Gerard's P.O.V:
I turned into the parking lot and I saw a black van. My heart started to beat uncontrollably, I stopped the car and got out; a leather bag in my right hand. I saw a dark figure standing next to the van. I walked closer and stopped when I was a few feet away.
"Where's the money?"Matt asked, I was sad that they were right; one of my old friends had kidnapped my younger brother and was holding him for ransom.
"Not until I see my brother." I stated and Matt smiled.
"You want to see you brother? Fair enough." Matt said and turned around and slid the door open and he grabbed something and threw it out. Mikey fell to the ground. I kneeled down next to him; he was still concisions but his face was bloody and bruised.
"Gerard," Mikey said weakly.
"I'm here, right here." I comforted.
"The money," Matt said sternly. I looked up at him and slid the bag over. "Thanks," Matt said and took something out of his jacket pocket, a gun. He held it at Mikey and me, "Now step away or I'll shoot his and your brains out."
"Shit," I heard Matthews say through my ear piece. I slowly stepped a few steps back. "Gerard, listen to him," I heard Matthews order.
"If you want to see tomorrow I would lay down on the ground and put your forehead on the ground and put your hands behind your head." Matt ordered shakily, I did as he said and laid down and placed my forehead on the pavement and put my hands behind my back. Matt held the gun to the back of my head and got the gun ready to fire.
"You ruined my life! While you were puking your guts out because you drank yourself nearly to death! The band had me fired! I lost everything; my house, my girlfriend, my LIFE!" Matt cried. "How would you like to have the thing you love taken away from you? And you just replaced me, like I was nothing!"
"I'm sorry," I managed to say, "I'm sorry, but isn't this taking things too far?"
"Shut up!" Matt yelled and pressed the gun harder against the back of my head. "I've been living in my van! And you're married!" Matt shouted, "Why did you punish me so much?" I felt the gun getting pulled off the back of my head."I'll make you all pay!" Matt yelled and I thought for sure that I was a goner and I heard a loud bang was and I looked up, Mikey's screaming made it only worse. Before I knew it I heard millions of shots firing. I saw Matt hit the ground, a pool of blood forming around him.
Mikey was holding his right hand on his wound, which was on his lower stomach area. "Hold on Mikey, it's going to be okay." His other hand reached up for me, and I held it tightly in my hands. The blood from his hand transferred onto mine.
"Gerard, I love you, can you tell the guys that too," Mikey said in a small raspy voice. He started to choke on his blood.
"You can tell them that yourself," I said and I didn't realize that tears fell from my eyes. The paramedics rushed in and started to work on Mikey. Blood covered the ground where Mikey and Matt laid. Matthews came over to me and put his arm over my shoulder and took me to the side.
"You did just fine," Matthews said.
"Yeah, me getting held at gun point and Mikey getting shot is just fine." I said and I noticed I had blood all over me, mostly Matt's from getting shot right above me.
"We didn't know what was going to happen, this was the best way to get your brother back." Matthews said trying to convince me.
"If you didn't know what was going to happen then why endanger Mikey? Mikey was the one that got shot," I yelled!
"Gerard I don't think you understand; if we were to wait, Matt probably would've dumped his dead body on your doorstep," Matthews yelled back. I saw the paramedics lifting Mikey in the back of the ambulance.
"I gotta go," I said and got in my car and followed the ambulance to the hospital.
I pulled into the parking lot and got out of my car. I called the guys to tell them where we were. Then I went inside the hospital and waited until the doctor said it would be okay to see Mikey.