Trapped

Freedom *Chapter 2*

I smile when we get outside and start walking towards the car. I could hear birds singing and dogs barking in the distance. "Three years," I mumble.

"Three years!? That's how long you were in there!?" Ryan exclaims.

"What? Oh no," I say. The boys sigh in relief. "I was in there since I was eight." Shane looks at me.

"And how old are you right now?" Shane asks.

"Thirty-one," I say.

"Any family?" Ryan asks.

"No. Both my parents were the only children in their family, I was an only child, and I was put in an orphanage. I was then kidnapped. By a man named Arthur Watts," I say.

"Miss," Ryan says, "He was arrested three weeks ago. And executed." I look up at him in shock.

"Really?" I ask.

"Yes," Shane says.

"Oh, but where will I stay?" I ask getting in the car.

"With one of us," Shane says.

"Shane, I have a dog and my girlfriend lives with me. As much as I'd love to have...Um... What's your name?" Ryan asks.

"Riley," I reply.

"Riley, I can't. I'm sorry," Ryan finishes.

"That's alright. She can stay with me. I-if that's alright with you?" Shane says. I cock an eyebrow at him. "I only have a cat."

"Deal," I say. The boys laugh and we make our way to a hotel. I smile, knowing that I'm free.

Once at the hotel, Ryan went to go buy me clothes while I took a shower. "I'll be right out here if you need anything," Shane says. I nod and go into the bathroom.

"Good thing I know all about the technology today thanks to Arthur. One good thing came out of him," I mumble to myself getting in the shower.
About five minutes later, there's a knock on the bathroom door. I peek out from behind the curtain. "Come in!" I call. 

"Hey, it's just me," Shane says, "Here are some clothes. Ryan got them. We hope they fit." I chuckle.

"Thank you. And they should," I say. Shane leaves the bathroom so I turn the shower off and get dressed. I look down to see that Ryan got me a pair of black jeans, and a dark red shirt. Ryan had also bought me a bra and a pair of underwear. I walk out of the bathroom after changing and finding one of the hotel combs.

I walk out into the room to see Shane and Ryan watching TV. I roll my eyes and walk over to the window. "Does everything fit alright?" Ryan asks.

"Yeah," I say, "It fits perfectly."

"Um, well. What about your, um, you know," Ryan says stuttering. Shane and I laugh a little.

"Ryan, everything fits fine," I say chuckling. Ryan nods and continues watching TV. Shane and I make eye contact and keep it. Something sparks inside of me. I blink and he does as well. He moves over on his bed and pats the spot next to him. 

"Come on, sit next to me. Watch some TV," Shane says. I smile and walk over to the side of the bed. I sit down on the edge and sit up instantly. Both boys look at me in concern.

"Is something wrong?" Ryan asks.

"I haven't sat on a bed this soft in ages," I say. The boys slightly chuckle and shake their heads.

"You should feel the mattresses at my house then," Shane says chuckling, "They're much softer than these."

"Really?" I ask.

"Why, yes. Of course! These are extremely uncomfortable!" Ryan exclaims.

"These are not uncomfortable. You should try sleeping on a piece of cardboard on a cement floor," I say sinking into the bed. Shane pats my head and sighs.

"I feel bad for you," he says. I smile sadly and lean onto his shoulder. He tenses for a second, but relaxes and puts his arm over my shoulder.

"Thank you," I whisper.

"For what?" Shane asks.

"What?" Ryan says looking over at us.

"Thank you. For getting me out of there," I say.

"Well, we couldn't just leave you there," Ryan says.

"Yeah. It'd be rude," Shane says. Ryan and I chuckle and shake our heads. We turn our attention back to the TV and relax. Sooner or later, I doze off.

OK WELP. This is happening. I'm hoping to keep this story going for a long time. And you guys are lucky this happened BECAUSE for some reason, this chapter deleted itself from existence and I was lucky enough to be able to get it back. So here ya go. I was going to wait until later to post this, but I didn't want it to yeet itself from existence again. so here we are, hope you enjoyed! Until next time, keep on Rock 'n Rollin Buckaroos.