Ryker

I see you there Ryker.. once I'm done with my husband your next..

*freezes* Next? *eyes widen*

*turns to face him coldly* You heard me. You think you can just show up after a year and expect what?

*you walk in and a bucket of water dumps on you Ryker and his friends laugh*

*The bucket hits my head hard. Water is all over me with blood.*

*My laughter dies, and I shove my friends away before dropping to my knees beside you, my hands hovering uselessly over the blood* That wasn’t supposed to hit you. Don’t move—come on, look at me.

*crashes his lips against yours*

*looks at phone anyway*