Anthony's POV
My head in my hands.
I couldn't control my tears; it was breaking my heart that Michael had taken her.
"She'll live mate" Tyler said, placing a supportive hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah yeah. Keep talking, who knows what Michael's capable of"
"Guys! Anthony's phone's ringing and it's Michael!"
Me and Tyler shot from the lounge and into the kitchen.
Dad joined us, before shutting the door.
We all sat down, Alfie pressed the green button then speaker.
"Michael, its Alfie"
There was a long pause.
"Ah my little sister! Where's Anthony"
"Stop torturing him Michael!" Dad spoke up.
"Hi Dad" His slimey voice, kicking in.
"Look all Anthony's wants to know if she's alright. Let him talk to her" Tyler pleaded, the consern in his voice for me and Georgie.
The we could hear a sharp wimper and slight scream of pain.
"A?" We could hear, my eyes shot wide.
"G, I'm here baby" I assured her.
"Anthony just me out!" She screamed and all we could hear was another sharp scream.
"Michael! What are you doing!" I shouted.
"She wont get harmed Anthony"
Georgie's POV
I layed on the stone cold floor.
My body black and blue, my eyes bruised.
Michael was trying to scare Anthony but I'd forgotten that he had a gun (as he was threatening me with it earlier)
Anthony's POV
"Stop it Michael! Ant's crying!" Alfie shouted, defending my corner.
"Do as I say in the next hour and Georgie won't get hurt"
I shot out of the chair.
"Michael what do you want us to do?" Tyler said.
"Alfie?"
"Michael" Alfie growled, getting angrier by the second.
"I want you to get into that boxing ring and injur your brother!"
Alfie's face flew into rage. "No! Michael! No!"
We heard Georgie wimper and a trigger being pulled.
"Michael let me talk to her!" I shouted.
"Anthony!" she screamed.
And then the phone went dead.