn it all around and suddenly you're all I need the reason I smile." I sang softly, before walking into his dorm without bothering to even knock. "Hey bitch, turn the music up!" I grinned cheekily, despite the fact that there wasn't even any music happening. I half danced and half bounced over to him, giving him a kiss on both cheeks while ignoring the betrayal of my rosey cheeks. "So, what's on our agenda, Brown Eyes?" I asked. It was odd, calling him that name, the name I called him while we dated, after so long. It wasn't intentional, not at all, but it was natural.

We were natural.

[Kyler Ethan Greyson]

Kyler was sitting on his couch thinking about if this was even a good idea or not. What if things did start getting romantic again? What if they got back together? As much as he wanted her back, he was also terrified that she would runaway and leave him again. He wasn't sure if he could deal with that. Actually he knew damn well he couldn't deal with that again. He was lost without her, and still is most of the time. After all she was the stronger one out of the two. Well, so he thought anyway.

They did everything together, they had even cried together. She was right by his side when he went through one of the most traumatic incidents in his life happened. Kyler was almost died at one point in time. He was stabbed at a party when a drug deal went wrong. It was a really dangerous wound and luckily his brother got him to the hospital In time. But when he woke up, there was his Riley sitting in the chair beside him, very upset. He would never forget how she stayed with him through all of that. But after that it made him wonder why the hell did she leave? What did he do that she didn't even want to say goodbye.

All these old thoughts and feelings that he kept hidden were resurfacing once again. He sighed and decided to smoke a bowl of weed while he waited for her to calm down. He sparked it and smoked it in a few minuets, leaving his living room pretty smokey. Then that's he heard her voice. A smile was immediately planted on his face. He got up and went to go greet her. "Well hello to you too." He said with chuckle. He was a little shocked that she kissed his cheeks and called him Brown Eyes. He hadn't heard that name in awhile. He was pretty sure last time he heard it they were still together. "Hi Riles..." He said as his cheeks flushed red and started to feel hot. He so badly just wanted to pick her up, twirl her around and kiss her. But he knew now wasn't the time. "Umm...I got movies and snacks?" He said with a shrug. He knew she always wanted to go out and do something exciting but he wanted to just chill at home with her like old times and see how things go. "I got identity thief and despicable me." He told her with another smile. "But we don't have to, we can just listen to music and smoke or something if you'd rather." He added sounding kind of nervous.

[Riley-Mae Jackson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://cdn.desktopwallpapers4.me/media/thumbs_400x250/1/3477.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… It wasn't easy, don't you dare think that it was. To look at him, and remember all the times together, the good the bad the ugly and the fucking hilarious times we'd had, and to have to remind myself that we were just friends, and that's all we could be was impossible. It wasn't that I didn't love him – I loved him with all my heart. He was best friend, the one who understood me the best anyone could even hope to understand me. Yes, he had his issues, but didn't everyone? It wasn't a lack of love that kept me away, it was a surplus. I couldn't handle the thought of hurting him again, it was agonizing. And I knew that if we got close again... it was only a matter of time. A matter of time, because god knows I hurt everyone around me. I knew he wouldn't be able to take it again and neither could I – I didn't wanna hurt him. He was my best friend, pretty much my everything (not that I'd say that sober) and hurting him hurt me. Cliché, right? Well, cliché or not it was the reason I wrote so many songs. I was at twenty now, and I think only two weren't about him. Maybe a few more. It was hard. I loved him. Running away wouldn't change that. And now I had to pretend that it was nothing, like it had never happened because if I knew he would have taken me back in a heart beat and I would not be the death of him. I couldn't. But I wasn't going to let go of him either. I mean, we'd been through so much together. His mom had saved my life, his family fed me and gave me a home, and of course there was that drug deal... of all the horrible nights in my life (and trust me, there were many), of all of them, that was the worst. That was the scariest night of my life, the night I almost lost him. Leaving hadn't been a spur of the moment thing, as much as it may seem like it. It had been a downward spiral, a spiral of claustrophobia and negative feelings. The moment I left him, though, I broke my own heart. That night, sleeping without him, I almost turned back and begged him to forgive me. But I didn't – I couldn't. But god did I want to. I shook the thoughts from my head and gave him a small smile, the smile increasing when I heard the movie options for tonight. “Oh my god can we watch Despicable Me? Please? I've seen it like twenty times but I don't give a rat's furry ass because those minions are jus' sweet as pie” I grinned, allowing a little bit of my Georgian charm to come and play nice. When he mentioned smoking I bit my lip hard, feeling the cravings come over me. It didn't help that the entire room reeked of it. “I-I can't..” I said softly, “I stopped smoking, dude. I had to. I had to quit all drugs. I couldn't make an exception for pot... but god you have no idea how tempting it is, dude, you really don't.” I sighed a little, biting my lip even harder, “do you have popcorn? Can't watch a movie without it.” I said, attempting to change the subject. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE | 578 WORDS | NOTES: OH HAI

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[Kyler Ethan Greyson]

Kyler was so glad that Riley had actually came by, he never knew when she was going to be distant and blow him off or when she was going to end up cuddled up in his arms. But this was the best he was gonna get for right now, and he'd rather play her games than not have her around at all. When it came down to it, Kyler would do anything for her, and he meant ANYTHING. He was obsessed with her, in love with her. No matter how hard he tried to move on it just wouldn't happen, she would still be in the back of his mind.

