Chapter 134: Peas in a pod

"Who's going to tell her?" "You." "Pass. You do it." "What's she even doing in there?" "Math. She probably finds it therapeutic." Their voices drifted loudly through my bedroom door. I put my pencil down on graph paper and rolled my eyes at the sounds. They were not subtle. And not wrong. I was doing math. I swiveled round in my chair and said, "I can hear you." The doorknob twisted and three teenage boys squeezed sheepishly through the door: My handsome boyfriend, his musician brother and sweet best friend. A trio with strong distraction capabilities. "What do none of you want to tell me?" I asked them, waiting patiently. As I waited oh so patiently, I questioned what's become of my life? My family have disappeared, and three handsome, impulsive boys were acting as their replacements. Before last year, the only man to enter my room was my dad... and that memory was dust