Chapter 6

Disclaimer: well considering that this will not be an episode of Kickin It season 3 it's pretty clear that I'm not the owner.

Jack's point of view

Why was everything so dark. All I could see was blackness swirling around me. It was cold too. I tried to move seeing if I could get to somewhere lighter but pain shot through my nerves. Clearly I couldn't move I needed to know how I was here though. Then I made a breakthrough, I was unconscious. That explains the darkness and why I can't move. I have to wake up though. What about my mom and the guys and my beloved Kim. There was no chance I was staying in this darkness alone. I had to will myself to wake up until it happened. So I focused all the energy I had left into waking. Then I saw a sliver of light through the slits of my eyes. Finally I was awake but I wasn't able to enjoy it very long as pain continued to zap at me constantly. Slowly I fully opened my eyes. It wasn't as dark as my dream but it wasn't exactly bright in the room. I tried to move my hands to wipe a few tears from my eyes. They were bound behind me though. I was confused for a minute until I remembered what happened before I became unconscious. The memories flooded back to me. Ty had sliced my left thigh and my right wrist with a knife. Then he had bludgeoned me with a bat in the chest and finally hit me in the head with it. Well that explains why I was unconscious but I still don't understand why Rudy backing out of the bet would cause Ty to get this angry. Rudy does this stuff all the time but I'm pretty sure I'm the first to get kidnapped for it. Haha that would be just my luck. As I was thinking to myself though a coughing fit began. All my energy suddenly focused on hacking up everything in my throat which was quite dry in fact. I began to struggle to breathe slightly and before I knew it I had spat up blood. All I wanted was for it to end. It felt like a bulldozer was plowing through my throat.

"Having trouble breathing Jack?"

I jumped at the voice and looked up, only to see yours truly Ty. I wanted to reply but I couldn't speak out through the continuing coughing fit.

"Maybe if you weren't such a little punk ass this wouldn't be happening. Guess this is a little lesson for you Jackie about to never mess with the black dragons. Now I'll be back later with some supplies. Can't have you dying to fast on me. The fun has just begun after all." Ty taunted.

As I slowly began to breathe normally I watched Ty waltz out the door. As soon he left I cried out in pain and agony. I tried to act somewhat stronger than I actually was but I couldn't have kept up the act for much longer. Every part of my body ached and my jeans, my sleeves, and the floor underneath me were soaked with my own blood. "How long have I even been stuck down here?" I wondered to myself. In the dark time seemed to stop it began to feel like the actual sun would never meet my face again. Tears streamed down my face. I used to never cry but now it's all I want to do. Every part of my body screamed out in pain. I had never felt so broken before in my entire life. I tried to stay focused on Kim and the others to block the pain out, but my efforts were useless. I suppose though that if this had to happen to anyone of us I'm glad it's me. I could never wish this upon my friends, but that doesn't mean I like the situation any better. Somehow my eyes began to dry up and years were no longer flowing out of them. It was as if I cried so long and hard that I had no tears left to cry. Never in all my life have I seen this happen to anyone, well scratch that. When my parents divorced I witnessed this occur to my mother. She told me that she was just done crying over it. I knew though that the pain was still eating away at her and she was suffering. I could tell just by glancing into her eyes. They were filled with grief. I will always resent my father for causing my mom to go through all of that. You can hurt me all you want but hurt someone I care about and prepare for a world of pain. I was trying to keep my focus; it was was distracting me from the bigger problem, but all my thoughts were starting to blur together. All of the sudden it felt as if the environment was closing in around me like that one Star Wars movie. Claustrophobia began to set in and I started to panic. I had never told anyone because I didn't want to seem week but I'm extremely claustrophobic. I didn't know what was going on but I felt like all four walls were right next to me and continuing to get closer. I began to hyperventilate and I could feel my heart beat racing. My world began to spin around me as I continued to struggle with breathing. A panic attack was something I thought I would never have but here I was right in the middle of one. I felt so light headed and tired and I struggled to stay awake. Against all my efforts I felt my eyelids roll into the back of my head and I welcomed the darkness with open arms.

Kim's point of view

Only about an half hour longer till we reached Jack's dad's house. My brain was a mess of emotions. Jack better be ok when we find him, otherwise you better hope you aren't the one that hurt him. No one messes with Kim Crawford's boyfriend and I mean no one. All of the sudden I feel little butterflies in my stomach. It still gets me anytime when I think about that after all this time Jack is finally my boyfriend. It gives me all the more reason to almost murder the person who took him. "God! Can we just get there already" I randomly outburst. Damn it that was supposed to be a silent outburst.

"Kim don't worry we'll be at Jack's dad's house in just a little bit," Rudy stated.

I mumbled an ok in response. All I could do to keep my calm was stare absently out the window. We were finally entering the town his father lived in. Thank the lord, I thought to myself. I think I've seen enough farms to last my self a freaking life time. I have not been this tense for a while.

