You've Let The Devil In

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Previously
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Ryan kept an arm around Franks, they walked in together silently. There were a pair of slip on shoes that a grandma would wear.
"Those aren't mine or Brendon's shoes." Ryan turned to Frank.
"It's okay, let's just get your stuff." Frank persisted, putting a hand softly on Ryan's face.
The two of them walked down the hallway to the bedroom door, which was closed, and loud creaking sounds coming from behind it. Frank slowly turned the handle to be faced with horror.
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When that door opened, Ryan saw for the first time what he was enduring for so long. Brendon was still in the same costume as when Ryan left. But he wasn't alone. Brendon was penetrating Kellin Quinn, the same way he would to Ryan. Ryan's heart sunk, Franks jaw dropped. They hadn't noticed yet, and Brendon was still going at it. Kellin was in the outfit that Ryan was wearing just hours earlier.
"What the fuck." Frank blurted out.
Both Kellin and Brendon turned to look at the door.
"Ah! What the hell!" Kellins high pitched voice pierced their ears.
"Why are you here?" Brendon yelled.
"You already found someone else to fuck!" Ryan screamed, "Its been what? Three hours? And you're fucking someone in our bed! And not just someone! A married man! He has kids!" Ryan threw his hands around.
"Please don't tell Vicky!" Kellin cried.
Brendon and Kellin hadn't moved yet, they were still in the middle of the act.
"You're ruining your relationship Kellin." Frank chimed in.
Brendon pulled out of Kellin, and walked over to Ryan and Frank.
"Seeing your here with.. Frank.." Brendon spat, "You've probably fucked him, hey? That's right? So don't get mad at me." Brendon pushed Ryan backwards, causing him to fall to the floor.
"Hey! We didn't do anything! After all I am married," He pushed Brendon, "And I'm loyal to who I'm married to." He looked to Kellin, who was trying to cover himself, unlike Brendon.
Brendon pushed Frank back, "Why are you in my house? Twink!" He screamed.
"Don't call me a twink! You just screwed a twink in your bed!" He pointed to Kellin.
"Hey! I'm not a twink!" He stood up, covering his genitals.
Ryan stood up off the floor, "We're just here to get my stuff." Ryan pushed past Brendon, who grabbed him and pulled him close.
"Why don't you stay baby?" He smiled, holding Ryan.
"Let him go Brendon." Frank pushed him off.
"Fine." He walked back, crossing his arms.
Ryan walked into their closet and started grabbing all of his clothes that he could find and shoving it into a backpack that was left on the floor. Frank walked into the closet with him, helping him pack, their hands grazing each others.
"Thank you. I really mean it Frank." Ryan stood up, zipping the bag up.
Frank smiled, "I'm here whenever you need." The two of them walked out of the closet, to see Brendon and Kellin.
"This isn't a hot dog eating competition." Frank scoffed, causing Ryan to giggle.
"Get out." Brendon angrily yelled.
Ryan and Frank walked out of the bedroom, to the front door. Frank opened the door, waving Ryan through and closing it behind himself.
"That was weird." Frank looked back at the door.
"That's what my life was for so long." Ryan sighed, and began walking down to the road, "I think I need to message Vic." Ryan pulled his phone out.
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|Vicky Mouse🐭 |

R: Hey Vic, I need to talk to you.

V: I'm sorry Ryan, I don't want to talk right now.

R: It's important.
*read*
R: It's about Kellin..

V: What about Kellin??

R: I went home to get my stuff..
R: And I went into the bedroom..

V: Okay..?

R: And Kellin and Brendon were having sex..
*read*

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"He's just left me on read." Ryan sighed.
"This is gonna be hard news for him." Frank looked to Ryan, "They were together for a long time, I mean like.. they had kids." Frank looked to the ground, disappointed.
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|Vicky Mouse🐭 |

V: Don't lie to me about these kinds of things Ryan. I just called Kellin and he said he was out on a run. This isn't funny.

R: I didn't lie.

V: I trust Kellin.
V: Just because you want to get with me doesn't mean you get to lie about my relationship.

R: Please believe me.
*read*

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"He thinks I'm lying." Ryan muttered, tears forming in his eyes, "I don't know what to do." He looked to Frank.
"Well.. he'll find out eventually, and realise you were right." He shrugged.
The two of them continued to walk down the street, towards Franks house.
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