Ryan Hunter||Disgusted By His Ways||One Shot

The phone rang, waking Ryan from his nap. He picked it up and pressed "talk". His best friend's voice immediately filled his ears.
"Ryan, can I come over?" Darla asked.
"Uh, sure," he replied.
"I'll see you in five minutes then," she told him.
"Alright." Ryan said before hanging up.
For a couple of minutes, Ryan contemplated going back to sleep but eventually decided that it would be pointless. Darla would be here any minute. He went to the kitchen to grab a cold piece of pizza and then returned to the living room. Before he could sit down, the doorbell rang.
When he opened the door and saw Darla standing there, he couldn't help but whisper "Oh my god." to himself. She looked horrible. A small cut adorned her cheek, she was sporting a black eye and her eyeliner was running down her face due to the fact that she was crying.
"Aww, hon," Ryan said as he wrapped her in a hug "What happened?" he asked. He was afraid that he already knew the answer, though.
"L-L-L-Luke and I got into a f-f-fight." she sobbed into his shoulder. She was beginning to hyperventilate.
He was right. Luke was Darla's abusive boyfriend. The two had been dating for over a year and during that period of time, Darla had received seven black eyes, countless cuts and a broken wrist. When Ryan had first discovered that his best friend was being abused, he told her to leave him. She had not listened and all that Ryan could now do was comfort her in situations like this.
"Would you like some ice for your eye, Darla?" he asked her once she had stopped crying.
She nodded silently.
Darla followed him to the kitchen where he out a few ice cubes into a zip-lock bag for her. She took it from him and gingerly put it over her eye. It was cold, but she kept it in its place. Ryan grabbed her hand and they went back to the living room where he set her down on the couch.
"I'm going to go get some antiseptic and a band-aid for that cut." he told her "I want you to stay here."
"Can I have a pink band-aid?" Darla asked sweetly.
"Of course." Ryan replied. There was no way that he could say no to her.
"Thanks." She said before giving him a sugary sweet smile.
How could Luke be so evil to her? Ryan asked himself as he climbed the stairs. Darla deserved so much better than him. Luke was a selfish pig who treated the most wonderful girl in the world like a piece of shit. If Darla wasn't going to take care of the situation, Ryan was going to do it for her. He was tired of his best friend being treated this way.
Ryan grabbed the antiseptic, a cotton ball and a pink band-aid (he had a box of them for times like this). He went back downstairs and found that Darla was still sitting on the couch.
"Now this is going to hurt a little bit." Ryan told Darla as he wet the cotton ball with antiseptic. He rubbed it over her cut and she winced slightly. A band-aid was placed over the cut and Ryan gently kissed it. "That's to make it better." He said with a smile.
"Thanks, Ryan." Darla said quietly.
Ryan took a seat next to her on the couch and grabbed her hand. "Why do you let him do this to you, Darla?" he asked.
"He doesn't mean to do it." she replied "He just has an anger management problem. It's nothing."
"Constantly getting abused isn't nothing, hon." he told her "It's wrong and you need to get away from him."
"You don't understand, Ry. I love him." she said "Can we, like, do something else?"
Ryan decided to let the whole Luke thing drop. He didn't want to upset Darla any more. "We could go get ice cream." he suggested "My treat."
"Alright," Darla said with a smile "I'm gonna need some sunglasses though."
He picked up a pair off of the coffee table and handed them to her. She slid them on and said "Let's get going."
The whole ice cream trip was like a blur for Ryan. Sure, his body was there, but his mind wasn't. He was busy planning out what he was going to do to Luke. When he was done with him, he'd never bother anyone again. As soon as Darla dropped him off at his house, he went upstairs to grab the suitcase that he kept under his bed. He took it out to his car and drove to Luke's house.
He quietly snuck into the house and made his way to Luke's bedroom with his suitcase. Once Ryan was in the bedroom he turned the light on and Luke woke up.
"What're you doing here, Hunter?" he asked viciously. They had never been friends.
"I'm going to do what Darla should do." Ryan said, opening his suitcase and pulling out what was inside of it.
"Holy shit!" Luke yelled "That's a fucking gnu!"
Ryan shot him in the leg. He screamed out in pain.
A bullet in his arm produced another scream.
Another bullet in his stomach produced a louder scream.
"You really didn't think that you were gonna get away with hurting Darla, did you?" Ryan asked.
Before Luke could answer, Ryan shot him in the head.
There were no screams this time.
Only silence.
"Oh my god, Ryan." a quiet voice said "What did you do?"
"I did this for you." Ryan told Darla "He won't hurt you anymore."

I want blacks and blues....
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