"Kim we're here finally," I heard Rudy say.

Something fled over me, I wasn't sure if it was relief or nervousness. My hands began to tremble as I opened the car door. Stumbling to my feet I began to waltz towards the front door. All the guys rushed in front of me, my guess was they were trying to be a buffer. Considering my reaction from when I found out that Jack was taken; they must be preparing for the worst since we're confronting the person who we think kidnapped him. I could hear the door bell echoing throughout the house and the floors began to creak from someone's foot steps. I looked up from the ground to see a women answering the door.

"Hello, can I help you?" the lady questioned.

"Actually yes you can, is this the Brewer residence?" Rudy replied.

"Why yes, you are actually talking to Mrs. Brewer."

"Great is your husband home by any chance?"

"He's in the bedroom just a second." With that Mrs. Brewer left the door hanging open and went to the stairs to go holler for her husband. "Hun! There's a group of people asking for you at the door." she turned towards us after he yelled back at her in return. "He'll be down in just a second. Why don't you all come into the living room."

We all nodded and entered their home. Mrs. Brewer flashed a smile at me and I managed to return the gesture. Even with the anger boiling inside of me, how can they be so normal when they're the ones who most likely took Jack. Although maybe Jack's dad's new wife doesn't know what's going on. I was distracted by the living room, everything about it was jaw dropping gorgeousness. Then when I saw the glass table in the center I was in complete awe. It was like a stained glass but yet it wasn't. Instead of the normal set up where it forms a pattern or a picture it was just shades of blue, green, purple, and pink swirled around. Then on the edge of the table there were colorful stones. I had never seen such a beautiful table.

"Please, make yourself at home," Mrs. Brewer requested.

I took a seat in the arm chair and the guys managed to squeeze themselves together to fit in the couch. More footsteps came from the stair well and I whipped my head around to see a man. His features were extremely similar to Jack's which for a millisecond made my face soften, but just has soon has it happened my face immediately returned back to a cold stare.

"How can I help you?" Jack's dad wondered.

"We're friends of your son, Jack." I replied.

"That still doesn't tell me why your here. Oh and don't call him my son he's dead to me." He answered, his tone getting angrier and angrier by the second.

Somehow I was flooded with even more anger towards him. "Well while Jack was in the hospital recovering someone took him, and considering you and Jack's history you're our top suspect." I accused him.

"Hey babe can you go fetch my stuff at the dry cleaners right now?" Mr. Brewer requested.

My head turned towards Mrs. Brewer and I saw her nod before she turned around to head out the door. The door sealed shut and I turned back towards Mr. Brewer.

"How dare you accuse me!" He screamed out. "I gave that boy everything and all he did was throw it back in my face when him and his bitch of a mother left."

Before I could even manage a response the man took a swing at me. By the reflexes Jack helped me get I managed to block it before he hit my face. Jerry stood up to my defense and tried to land a jump kick on him. Mr. Brewer looked up in time to grab his kick in mid air then he threw him into the wall.

"Jerry!" I cried out as I scrambled to get over to him.

I could hear the other guys trying to fend Jack's dad off behind me. Jerry was ok thankfully and I helped him stand up. Then I charged at Jack's dad and kicked him in the leg to bring him down to the ground. Every single hit that the guys and I tried to land on him was blocked though, even when Eddie tried to hit him with a lamp. Rudy, Milton, and Eddie were doing their best but soon enough each of them were against their own personal wall. Jerry and I were throwing as many kicks, punches, and blocks out there that we could but I could tell both of us were wearing out fast.

"You guys are just as pathetic as Jack." Mr. Brewer taunted.

For that split second hearing that son of a both speak those words it broke me and Jerry's focus. The next thing I knew we were in the air and there was a crash. All my senses were slightly dazed and every part of my body screamed out in pain. I glanced down at where the pain was the most intense and saw a shard of glass in my thigh. My brain began to process what was happening when I realized that Jerry got thrown as well. I looked over in horror to see Jerry covered with gashes as well. I wasn't exactly coherent but I could hear a 911 call coming from Rudy. "No!" I thought to myself. I can't go to the hospital, if I go then who will find Jack. Milton leaned over in front of us saying something how an ambulance would be here soon and that Jack's dad had left right after saying he didn't kidnap Jack After that I kept fading in and out of consciousness I think. Next thing I knew I was being loaded up into an ambulance on a stretcher by E.M.T.s. I struggled with all my might screaming out that I needed to save Jack. Rudy was trying to calm me down as they were closing the door. I hears him say that they would meet Jerry and I at the hospital when we got there. Tears were streaming down my face but it wasn't from the pain, it was from my concern for who would find Jack now if I'm stuck in a hospital. I could hear the engine start and we began the trip to the hospital against my will.

A/N: yes! I finished chapter 6 even with a lingering minor case of writers block. Just as I promised this is my longest chapter and I hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think love you guys bye.