Escape // A Larvis fanfiction

Chapter four.

Me, Larry, and Sal have now reached the inside of their apartment. I'm still soaking wet, but the fact there's an elevator made us get to his apartment really quick. Not to mention, they had an umbrella keeping them dry and if it weren't for them letting me under theirs i'd be even more wet than i am now. I got a little suspicious when i noticed we were going to the level where apartments usually had their basements. Not going to lie, i was a kinda freaked out until i got an explanation for it.

"W-Why the hell are we going to the basement?"

The two boys standing next to me laugh a little at the realization that the sound of it is a little suspicious.

"Oh! I forgot to mention, Larry's mom is a janitor here, so they get to live in the basement rent free."

"You didn't have to tell him everything."

The two boys fake argue a little and i shrug, even if they did plan on doing something "bad" i probably already wanted it in the first place so they would just be helping me no matter what they did. Eventually, we enter the basement and i follow the boys into Larry's room. Sal tells me to stay in one spot and they rush off to another room. I hear a little giggling obviously from Sal and talking but i brush it off as nothing. When they return, they're holding multiple different items. Larry's holding towels and what looks like bath supplies, and Sal is holding similar things, but only stuff that are usually used after showers like hair dryers and stuff.

"Go take a shower and come back out. Me and Sal want to have a talk with you."

I roll my eyes and nod my head, looking at his finger which is pointed in what i'm assuming is the direction of the bathroom. I can't help but be nervous by those words.

"Fine. You guys better not be planning anything fucked up."

It isn't long before i have completed what the boys have asked, due to the fact i was unintentionally trying to rush myself in order to find out what they wanted to talk about. With that being said, after i get dressed in what i'm assuming are Larry's spare clothes and dry my blonde hair, i head back into the bedroom.

His greyish-brown Sanity's fall shirt matches his own but is a little big on me. Though, his jeans are a little tight around the ass and thighs honestly. No one commented anything when i entered the room for a few minutes. But, when that silence was broken it was almost like a burden taken off my shoulders.

"Come sit over here Trav, it'll be hard to process all this and you seem like the type to pass out in situations like these."

I was already sitting down as he said that, and honestly he was right. Though, just as he said that, one word in particular caught my attention. "Trav." Yes, it was my name, but that wasn't just my name. It was a nickname he'd just now given me. Sal was the first person to ever think of us as close enough friends to give me a nickname of my own, so honestly i couldn't help but smile a little.

"What is it."

I'm a little worried about what they might ask about or what might happen if i reply in certain ways, but the sympathetic look on Larry's face that's hidden by his fake anger towards me makes me feel a bit better about it. Maybe for once it isn't my fault.

"We need to have a talk about what happens to you at home.."