Though he would never end this roller-coaster but he wasn't sure how much more he could take, he just wanted her to be his again. He still had no idea what he did wrong. He loved her, he was good to her and never hurt her...why did she leave? It was slowly eating him inside. Most of the time he had no idea how to act around her because he didn't want to scare her off again. So he would wing it most of the time, sometimes getting away with a kiss or two but not over doing it.

He laughed a little when she got excited about the minions. "Heh. You are a minion Riley." He said with a smile as he kicked his shoes off and got on the couch. "Yeah, we can watch that one." He told her. His smile then turned to a frown when she was talking about quitting drugs. He thought that he could never do that, he was to weak and addicted to drugs that he just thought he couldn't do it. "Wow, Riles you're so much stronger than I am..." He said as he brushed away a stray hair from her face. "I'm proud of you, I don't think I can do that..." He added. "I'll go put these away." He said talking about his pipes and bongs. He didn't want her to feel uncomfortable or anything. "Instead of the popcorn in the bag, I got these awesome colorful popcorn balls." He said with a smile as he came back into the room. He then went into the kitchen and grabbed the snacks and put them on the coffee table then put in the DVD, then went and sat down back on the couch and smiled at her again. "You okay?" He asked.

[Riley-Mae Jackson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://cdn.desktopwallpapers4.me/media/thumbs_400x250/1/3477.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Sometimes, I forgot how understanding Kyler could be. Forgot how much he cared about me, and how much I cared for him. I could see how much something was bothering him, and I knew that he was nervous around me. He tried to push the relationship, and I wanted him to, but I was afraid. God, was I afraid. I grinned at him, unable to get the image of me as a little glowstick minion. I giggled a little and pushed my hair over my shoulder, eyes closing as he commented on my strength. Me? Strong? I was far from strong. Giving up drugs meant I was weak, couldn't handle them. If I was strong, I would be able to moderate my addictions while still doing the drugs. “Popcorn balls?” I asked, looking at him in confusion. When I saw them, I grinned a little and scooped one up, “Wow! That's actually pretty cool.” I exclaimed, taking a bite into a bright green one. Despite my smile, though, he could see the feeling stewing beneath the surface. I sighed, playing with the green ball in my lap. “I.... not really. I don't know. I've been kind of... I called my mama th' other night.” I whispered, “She's pregnant again. 'N I missed her. 'N it was really emotional. 'N... it got me thinkin'. Hearin' from mama and daddy, well.... it got me thinkin' 'bout you and me... 'n I miss ya.” I said, looking down at my now sticky hands, “also, 'm not strong. Quittin' isn' strong at all. It's weak. It means I couldn' handle it.” I frowned, crumbling the ball. It was there, just under the surface. Those feelings I couldn't feel. The words I couldn't say. I shuffled my feet, trying to keep my cool as my cheeks began to heat up. I didn't want to say it. Didn't want to feel it anymore. I didn't want to love him. That breaks every rule in the book – once a couple is done, they're done. That's all it is. With a deep sigh, I looked up at him and leaned in to kiss him. I didn't know why I did it, why I couldn't keep my emotions to myself, but it didn't matter, because it was done. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE | 385 WORDS | NOTES: OH HAI

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[Kyler Ethan Greyson]

Kyler picked up a bright pink popcorn ball and took a huge bite out of it. They were delicious and super sugary and he knew Riley would love them. In lots of ways they acted like they were still just kids afraid to grow up and never wanting to. Though Riley wasn't even nineteen yet and Kyler would be twenty-three in a few months. His younger brother always acted way more grown up and mature than he was and they were three and a half years apart.

He listened to her as she talked about her mom. He thought it was good for her to get back in touch with her family, he would get back in touch with his if he wasn't so embarrassed. He had been living here for a year and still had nothing cool to show them. "Well, that's good Riles, and that's awesome you get to be a big sister again." He told her with a smile until she brought up the face that she was starting to miss him and think about him. He gulped a bit and really hoped she meant it because he was missing her like no other.

"Really? Y-you've missed me?" He asked with a nervous smile. Then he was totally shocked when she kissed him. Were things finally about to work out in his favor? He didn't want to get ahead of himself but he couldn't help that think maybe they could finally get back together. He hesitated a bit but kissed her back rather passionately. He then pulled away and kissed her neck while gently nibbling it as well.

"I missed you too..." He whispered into her ear. "So fucking much..." He added and then went back up to her face to kiss her again, while holding her face gently.