"nerd" sinclair brothers x F reader

~perhaps.. a way out?~

You tossed and turned in the bed that felt like it was made of rock, you presumed you wouldn't get any sleep which you didn't mind, you could sleep on the couch in the morning. You sqeezed your eyes right and imagined someone, anyone coming to get you; the burn on your arm was almost healed, who knew what they would do to you once it had complete gone away.

You didn't know where your parents had gone, or if they were worried or if you would make it out of this house alive. You were scared. You knew the men of this house were being nice to you for a short time period, but who was to say they would keep this up when your burn healed...?

Just then a Loud ringing sound filled the house, grumbles from the men who had just woken up. You, in sweatpants you borrowed from Lester and your sweater, you head down stairs. Eyes bored into the phone which woke everyone up. Bo took the initiative and picked up the phone putting it to his ear.

"Why the hell are you calling this number, it's three in the goddamn morning." He rubbed his eyes as he said that, then his face became more concerned.

(BO'S POV: first person for him)

"Why the hell are you calling this number, its three in the goddamn morning." I rubbed my eyes.

"Ambrose is a pretty empty town right, funny how your house is the only full one." A horse laugh made from a voice changer made its way into my ears. What the hell..?

"The fu- no no, humor me, where do we live" my face turned pale as the person listed my address. I walked over to the door and locked it.

"Lester get your knife ready." I said to my brother, and watched as y/n was looking half concerned and half amused all in one confusing emotion.

"Awh, now we're locked in together...." The voice laughed again, and then the lights turned out. We all scrambled to find each other. This was until we heard a blood curdling scream from y/n

"UNHAND ME YOU ASSHOLE-"