Ryan's Bed

I crawled into Ryan Jensen's bed that first night by accident.   I barely knew him. I thought it was his sister's bed - her room. It took seconds to realize my error, and I should've left...   I didn't.   I didn't jump out.   I didn't get embarrassed.   I relaxed.   And that night, in that moment, it was the only thing I craved.   I asked to stay. He let me, and I slept.   The truth? I never wanted to leave his bed. If I could've stayed forever, I would have.   He became my sanctuary.   Because - four hours earlier - my twin sister killed herself.