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Carly screamed, kicking and punching as the man pulled her out of the church. He was not the same man as the one who had taken Wade but was the man from the gas station.

"LET ME GO! LET GO!" She screamed. She managed a good blow to his jaw and he released her. She bolted away from him and ran further into the streets but tripped and landed inside a small garden, within moments the abusive man was on top of her and grabbing at her once more.

All Carly could do was slap at the man's chest and shoulders, futile attempts compared to his powerful blows and strong grip. He pulled her to her feet and dragged her back into the gas station across the street.

She stumbled around next to him as he turned on his radio, blaring scream-o music. She wanted to cover her ears to shelter her from the loud noise but couldn't. The music seemed to shake the entire station with its base, it added a horrifying twist to her impending doom, she felt that her life was now over and it terrified her.

He slammed her into a chair that reminded her of one that was normally in a dentist office and she screamed, flailing her arms and legs to try and prevent him from tying her down.

"No! Let me go! WADE!" She screamed, she knew deep down that he wasn't able to come to her rescue but she screamed none the less. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" She screamed.

To her dismay he managed to tie her wrists down with the leather straps, reinforcing them with duck tape.

When he moved down to her legs to tie them down as well she kicked out, catching him in the jaw. He stumbled backwards and she gasped when blood filled his mouth, he had bitten his tongue.

"Bitch!" He exclaimed and advanced on her once again. This time managing to hold her legs down, he wrapped her ankles in duck tape, making kicking a lame attempt to do anything.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!" Just as she had screamed those three useless words they became less useless. Her brother… her wonderful, amazing, brother and Dalton came into view on the grate above.

"Hello?" Dalton called, "Anybody here? Carly…? Wade…?"

Carly got ready to cry out again but was met with a sweaty, dirty, palm over her mouth. Making her cry for help just muffled screams. She watched helplessly as Nick seemed to lose interest in the station and start to walk away, with him her hope of escaping.

Carly felt the man behind her leave for a small second and when he came back he had something in hand. She looked up and followed him with her eyes, trying to get an idea what he was going to do.

A small glue tube was in his hand and she freaked when he grabbed her from under her chin and held her still. "No… what are you doing?"

"Sshh… it's okay… it's okay." He 'soothed' his voice and breath on her ace gave her chills all up her body.

He slowly placed the glue over her lips when she drew them into a tight line. He brought his lips up to her face, dreadfully, close and blew over them sensually. He pulled back and walked away towards the door.

Carly looked away from him and let out a strangled cry, the sound of the door shutting made her jump and looked back at the door.

He was gone.

Carly looked around and started to breath heavily, trying to find a way to get out of this mess. Her wrists hurt and she wanted to open her mouth but it was futile to try.

Slowly she began to twist her arm around to try and escape her restraints.

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Wade stared down at his left foot and squinted his eyes at it. Move! He urged himself. Just fucking move already!

He was starting to lose his mind.

Carly hadn't come back yet… something happened to her and he needed to get his immobile ass in gear if she was going to be saved. He'd be damned if what that man did to him did it to Carly.

He let out a strangled cry when nothing happened.

He was able to move his head now but that wasn't enough to save Carly. He leaned his head back against the wall and let out a frustrated sigh. He looked back at his legs and glared at his own limps. "MOVE!" He shouted and gasped when he realized he could move his tongue and speak properly.

Progress.

He grinned a little before focusing on his body once more. "C'mon Wade… Carly needs you. Move your sorry ass and save her." He told himself quietly, determined and growing angry.

He huffed when he still couldn't move his own foot but just as he was about to quit his left foot twitched. His eyes widened and he tried again, moving his foot back and forth. "That's it." He whispered.

Within just a few more minutes of working he was able to move all of his limps, slowly he pushed himself up the wall; he leaned on it heavily to keep himself upright, his legs felt like jell-o… as if he'd been on a boat for weeks and was just now stepping onto land once more.

He took a step forward but without the wall his legs buckled under him and he crumbled to the closet floor. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath.

It wasn't helping that his right foot his burning like hell fire and that his left knee was heavily bruised… or worse shattered.

He sat down on his ass and pulled himself back to the wall using his arms, doing a half ass looking 'crab walk'. Once he was sitting against the wall again he repeated the process; pushing himself up the wall and waiting till he felt strong enough to try again.

This time he was able to hold himself up, once he got to the door he held himself up a little with the door handle as he opened it.

