OKAY here's chapter 2.


Jasons POV

It's been about 3 minutes since that freaky dude left. And I was still freaked out. I hope everything is OK at home. RING!!

RING!! "Wow, that's freaky." I said, when it said home on the caller ID. "Hello, what's wrong?" I asked when I heard crying

on the other end. "H-he t-took S-Shane. Jason, h-he took him. I'm all alone and I-I'm scared-d." Blake said, choking on his

tears. "Calm down little guy. Now tell me what happened, who took Shane?" I asked, I have a feeling who HE was, but I

hope I'm wrong. "T-that guy that broke in to get Nate last m-month. He brought some really big guys, and they took

Shane." Blake said, and even though I expected it, I gasped in horror. "What's wrong son?" My dad asked, I hadn't even

noticed him and mom, and Nate standing there. "Don't worry Blake, me, mom, Nate, and dad are on our way." I said, not

answering my fathers question. "OK, b-bye." Blake said, hanging up before I could say bye back. "Dad, we have to get

home." I said, dialing 911 on my cellphone. "New Jersey Police Department, how may I help you?" A gruff voice asked on

the other line. "May I speak to officer Candy Corn?" I asked, I would've laughed at the name, but this was no time for

humor. "Hold on one second please." The man said, putting me on hold. "What's wrong son?" My dad asked, as we all got

in the car. "The man that was after Nate, broke in and kidnapped Shane." I said, my voice breaking on the last part. My

mom gasped, my father looked extremely angry, and Nate started lightly crying. I opened my arms for him to come over,

and he happily obliged. "This is officer Candy Corn. How may I help you?" The fatherly voice of the police officer said on the

other end of the line. "Hello. This is Jason Gray. Nate Gray's oldest brother. Jackson De' Vil broke into our house and

kidnapped my other little brother Shane." I said, saying Jackson's name contemptuously. "OK son, we weren't sending the

officers up until tomorrow, but we're going to have a few plain clothed officers watching your house. And I'm on my way to

your house right now, so you can give me any information you can." He said, and before I could answer him, he hung up.

SHANESHANESHANESHANESHANESHANESHANESHANESHANESHANESHANESHANESHANE

Shane's POV

The goons had thrown be into the back of a black van, and drove to some house. I was now tied to a chair in the

basement. "How's it going Shane?" Jackson asked, even though it was kinda obvious how it was going for me. "How do

you think it's going?" I asked, my voice dripping with venom. "AW, are you not happy?" He said in a really annoying baby

voice. "No, I can't say I am."

"WELL TO BAD!" He said, punching me in the face. Man! That hurt like everything, but I won't show any emotion, I have to

be strong. "How about we have some fun. BOYS GET IN HERE." He yelled up the stairs, and there they were, the goons.

"Yeah boss?" The tallest of the 6 asked. "Why don't we have some fun with Shane here." He said, smirking evilly. "Define

fun." I said, as they began untying me. "Well, it will be fun for us. It will be painful for you." He said, smiling an innocent

smile. "YIPPY." I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. They all formed a circle around me, one of them had a video camera.

"What's with the camera?" I asked, gulping. "Well, we thought we'd let your family see how you were doing." Jackson said

to my horror. "Don't bring my family into this, you've bothered my little brother enough. You've got me, isn't that enough?"

I couldn't stop my voice from shaking, and I mentally hit myself for showing fear. "Start the camera Cameron." Jackson said,

of course, Cameron the camera man. As soon as I heard the beep-indicating the camera was recording- Jackson punched

me in the jaw. "Thought I'd let you see how Shane was doing." Jackson said, punching me in the gut, and knocking me to

the floor. He then repeatedly kicked my ribs, I felt one of them break, a hot pain shot through my entire body, and I couldn't

hold back my scream of agony. "OH, did that hurt Shane? I'm sorry." Jackson said, smiling down at me. I felt tears well up

in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. "If you ever want to see your boy again, I want 250,000 dollars.." Jackson said

into the camera. "Mom, dad, who ever's watching this. Don't listen to him, I'm fine." I said, wincing in pain at the end. "I

don't think he is, I think he needs a hospital. And he'll never get one if I don't get that money." Jackson said in a singsong

voice. He kicked me a few more times before saying "Let's end this on a cliffhanger." He then pulled out a knife and brought

it down towards my heart-the camera stopped right before he hit- and Jackson swerved the knife and brought it into my

shoulder. I didn't even attempt to stop the scream, in fact I screamed as loud as I could-Jackson and his "henchmen" had

to cover their ears from the noise-you'd be amazed at the set of pipes I have. He then tied a piece of cloth around the

wound so I wouldn't bleed to death (how sweet of him :P). After that he tied me back to the chair, and they all left the

room.

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Nate's POV.

It's been about 4 hours since we found out Shane had been kidnapped, we've already talked to the police they

weren't much help at all. As soon as they left, I ran upstairs, and locked myself in my room. "Nate let me in." Jason said

from the other side of my door. "If you don't let me in, I'll just pick the lock." Jason said, in a sarcastic voice. "You could

not pick the lock." I yelled at him. "It doesn't look that hard, I see it on T.V. all the time. I'll prove it to you." He said, I could

then hear the sound of something picking at my door.

-Many minutes later.-

"Man, they make it look easy on T.V. NATE LET ME IN" He said, banging on my door. "NO!" I said, slightly choking on my

tears. "That's it, MOM CAN YOU GIVE ME THE KEY TO NATE'S ROOM?" I heard Jason yell down the hallway. About 5 minutes

later, my bedroom door opened. "Why didn't I think of that before." Jason said, shaking his head. "I don't know, what do

you n-need?" I asked, I tried to sound angry, but the crying took away from it. "I know you miss him Nate, I miss him to.

But don't worry, we'll get him back." Jason said, rubbing my back. "You just don't get it do you? He wanted me, he was

after me! And because of me Shane is somewhere probably being beaten and tied up and. Jason I'm just so scared."

I said, my tears just kept falling freely. "Nate, don't think for one second that this is your fault. I bet Shane's happy that

your safe. And you better not think otherwise." Jason said, his voice taking a slightly angered tone. "I know but, I just

miss him so much." I said, a little louder than necessary. "We'll get him back." Jason said, wrapping his arms around me.

It made me fill a little better, but it was missing something, it was missing the other pair of arms, it was missing Shane. This

was the place where Shane would crack some

stupid joke, and we would all laugh. But not this time, there was no-one there to lighten the mood, not this time.


I wold have made it longer, but I thought right here was a good place to end it.

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