Chapter 9

(Brad Point of View)

"I...I want things to go back to the way they were," Freddie said.

"Okay finally, we will be at that hotel room in about 2 hours. If we see any signs of cops we will turn right around. Understand?" I asked Freddie.

"Yeah I understand," he replied.

"Okay, great. See you then," I told him. We hung up and I went to see Carly. She was throwing random food at the baby and Mattie. "We're going home," I told her. She stopped throwing food at the kids and coming over to me.

"For real?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said. "Get them ready. Were leaving in 10." I left the kitchen and walked to the bedroom where Sam was. She was sitting in the middle of the bed, messing with the ring on her finger.

"You might wanna get rid of that," I told her going over to her.

"Get the fuck away from me," she said to me, not even looking at me. "Why would I?"

"He just agreed. Were leaving in a few so get you shoes on and make sure that you clean the blood from you face," I said running my hand from the top o.f her head to her chin. She moved away from me. She got off the bed and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door. I walked out of the room and into the kitchen where Carly was getting the kids cleaned.

"Make sure they look okay. They kinda look shabby," I told her. She washed the kids faces and I took Jack out of his chair and gave him to Carly. I heard a bang coming from the bathroom and I ran to see what it was. I picked the lock to find out that Sam was throwing a fit an calling Freddie names and such. She was crying and throwing things everywhere. I went over to her and she pushed me away.

"We're leaving," I told her. She nodded, put her hood of her sweatshirt up and we left the bathroom. we got in the car and got ready for the half hour ride.


(Freddie Point of View)

"Hello 911 what is you emergency?" the lady on the other side said.

"Yes, my name is Freddie Benson. I want to report a kidnapping of my fiancée and 2 kids. I have an idea of who did it but please, they said that if I get the cops involved I will never see them again," I said, sitting on the bed.

"Sir, we will go undercover for you. What hotel are you at?" she asked.

"The Watersworth Hotel. On Green Avenue, please hurry they said that they would be here in about and that was an hour ago," I said. I was watching the door, making sure that I don't hear them.

"Sir, there are 4 officers that are going to steak out across the hall. When they get there, call 555-8989 to get to Mr. Tyler and the others. We have other calls, good luck," she said and I hung the phone up. I was scared shitless and was nervous of what Carly and Brad did to my family. I heard a loud knock on the door.

"Open up Fucker!" I heard Brad yell. I got up and opened the door and there they were.

"Hey," I responded.

"No cops?" he asked looking around. I shook my head. "Excellent. Carly bring them in."

Mattie came in first, her hair was disheveled, her clothing a mess and she had a little bit of dried blood on her. Jack came in with Carly, he looked okay, but he looked like he needed and actual mean like he wasn't fed. Then came Sam, she was in very bad condition. She looked like she could fall over. Brad told her to go sit on the chair in the corner. I had to excuse myself. I went to the bathroom and texted the officer. He replied and said they would be over, just make sure they were no where near the door or a window. I told them okay, and walked out to where they where.

"Want some coffee?" I asked.

"Yeah, and then we can get this over with," Brad mumbled.

We went to the little kitchen and I made the coffee. We were halfway done when the door was kicked in, a gunshot was fired and I heard Sam scream.

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