Andrew signed us all out early because I literally almost died, so let's just say none of us were ready to be separated. They were hovering over me like I could break at any moment. I liked the extra attention since I haven't been getting my daily dose of my overprotective brothers. Once we are all in Andrew's truck, the tension becomes very awkward. It's like they don't know what to say next. Until Jack broke the silence with the most "Jack" sentence, I have ever heard.
"Alright, little brother, I would like to formally apologize for being a dick."
I huff out a laugh because leave it to him to make an apology funny.
Andrew shoots him a glare in the rearview mirror.
"What Jack was trying to say was, we are so so sorry. We should always put you first, and I think we kind of forgot that for a minute," Andrew says, making eye contact with me in the mirror.
"Yeah, little one, we are all sorry, and we love you to the moon," Ryan says, tightening the hold he has on my shoulders.
"It's okay. I know you guys were busy with the leeches and all," I say back.
"The what?" Andrew asks.
Oops, did I say that out loud?
"The leeches, that's what I started calling Sophie and Maddison," I say, trying to stifle a laugh.
"Leave it to you, Denver," Andrew says while laughing lightly.
"What about Brooklyn?" Jack asks
"I like her. She gave me candy," I say back to him.
Jack laughs and rubs it into the other two that he can find better girlfriends. We make it home pretty quickly because Drew was maybe breaking the speed limit a little bit.
"Alright, buddy, when we get in the house, go change into some comfy clothes, and then we'll talk," Andrew says while he fumbles with his keys trying to get into the lock on the door. I just nod. I don't really want to talk to anyone about anything right now, but when Drew wants to talk, he wants to talk. One we make it inside, I go to my room and slip on a hoodie and sweatpants. I take my time walking down the stairs to put off the conversation as long as possible. My slow walking didn't really work because before I know it, I make it down the stairs. They are all sitting on various seats in the living room. I pick a seat by Andrew because I know that's where he will tell me to sit anyway.
"Okay, Denver, to start off, I want to apologize again for making you feel like the girls were more important," Andrew says with his "Dad voice" in full force.
"It's all good. I forgive you," I reply, trying to speed this up. I truly forgive them, so why do I have to sit here for the next twenty minutes.
"No, it's not all good. We made you feel like we didn't love you," Andrew says sternly.
"And I know I said this at the school, but I don't want those words to ever leave your mouth ever again. We would care if you were gone, you are our world. I would be lost without you. Do I make myself clear?" Andrew says in full-on Dad mode.
"Yes," I say softly
He seems satisfied with my response, so he moves on with the conversation.
"What do you mean they threatened you," Andrew asks in a softer voice
" I mean, they told me that they were going to use you guys and that if I breathed a word about it to anyone, they would make sure I regretted it," I say.
The boys just look at each other for a minute.
"Why did they tell you their plan?" Ryan asks
"They wanted me out of their way, but it's not like I was really in the way at that moment in time" they wince a little bit at that.
"We will figure that out later, next is the fact that someone legitimately tried to kill you. Who would ever force you to eat something you were allergic to and bruise your mouth?" Andrew asks his voice raising with each word.
I just shrug my shoulders. I can still feel Finn on top of me, squeezing my mouth.
"Denver, you have to talk to us," Ryan pleads.
"What's done is done, and I really don't want to talk about this," I say, hoping they will drop it because I can already feel another panic attack coming on just thinking about it.
"Well, you're going to eventually," Andrew says sternly, only letting me get out of talking now because he can sense my panic.
I nod my head
"Well, Ryan and I are going to go break up with them. Jack, you're in charge," Andrew says and pointed to Jack.
He then points his finger at me and says, "Denver listen to your brother. We will be back in like ten minutes."
He orders us like we've never been in the house together before. We both nod and watch them walk out the door. We sit there a minute until Jack starts talking.
"I'm sorry, I should have known you were hurting. I knew something was up with you. Sorry, I ignored the feeling."
"How would you have known?" I ask, confused.
"I'm your brother, do you expect me to not notice your behavior change?" He asks me
"Well, I don't know. The other two didn't seem to notice," I say, looking at the floor.
" I know I'm the least Dad like out of the other two, but you know you can always come to me, right?" Jack asks with genuine concern in his eyes.
"Yeah, of course," I answer with no hesitation.
Sure he is the least protective of the bunch, but I still trust him with my life. There's no doubt about that.
"Then, why didn't you?" Jack asks, looking upset.
"Honestly, I have no idea," I say back.
It's the truth. I have no fucking idea why I didn't think to tell Jack. Sometimes I'm so stupid.
"Well, next time you feel bad about something, tell me. Especially tell me if someone threatens you because I'll beat the shit out of them," Jack says, smirking.
There's the Jack we all know and love.
"But seriously was it Finn?" Jack asks
My eyes go wide. How in the hell does he know? He just sits there, smirking at my reaction.
"How'd you figure it out?" I ask, not even trying to lie. He would just see through it if I tried.
"is there anyone else that would try to kill you," Jack asks dryly
"touché," I say
"How'd he do it?" He asks
"Jack, please," I say in a whine, dragging out the "e."
"No Denver. Tell me how he did it," Jack says sternly. I never thought I'd ever hear Jack say something in a "Dad voice," but here we are. Honestly, it's kind of scaring me.
I don't answer.
"Denver Blake one, two, three.." Jack surprisingly starts counting, something the boys do as a warning when I about to get in trouble.
I cut him off a three, not wanting to know what he will do at five.
"He grabbed me at the lockers and shoved me into the janitor's closet. He then straddled my wait, pried my mouth open with one hand, and shoved the candy in with the other," I say in a low voice, not looking up from the floor.
"He straddled you," Jack asks, obviously pissed.
Okay, that's the one thing you take from that? I think the death candy is the key detail here.
"Yeah, but not like that. He had to hold me down somehow, and since it was just him, he had to," I say almost defending Finn, which I have no idea why I'm doing that.
"Still, I don't like the word straddle anywhere near my baby brother," Jack says, still pissed.
The door opens and reviles Ryan and Andrew. Thank the lord, they interrupted our conversation.
"What movie do you want to watch little one," Ryan asks, taking his jacket off.
"Elf, I guess," I say, looking at Jack, who is not as happy about the interruption as I am.
"Elf it is," Ryan says, grabbing the remote and sits beside me on the couch, cuddling me into his side.
Things are finally back to normal. We are all cuddling on the couch and watching movies. I have really missed these boys.
A/N~ Hello lovelies I hope you all enjoy this chapter! And as always requests are welcome, and the new character will be introduced in the next chapter! Until next timeð
Edited A/N~ I realize now that this chapter is mostly dialogue, so I apologize!