Ryker was quiet for a moment, as if trying to think of her questions. After a long moment he heaved a heavy sigh. "Actually. More then you may think, I've spent years and lots of thearpy to come to terms with my blindness. It wasn't easy." He admitted softly. He carefully placed his wine glass down on the table next to the hammock as he sighed softly.
"The first time I remember feeling dread that I was blind, was a month after my dad adopted me, when i was about six, three years after my mom blinded me. My dad had me and my older brother Oliver in bed with him, we all had a pretty bad daythe day before, so dad wanted to make sure we got to start our day with love." He replied smiling softly at the memory.
"Dad had me between both, he and Ollie that way I wouldn't of rolled off the bed, hurt myself. Ollie was teasing me, telling me that when I got to highschool, I would totally be a ladies man like he was, and all the pretty girls would swoon for me. I was only six, I told him he was wrong and refused to believe otherwise. I mean, I was never told I was handsome or cute. I was only called horrific things, and I believed I was ugly, no one wanted a defected kid. " He said with a sad smile, he couldn't help but place a few finger tips on his scar and smile.
"Dad had suddenly sat up and had me facing him, and with the sternezt of voice I have ever hears he said "Ryker Issac Martian, I never want to hear you say that again, do you understand. You are not ugly, you are so handsome. Your scars do not make you ugly they make you stronger." He smiled as he looked a bit chocked up. "And he made sure I never forgot, when I got into school, I didn't have friends, all the kids made fun of me, I even had a kid push me down the stairs a few times. There I felt alone, like I dont belong , but when I was home, I was Ryry, the blind annoying little brother who mapped out the house quickly and won every game of hide and seek ." He chuckled with a smile, he gently moved slight