(Summary/Disclaimers: See Chapter 1)
Chapter 4: Where is Matt?
Three Way Call. Tamran, Kirby, Jeff:
Kirby: (sighs) Please tell me this isn't happening.
Jeff: I wish I could tell you. The really fucked up part is that the police can't do anything for 48 hours. Dad is really freaking out. I…(sigh as well)
Tamran: Besides the dent in the car did you see anything else?
Jeff: No…I saw the car. Lucas ran up to me then I saw the dent. I checked the house. Nothing was taken. I mean his laptop was still on.
Kirby: Matt wouldn't just up and leave without telling anybody.
Jeff and Tamran: I know!
Kirby: Something or somebody got to him.
Jeff: (gasps)
Kirby: Sorry, dude. But you have to look at it this way. He couldn't have left voluntarily.
Tamran: Oh god. I hope he's ok wherever he is.
Jeff: Okay, Tam? I'm hoping he's alive! (beep on his line) Hold on, y'all. I gotta call comin' in. (places Kirby and Tam on hold)
Jeff and Second caller:
Jeff: Hello?
: …..
Jeff: Hello? Who is it?
: …..
Jeff: (getting annoyed) I don't have ti-
: Hey bro. It's me.
Jeff: …Matt? Matt! Jesus, man! Where are you? Are you okay? Why didn't you-
Matt: (tired chuckle) Slow down, Jeff. I'm alright. I…I can't tell you where I'm at, I'm just calling to let you know that I'm okay. And to don't worry.
Jeff: Don't worry? DON'T WORRY? No Matt, I'm not taking that bullshit answer. I'm worried about you. You don't sound right. If you're hurt, just tell me where you're at and I'll come get you. We'll talk when you get home-
Matt: I gotta go. Love ya, Jeffro.
Jeff: Matt don't hang-
(dial-tone)
Three Way Call. Tamran, Kirby, Jeff:
Jeff: Y'all, that was Matt!
Tamran: Thank god he called! Is he okay? Did he tell you where he is?
Kirby: What did he say?
Jeff: He didn't sound like himself.
Kirby: What do you mean he didn't sound like himself? Did he sound like he was drunk or something?
Jeff: Not like that! I mean like…he said that he's okay, but he couldn't tell me when he was and for me not to worry.
Tamran: You're right. Something's not clicking with him. Did he say that he would call you back? Or when?
Jeff: I'm going to call the police and let them know what happened.
Tamran: Yeah sure. If Matt calls me or Kirby we'll let you know.
Kirby: And you call us if something else happens.
Jeff: I will…
Matt's Location, unknown:
Matt can hear the digital beep of the cordless phone as it is shut off. It's been hours since he awoke from his chemical induced slumber. All he knows is that he's now bound to a chair and he's wearing a blindfold.
"Good boy, Matthew." says a voice to his right.
Matt's thinks he's heard that voice before, but his brain is too foggy to figure out where.
"Where am I?" he asks for a second time.
"I don't think you're in a position to be asking anything right now." comes the reply.
Drops of sweat form on Matt's forehead. He licks his dry lips. His throat feels scratchy from thirst.
"Is it money you want? I have it. Just tell me how much and I can get for you." he pleads.
A laugh is heard. The feeling of ice shoots down Matt's back. If money's not the answer then what is?
"Oh please! Don't flatter yourself. You're not that important."
Matt hears footsteps then the movement of a chair being placed in front of him. Seconds later he can feel a shadow loom over him.
"Then what is it if it's not money?" Matt questions again.
"You see my boss requests your presence on Monday night. Oh, and he wants your full cooperation."
It's Matt's time to laugh. "Let me get this straight. Your boss is too much of a punk to talk to me face to face. So he or she sends two goons to my house to attack and drug me. Then bring me to…to wherever the hell I am. And he or she expects my full cooperation?"
Suddenly Matt and the chair that he is tied to is thrown backwards! Next pressure is applied to his chest.
"You think this is funny!" Someone yells at him. "Let me enlighten you Hardy! If you don't cooperate, certain members of your family will get hurt!"
Matt gasps loudly.
"Yeah I thought that would get your attention." the voice continues. "The boss has people watching Jeff, Kirby and Tamran. One slip up from you and WHACK! How about your boys Shannon Moore or Shane Helms? It would be a shame if they had an accident in the ring. Especially Shannon. And he's just fresh off of that car accident too?"
Matt tries to push the weight off but gets a slap to the face for his efforts.
"And let's not forget your precious 'MF'ers'. That's right. They're not that hard to spot. You wouldn't want their innocent blood on your hands because you were a selfish prick now do you?"
Matt stops struggling. He had no choice but to cooperate. Whatever is going to happen Monday night, he prays that he'll be able to live through it.