Good Life Gone Bad (An R5 Fanfic)

Chapter 32-

Chapter  32

Rocky slowly walks out of the room with his younger brother in his arm’s and his youngest brother by his side.

"Guys, i know we have probably all been dreading this moment but today i have to make some plans for mom and dads funeral, and after i make some calls for that we are going to go through mom and dads stuff and sort things out. I think doing it closer to their d-death will be better than waiting a long time” Riker explains to Rydel and Ratliff and Curt who are  sitting in the living room listening to him.

“Are you guys ready for it” Riker ask’s standing and walking towards them.

The 3 boys look at each other teary eyed and then nod hesitantly.

*3 hours later 2:00pm*

The siblings and their 2 friends stand outside of Mark and Stormie’s old bedroom, they are all holding their breath.

“I don't want to do this” Ryland whispers burying his head in Rocky’s chest.

“we have to Ry, I'm sorry but we have to” Riker whispers.

Rocky slings his arm around his brothers shoulder and Rydel slowly opens the door. A tear rolls down her cheek as they see all of their parents things. Its almost as if they never left and that they were still living with the children.

“H-how about clothes first” Riker says, his voice quiet and shaky.

Curt, Rocky and Ratliff walk into their parents closet and slowly remove all the clothes and place them on the floor. Stormie’s on the left, Mark’s on the right. They all sit down in front of all the clothes and sigh.

“ What if we let Delly do moms clothes with Ross and Ellington and then the rest of us can do dad’s” Riker explains.

Not even 5 minutes into it, Rydel is in tears.

“Its so hard, t-there are j-just s-so many m-moments and these c-clothes jus-just bring back everything”

Ross rubs his sisters back and then Rydel calms down.

“i r-remember when you and Ryland were asleep on mom you were only like 2 and 3 and mom had this huge yellow sweater over both of you.” Rydel whispers to Ross as he wipes her tears from her face.

Ross grabs the sweater and holds it up to his chest, he leans against Ratliff and closes his eyes, when he opens them they are watery and red. 

“m-mom” Ross whimpers, about to say something but not being able to.

Ratliff rubs Ross’ back and whispers into his ear.

“You don't have to do this if you can’t" 

“I-I will. k-keep going” He whispers almost to himself and not Ellington.

He scoots over to Rydel who takes the sweater from him. 

“No!” Ross shrieks

“shh. be quiet. I'm not putting it in that pile. i was gonna do this” Rydel says whilst placing her finger on her brothers lips.

Rydel slips the sweater over Ross’ head and helps him put it on, he smiles at his sister. 

*20 minutes later*

Ratliff, Curt and Rocky had gone to get the group some lunch from chipotle The two eldest Lynch children finish the rest of the clothes that their younger siblings just couldn’t. Ryland and Ross are on their parents bed going through their fathers many CD’s, Ross who never had a great relationship with his father found it easy to get rid of most of his Father’s belongings, but Ryland was having trouble, being the youngest his dad was always looking out for him and spending time with him. It was hard to let go.

“Gone.Gone.Gone.Gone.Gone” Ross whispers placing a majority of the CD’s into a plastic garbage bag.

“Riker, we’re done” Ross says looking at his brother.

Riker walks to his two youngest brothers and hugs them, he rubs their back.

“You two are doing really well today” He whispers

“what can we do know?” Ryland asks.

“ummm Ross you can go through drawers under mom & dad’s bed and Ryland can you help up carry everything we’re getting rid of outside” Riker exclaims.

Ryland follows his brother to the clothes and they grab the bags and walk outside. 

Ross crutches over to the drawers and opens his dad’s first. The second youngest bites his lip knowing what would be inside and the horrid memories it would bring to his head.He slowly opens the drawers to reveal a leather belt, a thick bloodstained book and one of his own drumsticks all of which Mark used to hit Ross with. He shudders and continues looking at the items.. A piece of rope that was used to tie the young boy for hours and hours and last the gun that was used to threaten the boy to keep his mouth shut about the horrible things Mark did to his son.

The youngest blonde starts to shake and choke on tears, he feels his oldest two siblings walk up to him and gasp.

“R-Ross what are these?” Rydel asks shocked.

The question causes more tears to flow down the boys small cheeks.

“No Ross h-he didn't did he” Riker whispers sitting down next to his younger brother.

“Everyday for five years, a-and i n-never found out w-why”