When Kage and Ryan had reached the showers, Ryan almost fell face first into the first bathroom he could find, eager to clean himself off. "Let's just take this time to relieve our stress and when we're finished we can talk about our day." Ryan turned and shut the door. He turned on the faucet, allowing the water to heat up. He stripped himself of his clothes before staring into the mirror.
Look at you, you pathetic loser. You don't deserve him. You don't deserve anyone. You should have jumped while you had the chance. Ryan's face froze in a shocked position. It. Was. Back.
No, don't come back into my head again, I expelled you years ago, this is not the time. This voice was that of Ryan's grandfather. A senile old man, he was. Homophobic at best, and incredibly harsh. He was always opposed to his son marrying another man. So he made it his duty to hate his grandchildren more than he hated his son-in-law. When his fathers had left to go on a date, or left them alone for any reason, they called his grandfather to watch them, completely unaware of his hatred for Ryan and Lexis. When it was just the three of them, he would sit there, admonishing them for their tiniest mistakes and screaming insults at them. The children cried. The pain however, was worse later in life, as the incidents had scarred the two. Whenever the two were down, his words appeared in their heads, making them feel worse.
Don't try to get rid of me just yet. I still haven't finished what I have to say. His voice teased Ryan.
No, no no, they said cold water worked right. Ryan hustled over to the shower and turned the faucet to allow for cold water to run out. Ryan threw himself into the shower, curling himself into a ball under the icy water.
Trying to get rid of me already? How rude of you. You know it's awful to just throw people aside like they're nothing. Just like you'd done to that girl. You pathetic little bastard. But that's all for now. Feel free to keep that shower cold, even though I think I've had enough teasing for today.
Tears were coming down Ryan's face again. Disobeying his grandfather's words, he turned the faucet to allow for warm water to run out. Ryan rushed through the shower, wanting to just not have to deal with anything anymore. He toweled himself off, wrapped the towel around his waist so that it extended over his lower body, picked up his clothes, and opened the door to the bathroom, a blank look on his face.