Shannon groaned as he came to his senses. His body felt like it had be hit by a run away train. Shannon tried to more his arm to rub his left shoulder but they were bound together. Shannon looked down and saw that his feet were also bound to the chair. Shannon started to panic. He tried to yank his hands out of the handcuffs but his attempts were to no avail. He was tied up tight and he wasn't going anywhere.
Someone turned the lights on in the room and Shannon squinted his eyes. He slowly adjusted his eyes to the light, blinking them rapidly.
"Hello Kitten." Two men said.
Shannon stopped breathing when he hear their voices. He didn't need to look up at them to know who they were. Their voices were enough. Getting their voices out of his head was the hardest thing for him to do. He could easily wash away all the dirt and filth but the voices stayed.
"How-How did you find me?" Shannon asked, never looking up.
"Oh Kitten." The man put his finger under Shannon's chin and lifted his head. "Did you really think you could escape us? Did you really think we were just going to let you go?"
"You were the bread winner in our father's ring." The other man started. "And you are our favorite slut. We weren't just going to give up that ass that easily." The man pulled a chair out and sat down in front of Shannon.
"Please, I don't want to go back. Let me go." Shannon meekly begged. He couldn't go back there.
The man sitting in front of Shannon laughed. "You hear that Jeff?" Shannon doesn't want to go back." Matt said, mocking Shannon's weak voice.
"I heard him Matt." Jeff said and grabbed Shannon's chin. "But it doesn't matter what he wants because." Jeff moved and pressed his lips against Shannon's ear. "You're our bitch. We own you." Jeff walked around the chair and stood behind Shannon, playing in his long locks.
"So you have two" Matt held up two fingers. "Options. You can come back to Cameron with us and no one gets hurt or you can refuse, again, and I can go down the hall and kill your fiancée and then drag you back to Cameron." Matt pulled a gun out of his back pocket. "It really doesn't matter to me. I could do either one."
"Moral to this story is." Jeff pulled on Shannon's hair back so Shannon could look at Jeff. "You're going back to Cameron, whether you like it or not." Jeff pushed Shannon's head forward so he was no staring at Matt.
Shannon knew they weren't lying. Matt and Jeff were both ruthless and would kill in a heartbeat. Shannon didn't want to go back to Cameron but he didn't want Mark to die because of his sins.
Shannon hung his head low. "I'll go…I'll go back to Cameron with you guys just don't kill Mark, please don't kill Mark." Shannon said in a shaky voice. A tear rolled down his face. He promised himself he would never go back there, never endure the pain again, but promises were made to be broken and he wouldn't regret his decision. He had to save Mark so Mark would have a chance at a better life, one without him in it.
"Good Kitty Cat." Jeff said as he petting Shannon's head. "Now go to sleep and when you wake up, you'll be in Cameron." Jeff placed a cloth over Shannon's mouth and nose. Shannon tried not to breath but his lungs started to burn and forced him to take a few breaths. Soon, all he saw was darkness.
Mark stared at the light above his head, formulating a plan inside his mind. All he needed to do was get out of these handcuffs and the plan would work but he couldn't. He could get out of normal handcuffs, he and Shannon had experimented with them, but these were not normal. These had to be the heavy duty ones for big men, like him. These guys really did their research.
The door to the room swung open and Mark turned towards it. Two men stood in the doorway, one had black hair and the other had hair filled with random colors. They looked about six feet tall and not too much over two hundred pounds. He knew he could easily over power them both if he could he these goddamn handcuffs off.
"So you must be Mark." The one with black hair said and walked over to Mark. The one with rainbow hair came over and stood in front of Mark.
"I can see why Shannon fell for 'em. He is hot." He looked over at his brother. "Then again, Shanny always had good taste."
"Where is Shannon? Why the hell did you kidnap us? And how the hell do you know my name?"
The dark haired one moved to his brother's side. "Shannon is going back to Cameron with us so he is no longer your problem."
"Not my problem? Fuck you, he's my fiancée." Mark said as he struggled to get out of the handcuffs.
The rainbow haired one laughed. "Fiancée? Why would you want to marry that slut?"
"He's not a slut." Mark grunted. He was fuming inside. If he got his hands on them, they would regret the day they called Shannon a slut.
The two men looked at each other and then looked back a Mark.
"I don't think he knows." The rainbow haired one said.
"He doesn't know…Shannon's better at hiding then we thought." The other answered.
"Know what? What the hell are you two sick mutherfuckers talking about?"
