The Three Bros

[39] Time

Ryder's POV

Molly's hands then tighten on my arms, indicating that she didn't fall asleep. She hasn't really moved in a while, so I thought she'd slept.

Guess not.

I can't believe those fuckards locked us in there. I'm not saying I didn't like the fact that Molly found comfort with me here, but its the fact that she's a baby and still afraid of the dark, and I'm the only one here.

They're so gonna get it when I get out of here.

"Ryder?" Her voice was silent, calming in fact.

"Yeah?"

"Are we gonna get out of here soon?"

It was like talking to a kid, who just realized Santa wasn't real. It was hard to be reassuring.

I sigh, "I don't know, Molls."

Her disbelief was starting to make me believe that we'll get out of here after a lot of hours.

It seemed like it was just been thirty minutes, but it felt like hours.

They better come soon. I can't take it anymore.

You'd think we'd kiss and make up, but the real world sucks.

"Ahhhh!" Molly shouts at the top of her lungs.

Blaire's POV

"Should we let them out now?"

"Myles, you've asked every ten minutes," I point out. "Its only been fifty minutes. We agreed on an hour."

"I just can't help but think this idea was a bad one," he frowns.

"I agree with Myles," Bia smiles, pecking Myles' cheek.

"That's because you agree with everything he says," Ian retorts.

"Hey! We have Ryder locked up in an elevator. The least you could do is not argue with me! I only have a few minutes left," she glares. "So please, don't take his place."

"Whatever you say Bia," he winks.

Myles checks his phone one last time. "Its time!"

"No its not, we still have four minutes in my time," I argue, seeing the time on my phone.

"Who said we'd go with your time?" Myles counters.

"Who said we'd go with yours?" I retort.

"Let's go with my time," Ian buts in. "Its an hour now."

"Fine," Myles and I huff.

"I've gotta say," Bia says as we walk towards the elevator, "its been quiet during this hour."

"Its never quiet with you, Bia," Ian laughs.

"Stop taking Ryder's place!"

"Guys," I say to the elevator, "We're back!"

I hear shuffling inside, Molly's screaming too.

"What's going on?!" Myles panics.

"Cockroach!" Molly shouts, "I think! Its dark but I felt something. Twice!"

"I knew this wasn't pest free!" Bia celebrates. I didn't even complain, understanding that she was always bad timing.

"Ahhh!" Molly shouts again. "Its on me! Ahhh!"

"Its probably nothing--- shit something's really here!" It was Ryder this time.

"See? I told--- Ahhh! I heard it fly that way!" Molly shouts.

"Myles," Ian calls his attention. "Fix the wires!"

Myles nods, screwing open the bolts and pulling out the flat square thing where the elevator buttons were.

"Ryder!" Molly screams. "Kill it!"

"Got it," Myles says, screwing it back in place.

"You're so awesome," Bia bats her lashes, making Myles blush that typical Myles blush.

I still found that cute, but don't tell Bia, she'd have my head.

The elevator dings, the doors opening and Molly running out. Ryder soon follows, laughing, and soon followed by a cockroach!

Molly, Bia, and I shout, clinging to the closest boy, (though Bia ran all the way to Myles).

"Relax," Ian gently removes Molly's arms from around him. "Now, brothers, who kills it first wins."

Then the three bros started running after the insect, pushing each other away to see who could kill it first.

"Goodness!" I hear Aunt Stacy running from behind us. The three of us turn around to face her. "What in the world is going on?"

"Well," Bia smirks, probably ready to tell her off on that insect free promise, "you see---"

Bianca didn't get to finish her sentence because Aunt Stacy screams, running the other direction when the cockroach runs her way, the three brothers running right after it.

"Kill it, nephews!" She orders.

"Go Myles!" Bia cheers.

Molly places a hand on Bia's shoulder, "I'm surprised you didn't come up with a cheer."

"You're right! I should!"

"That's not what I---"

"I got it!" Bia interrupts her, starting to move her arms and legs like cheerleaders do. "Go Myles! Go Myles! Have no fear! That bullshit cockroach ain't no big deal! Since you've already eaten and had a great meal! Go Myles! Go... Myles," she finishes by jumping into the air.

"That was..." Molly makes a face, "last minute thinking."

"I know right?"'

"Dammit!" Ian groans. "You only won because Bia gave you shitty encouragement!"

"Hey!"

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First of all, sorry for the filler, expect an update soon. I was gonna make this chap longer, but it would end up too long.

Bad/Good news (up to your POV): THE NEXT CHAP IS SO NOT GONNA BE THE LAST. I'M NOT READY TO LET THIS GO!

this is the farthest I've gone in a book, so letting it go will start making things personal.

So maybe... the last chap will be 45?

Yeah maybe.