Child • Jøshler

chapter førty five

Trigger warning: choking, murder

"I told you I smelt perfume! I told you, haha!" Brendon screeched enthusiastically, grinning his widest at the tall figure in front of the door, behind the boys' backs.

Ryan smirked at the happy boy.

"Ryan?" Patrick laughed at his own words, not believing his eyes.

Ryan cleared his throat, looking over the boys' shoulders and speaking to the men "There's two ways we can do this. You let them go and forget they exist. Or you die and they walk home with one hell of a story"

Brendon squealed at the sound of Ryan's voice; he spoke to the rest of the boys "It's him, guys, it's really him!"

"And who are you?" Mr Corey asked, not understanding how this boy entered the room without making any sound.

Ryan smirked again "I can be a fairytale, but tonight - I am your worst nightmare"

Mr Corey laughed "You? You're just a boy, you don't know what you're getting yourself into"

"We'll see about that" Ryan whispered, but the sound of his voice managed to reach everyone's ears.

Suddenly, choking sounds were heard, followed by the sounds of bodies falling to the ground. The boys turned their heads toward the sounds alongside Mr Corey. The boys laughed victoriously as Mr Corey cursed through his gritted teeth.

All of Mr Corey's men had thick lianas around their necks. The plants held them so tightly, all the way until they were dead. Mr Corey was completely alone now. The lianas climbed up and over the door, closing it up so no one can enter nor exit the room.

"Free my friends" Ryan ordered, nodding at the boys.

"Y- You did that?" Mr Corey asked, pointing shaking fingers at his deceased helpers.

"No, Aladdin did it" Ryan snorted, crossing his arms on his chest "Of freaking course I did it"

"Ha, plant child..." Mr Corey mumbled, looking at the ground. Ryan cleared his throat to remind Mr Corey of the order he gave. At the sound of that, Mr Corey rose his head and stared straight into Ryan's eyes. Nobody said a word for a few tensed seconds; the tension made them seem like minutes.

Ryan was getting bored "If you free them now, I'll let you walk away. If you don't, you die. It's simple"

"Everything is fifty fifty for you, boy?" Mr Corey let out an airy laugh.

Ryan nodded with a smile "I'm also a very impatient person, if you must know"

"Okay, okay" Mr Corey rose his hands, walking backwards slowly "Stay calm, I'm getting the keys"

Ryan nodded.

The boys didn't know what to do with themselves, what to think. They all knew Ryan was dead. But here he was, standing tall behind their backs. Talking. Breathing the same air that they're breathing. He was here. He was real.