The dark haired one moved closer to Matt and bent down to look into his eyes while the other boy moved behind Mark. "Don't worry about that. All you need to know is that Shannon is our property and we're taking him back to Cameron…tonight." Matt put his hand on Mark's shoulder. Mark tried to flinch away but it was useless since he was tied down.
"We thank you for taking very good care of our property and for that you will be rewarded." Matt paused. "If you stay here in Houston and never try to contact Shannon again, you will be rewarded for the rest of your life." Matt tightened the grip on Mark's shoulder. "But if you try and seek him out, in anyway shape of form, you will die a very painful and slow death. I'll see to that." Matt patted his shoulder and motioned to Jeff.
Jeff hit Mark in the back of his neck and Mark went limp.
Mark was awoken by the birds chirping away in the trees. Hoping that this was a bad dream, he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes he thought he would see Shannon but he didn't, he saw…grass. Mark looked around and realized he was in the park, the same park that he took Shannon to last night. Those two madmen had dumped him on a park bench. Mark sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked around and there was hardly anyone in the park. All he saw the occasional runner. He rubbed the back of his neck. It still was hurting from when that rainbow freak hit him.
Mark started to check his pockets for clues. Mark started with his coat pockets and found his bandana, which he quickly put on. He reached into his left pants pocket and pulled out his keys. His truck key was still on it; all he had to do now was find the truck. Mark stuck his had in his right pants pocket and pulled out Shannon's engagement ring and a note. Mark clutched the ring as he read the note.
Back right pocket!
Mark checked his back right pocket and pulled out his wallet. He opened it up and everything was there except now he had an obscene amount of cash in his wallet. There was a white piece of paper sticking out of the money. He pulled it out and read the note.
If you keep your distance and there will be more of that for you.
If you get to close only bad things will happen to you.
Mark put the note back in his wallet and put the wallet back in his pocket. He looked at the engagement ring one more time before putting that in his pocket as well. He stood up and pressed the panic button on his truck key.
Beep Beep Beep
Mark turned to his right and saw that his truck was parked in the same space it was parked in last night. Mark shook his head. He was going to need some help with this one.
Glenn walked up behind his husband and wrapped his arms around his smaller waist.
"Morning." Justin said as he scrambled his eggs.
"Morning." Glenn kissed Justin on the cheek before moving to the refrigerator. He grabbed the orange juice bottle and proceeded to drink straight from the bottle.
"Kane! What the fuck?" Justin yelled. "That's nasty, don't do that, backwash."
Kane crooked his eyebrow at Justin. "So you'll suck my dick but you won't drink my backwash?"
"It's not that." Justin said and rolled his eyes. "We could have guest and then they have to drink your backwash."
The doorbell to there home rang. "Speaking of guest." Justin started.
"Yeah, yeah." Kane but the juice back in the refrigerator. "I'll get it." Kane said and smacked Justin's ass as he walked passed him.
"Ah." Justin yelped.
Kane quickly got out of the kitchen and went to the door. Kane swung the door open.
"Bro, what happened to you?" Kane asked, looking at Mark's disheveled appearance. "And where's Shannon?"
"Let me in and I'll explain everything." Kane moved out of the way and Mark stepped into the house.
Mark followed Kane into the kitchen and said down on a stool.
"Mark you look like shit. What happened?" Justin asked in a concern voice.
"Thanks Justin really appreciated that." Mark says sarcastically.
"You're Welcome, but seriously what happened?" Justin asked as he turned off his cooking food and sat next to Kane.
Mark told the couple everything. From the proposal, to the kidnapping, to the two men saying they basically owned Shannon and how they were taking him back to Cameron. He even showed them the note and all of the cash.
"I need to find Shannon before he gets hurt."
"They sound pretty powerful, bro, you won't be able to do this alone." Kane said.
"I know." Mark admitted. "That's why you two are helping me."
"We won't be enough." Justin piped in.
"He's right." Kane co signed.
"These guys seem really big…it's going to take more than us three and our resources to bring Shannon back safely." Justin added.
Mark looked at the couple. They were right. They would need help. They would need answers to questions before they would be able to attack and bring Shannon back. They would need the skills of others plus their own in order to make this work. Mark looked at the couple.
"Call everyone." Mark didn't need to say their names Kane and Justin just knew. "Tell them everything I just told you."
Kane smirked. "The band's going on another ride."
"Another ride." Mark breathed out. "Another ride indeed."
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