As the door swung open with a small squeak he cringed and froze, he could have sworn that anybody in the entire town would have heard that.

But when nothing came of his loud entry back into the world he sighed and relaxed a little. He kept his right hand on the door frame and the other on the door handle, his left shoulder was hurting like crazy but he fought past it and took his first few steps out of the closet, relying heavily on the half wall that surrounding the church stage.

With each limping step he took he would move one hand in front of the other on the railing, looking much like one would if they were climbing a rope.

He made his way slowly down the stairs and into the main aisle, trying to ignore the frozen faces of once living people. He felt chills run down his spine and shivered, is that what was supposed to happen to me?

As he walked down the aisle he leaned against the pews as he walked until he got to the door.

He pushed the massive thing open and looked outside, across the street he saw Nick and Dalton… just as he was stepping outside Dalton took off, leaving Nick to walk around the gas station alone.

He stumbled down the stairs and limped as fast as his broken and recently drugged body would allow him. "Nick!" He called out desperately.

Nick turned around and faced him, "Wade? What the hell? Where's Carly?" He shouted across the street.

"I dunno… they took her!" He shouted back, he continued to go as fast as he could and sighed in relief when Nick left his place at the gas station to come see what the problem was. "What the hell happened to you?" He asked as they met halfway.

Nick put a hand on his shoulder and he cried out. "Fuck what the hell?" Nick asked in surprise at his pain.

"This is a fucking freak show. The two guys are freaks. Everything and everyone is wax." He said throught gritted teeth, waiting for the pain to subside. "And they got Carly."

Nick cursed, just then a man exited the gas station. "Holy fuck… he's the one who started this whole mess." Wade said under his breath, Nick turned around to face the man.

"Hey you guys need some help?" The man called out.

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Nick turned around to look at Wade again; gave him a look and shrugged. "Yeah we're looking for my sister. You seen her around?" He shouted across the street.

"I dunno… what's she look like?" The man asked, running a hand down the side of his face as he walked over; Nick couldn't ignore the blood that stained his teeth and the bruise on his cheek.

"Red head, short and small." He described vaguely as the man stopped in front of him.

"Yeah no. Haven't seen her since I took the two of them up to the house." He said, indicating to Wade behind him. Nick looked over his shoulder to see Wade look like he was about to pass out.

He knew he couldn't trust this man, but he figured is he 'pretended' to trust he wouldn't hurt them until they were truly vulnerable. "Wade's a little beat up. There a hospital or doctor we can go see?" he asked looking back at him.

"Not that's open right now, but I have some medical supplies up at the house… I could take a look at him for ya." He offered.

Nick clenched his teeth together but offered a small smile, "That would be great."

The man nodded and offered his hand, "Name's Bo…"

Nick took it and shook it hard, "Nick."

"This way Nick." He said as he started to turn back for the station, a truck in the driveway.

Nick turned to face Wade and frowned at how pale he was looking. "Dude." He said as he walked up to him and put his right arm over his shoulders, "What did they do to you."

Slowly they started to follow Bo when Wade spoke up. "What are we doing? This guy took Carly. And totally got me fucked…"

"Did he do this to you?"

"No… another guy… he was up at the house." He muttered and cursed when he tripped on his own feet.

Nick held him up and waited until Wade had regained some control before he continued, "Well maybe he took Carly up there, we'll find her and Dalton and get the hell out of here."

"I hope he didn't take Carly up there." Wade said and was about to continue when Carly's voice resonated from somewhere below them.

"NICK! WADE! I'm down here! Help me!" Carly screamed.

Bo spun around to face them, his eyes wide.

"FUCK!" Wade and Nick both screamed.

Nick released Wade and got in defensive stance as Bo pulled out a knife and started to charge.

Wade made a break for the door, looking for a door that would lead him to Carly.

Nick made dodges and shots at the already beat up crazy and when he got a chance he ran into the station as well. Bo tried to push the door open but Nick locked it and when he made a break for the garage door Nick retaliated and jumped on the opening door and locked it with a screw driver.

Bo growled and glared at him from the other side of the glass door before getting into his truck and leaving.

"Wade?" He called.

"Over here!" He replied.

Nick ran around the station until he found Wade standing in front of a old wooden door; he was leaning against the door jam with his shoulder, his head leaning on the wooden door frame. "It's locked." He said pathetically, he looked terrible.

