Jeff was so tired that he could barely stay awake. The knowledge of having two psychos that wanted to get them was not helping him sleep easy at night. He wished he could just rest again. He hated having to be constantly on guard.
"Are you okay?" Randy asked. He was driving them to a show in Pittsburgh. Jack was asleep in the back seat.
"I think we should go stay with Mark for awhile," Jeff said. He had been thinking about this all night and it was the option that made him feel the safest.
Randy frowned. "You don't feel safe at home anymore?"
"Christian knows where we live. He's gotten in our house before. Who says he won't manage to do it again?"
"Jeff he's not going to…" Randy's voice trailed off as his eyes wandered up in the rearview mirror. Jeff looked up too. There was a car right on their tail. It was literally inches away from their bumper. "What in the hell is this asshole doing?" Randy muttered. "Why doesn't he just pass us?"
Jeff had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. He took off his seatbelt and climbed into the backseat. He squinted his eyes and tried to get a look at the driver. It was hard to do because of the other car's headlights, but he did eventually get a look at the driver. And immediately, he wished he hadn't. "GO RANDY GO! GET US OUT OF HERE!"
Jack woke up and started crying. "Jeff what the hell?" Randy asked.
"IT'S CHRISTIAN!"
Christian hit the back of their car at that moment. Jeff let out a yell as Randy put the pedal to the medal. They were in the middle of fucking nowhere so there weren't any cars in sight that could possibly help them. They were all alone with a psycho intent on running them right off the road.
"Randy!" Jeff yelled as Christian hit their car again. He was so scared that he could barely move. All he could do was put his arms around Jack and hang on tightly.
"I'm trying!" Randy told him. He sounded scared to death. "I'm trying baby, I really am."
Jeff risked another look back at Christian. His jaw dropped when he saw Raven stick his head and arm out the passenger's side window. To make things even worse, the psycho had a fucking gun. "Randy!"
Randy lost control of the car as Raven shot the back tire on the right side. They went off the road and hit the nearest tree. Jeff was launched forward and nearly went right out the windshield. He hit his head pretty hard and was actually knocked out for a couple of minutes.
When he came to, all he could see was the blood in his eyes. He wiped it away desperately and tried to sit up. He could hear Jack crying and Randy groaning in pain. "Fuck," he cursed. Every part of his body hurt now. "Shit."
Jack's door opened and Raven stuck half his body in. "Now that had to hurt," he said with a smirk. "But I did tell Randy that I was getting Jack one way or another. It's his fault I had to resort to this."
"No!" Jeff screamed as Raven started taking Jack out of the car seat. He tried even harder to get up and stop the madman despite his injuries, terrified for he well being of his son. "Leave him alone! Raven please!"
Raven picked Jack up and grinned. "Oh quit worrying. It's not like I'm Christian or anything. He's the one with all the DEADLY plans."
At that moment, Randy's door was opened and Christian yanked the nearly unconscious Legend Killer right out of the vehicle. "Christian no! Leave him alone!" He went to look back at Raven but Raven was gone. He had Jack and Christian had his hands on Randy. Jeff didn't know which one to help. He didn't know what to do. He didn't even know if there was much he could do in his current state. "Help!" he screamed desperately. "Somebody help!"
"Tie the fucker up!" Christian ordered Stevie and Meanie. "Tie him the fuck up and make sure he doesn't go anywhere." He crawled into the car and grabbed Jeff by the hair. "There you are you little bitch."
"No!" Jeff screamed. He cried out in pain as he was forcibly dragged out of the car. He looked around desperately for Jack but he couldn't see him. He looked at Randy. It looked like his husband had passed out.
"I've been waiting a long time for this," Christian growled. He forced Jeff to stand up on his feet. "You cost me everything you little slut! Did you fucking think that you could just grow a pair of balls and then everything would be okay? That's not how it works Jeffey."
"Let me go," Jeff begged. He hated the fact he sounded so scared but he couldn't help it. He was fucking terrified of Christian, especially when he was angry. "Please, you don't want to do this."
Christian smirked. "That's where you're wrong Jeff. I really, really want to do this." He slammed Jeff's head against the side of the car. Jeff tried desperately to stay awake, but he lost the battle when Christian repeated the action. He slipped into unconsciousness, which left him completely unaware of where he and Randy were going to be taken.