"HEY ITS RINGING!!" my sister shouts.
"Really? Oh my god-"
"Should I answer it?"
"WELL FUCK YEAH ANSWER IT!"
"alright alright..."
My sister answers my phone.
"ROGER!! ROGER!! HELLO? ARE YOU OK? OH IVE B-BEEN SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!!" I hear Brian through the phone.
I try and stick my head through the doggie door just to see if Brian might hear me. "BRI! HELP! GET OVER HERE! HELP ME!" I yell, probably loud enough so that Brian would hear.
My sister and brother seem to be getting a kick out of this as they are laughing their fucking asses off at me.
"WH- WHO IS THIS? WHERES R-ROGER??" I hear Brian's voice. "BRIAN I'M RIGHT HERE HELP ME! THEY LOCKED ME IN THE FUCKING CELLAR!!"
My dad walks up to the door. I can tell it's him because I can feel the floor sink ever so slightly as he walks.
"shut up or I'll never let you out again. Hear me?" He says.
And as I was told, I shut up.
I don't want to die of hypothermia in here... Though I might.
"Roger can't come to the phone right now he's busy."
"I JUST HEARD HIM!! W- WHERE IS HE? HE S-SOUNDS LIKE HE N-NEEDS HELP! WHAT D-DID YOU DO TO HIM?" I hear Brian.
I know if I say anything, my dad will come in and beat me again. And I don't want that.
"Don't worry! we didn't do anything. He's fine. I think that might've been the TV you were hearing." My sister tells Brian. "Umm w-where do you live?" Brian asks.
My sister then hangs up the phone and then starts laughing hysterically.
Brian fucking help me
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FanfictionCONTENT WARNING - Self-harm - S**cide - Emetophobia - Violence - Queer-targeted bullying Brian and Roger are both new students at a high school in 2019. they have a hard time fitting in, and are often mocked and beaten up for being gay. also, there'...