Nick nodded, "Stand back." Wade stumbled away from the door and stood beside Nick as he charged it and kicked it open.

"Wade? Nick!" She called again.

Nick waited until Wade went down first before following close behind, ready to catch Wade if he lost his balance.

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Wade opened the door at the bottom of the stairs and cursed when he saw Carly. "Aw shit Carly." He mumbled as he limped up to her.

She was tied to a chair, one of her hands were loose, still strapped to the bar but she could move it around. Her lips were stained red with blood. "Wade" She whispered his name.

The way she said it made him feel on top of the world, she said it as if his name was a gift.

"Carly… did he do this to you?" He asked, thinking of Bo made him sick.

She nodded. "Yeah… where is he?"

When nobody answered for a moment she repeated it, "Where is he!"

"Gone." Nick said as he looked out the door and back upstairs, making sure nobdy was coming.

Wade started to pull off the tape and restraints around her wrists but his fingers fumbled with the buckles, his hands shaking too much.

Nick noticed he was having a difficult time with them and pulled him away gently. "Sit." He ordered the dying man. Wade protested at first but gave in quickly and sat down in a chair in the corner.

Nick made quick work of her restraints. "What did they do to Wade?" He asked her as she rubbed her wrists once they were free.

As soon as Nick had freed her legs she jumped out of the chair and fell to her knees next to Wade. "Wade? Baby…? Are you alright?" She asked, taking his left hand in both of hers gently.

Wade looked to her wearily and nodded. "Just a little drained is all." He offered a small smile that looked more like a grimance which made her wince as she rubbed small circles on the top of his hand with her thumb.

She nodded somberly, her face the image of sympathy. "Well they stabbed him… they also drugged him and were going to turn him to wax… like the rest of the town." She summed up the past hour for her brother, answering his question.

"Fuck." Nick cursed. For the first time he noticed that Wade no longer had his facial hair, no eyebrows… nothing. "We gotta get him out of here… he's not looking so good."

Carly nodded as she stroked the side of his face gently. "He's lost a lot of blood." Wade closed his eyes and leaned his head into her palm, enjoying the feeling of having Carly close to him again.

Nick shook his head and stepped in front of Wade and snapped his fingers in his face. "You can't go to sleep Wade." He told him.

Wade snapped his eyes open and nodded. "Yeah."

Carly sighed and stood up, placing a gentle kiss on his lips, "Let's get out of here."

"We need to find Dalton." Nick said as they all stood and started to make their way up the stairs. Wade leaning on Carly for support, glad that she wasn't doing all the work anymore.

They had made it past the parking lot and were about to step back into the street when Wade shook his head and stopped. "I can't keep going… I can't."

"Wade?" Carly asked as she looked over to him, "Wade no!" She shouted as Wade started to sink to the curb, "Wade you can't quit…"

"I'm just going to slow you down anyway…" he mumbled. Carly sank down in front of him, so that they were level; she stared right into his eyes and he felt as if she were peering into his soul.

"Carly don't make me do this. Please don't… just look at me-"

"I am." She said. "And I see a strong man that, if any other person were put in this position, could have quit long ago from the injuries and drugs but didn't. Don't quit now Wade… I need you." She said, bringing a hand up to the side of his face. "We're gonna find a doctor's office… and we're going to get you some... VERY powerful painkillers." She told him, smiling a little.

She was so beautiful and so incredible… she's been dragging his sorry ass around from the very beginning… even though he was an asshole she still loved him enough to come for him, to keep him going; and here he was, quitting.

She had been chased down and tied up, had her lips glued shut and gone through terrifying horrors… and all along she had wanted to leave in the first place. They were in this mess because of him.

He sighed and brought his own hand to her chin and rubbed his finger up and down her jaw line. "Alright. I'm coming."

She grinned and leaned in close to him and kissed the corner of his mouth before she wrapped her arms around his neck gently, the side of her face next to his. "We'll find you some painkillers, get Dalton and get the HELL out of here." She said as she pulled back and kissed him again and stood.

Nick walked up behind her and offered a hand to the pale looking man. Wade looked up at the two of them and took the offered hands and they pulled him to his feet.

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Oh mah gawd… second chapter.

I'm sorry it took so long, I lost inspiration to write this… and then I got caught up with school and work… it was chaos… but here it is! I hope it was alright for you all.

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