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Lucas woke up for the third time, in three days. They have been in that same room, for three long whole days. He groaned trying to sit up. He had a major headache.

"You okay?" Nathan asked.

Lucas looked up to see Nathan, wide away sitting against the wall, staring into space.

"Yeah, fine." Lucas told time. As he struggled to sit up. They were still tied up, sitting the same way for three days. Only moving when Dan let them use the bathroom.

Their hands were tied behind their back and their feet were tied together and at the end of that rope it was tied to a bed post. Nathan and Lucas were a wall apart so they couldn't try and untie each other.

When Dan would bring them food and water he would untie their hands, one at a time and watch them eat. Tie them back up, and do the same thing to the other.

"See, it will take some getting used to, but everything is fine." Dan told them at first.

"Where's Dan?" Lucas asked.

"Actually I'm heading out." Dan answered for him.

Lucas looked up seeing Dan dressed to go out. He looked very tired. Big bags under his eyes. Hair a mess. He just looked so , unhappy. So emotionless.

Dan went and made sure they were tied nice and tight, like he usually did before he left the house. He had to make sure they wouldn't escape. He checked Nathan and then went over to Lucas.

"You're pathetic, you know that right?" Lucas looked him in the eye.

Nathan and Lucas did this often. They couldn't help it. Things would just blurt out. "I hate you, you suck, I hope you die, your worthless..." Usually causing Dan to get mad, hit them or hurt them in some way and then just walk away. However the boys couldn't help it. They hated him so much.

"Well Lucas, your mother sure didn't think so now did she. Or you wouldn't be here. Come to think of it I've been lonely for a while. Maybe I'll stop over at you're moms place later."

Lucas felt his anger rising. He lifted his legs and kicked Dan in the stomach as hard as he could. Causing Dan to gasp for air, because he got the wind knocked out of him. Lucas tried to bring his legs up again to kick but Dan blocked it this time.

Dan picked Lucas up by his arms and threw him against the wall. Causing glass to break when he knocked over a glass cup and plate to the floor.

"Luke!" Nathan yelled trying to find a way to struggle free. However, it was worthless.

Lucas lay on the ground panting from the pain. It felt like his arm was on fire.

"What Lucas? You can dish it out but can't take it?" Dan asked lifting him up once more to hear Lucas shout in pain and wince when Dan touched his left arm.

Dan just laughed and threw him back down, while Lucas landed back on his hurt arm.

"God dammit!" Lucas yelled rolling over. It didn't help the ties were still tight around his arm, causing it to throb even more.

"You know I almost forgot I have to be careful with you. I mean who knows, if I upset you to much. Your heart could fail." Dan smirked.

Nathan darted his eyes directly at Lucas, confused.

"Shut up." Lucas yelled.

"Oh right. Brother dearest doesn't know does he?"

"I said shut up. You son of a bitch." Lucas continued to yell.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Dan smiled looking over at Nathan. "Well hm lets see, where to start. Your brother has been lying to you."

Nathan didn't take his eye's off Lucas.

"What the hell is going on Lucas?" He asked.

"Nathan.."

"He has HCM." Dan interrupted him. " You know, that major heart disease. The one that could kill him at any second. Oh right, and he hasn't been taking his medicine. And he had been playing basketball. So your brother, aint doing so hot."

With that Dan walked out of the house and they herd the car start, and take off.

"Tell me he's lying Lucas." Nathan asked right away.

Lucas was silent.

"Lucas!" Nathan yelled.

"I'm sorry alright!" Lucas yelled back. " I just couldn't tell anyone. I'm fine without the medication Nathan."

"God Dammit Lucas. Why are you so selfish?"

"What?"

"Don't you think about other people? What we'd be like if you were to die. Think of your mother, Keith, Brooke, Haley. Peyton,...Me!"

Lucas looked up at his brother.

"It was just to hard Nate. It kills me everyday, but its better that they don't know because then it can't hurt them. I hate people worrying about me Nathan. People have to much more on their plates to have to worry for me every second."

"Lucas listen to me. The people in your life. Want to worry about you. They love you Luke. And they...we'd all be crushed if you died."

Lucas smiled. He never saw his brother so concerned about him before.

"When we get out of here. You have to tell your mom. So she can get you on that medication."

Lucas nodded and tried to shift a little when Nathan saw him wince again.

"You okay?" Nathan asked.

"I think I sprained my arm or something." Lucas told him.

"Well stop struggling just lay there. Nathan told him.

Lucas didn't listen. Nathan saw him moving his arms around behind his back. And he could see it was clearly bothering him.

"Luke what the hell are you doing."

"This." Lucas answered with the ropes tied around his arm falling to the ground and his arms free. Nathan saw Lucas and a big piece of glass in his hand and his hand was all bloody from trying to cut the rope.

"Are you serious." Nathan said with a smile.

"I grabbed it when he dropped me to the floor, after breaking all that glass."

"Yes!" Nathan yelled.

Lucas hurried up and undid the rope around his feet, which was harder to do, but he eventually got it. Lucas stood up and walked to his brother. He untied him. There they stood. Free.

"Listen Lucas, I know why you didn't tell anyone about your heart, but when we get back. You have to... I mean what would I do with out my big brother?" Nathan told him.

Lucas laughed lightly and pulled his brother into a hug.

"Thanks, little brother."

Their happiness was squashed when they herd the car roll up near the house.

"Quick, the back door." Lucas whispered as he cradled his arm in his hand and ran to the back.

As soon as Dan entered. They walked out the back door.

"Run!" Nathan whispered loudly to Lucas. They took off around the house and Nathan opened the car door and looked to see if Dan left his keys in there. No Luck.

They took off into the woods.

"Come on Luke!" Nathan told him as they darted near the dark forest.

Dan walked into the house and froze when he saw his boys not there. He ran around the house and found his gun and ran outside.

"BOYS!" Dan screamed as he opened the door outside.

"Oh shit." Nathan yelled. "Luke come on." Nathan grabbed his brother by his shirt and they continued deep into the forest. A way Dan couldn't find them.

Lucas looked back only to see the car starting up and drive frantically away. He looked to Nathan as they entered the forest, unaware of their surroundings hoping and praying, someone can find them, before their father does.

- - -

Peyton took a deep breathe and knocked on the door.

Haley opened it surprised to see her. "Oh hi Peyton."

"Hi Haley" She smiled. "Um I'm really sorry about Nathan."

"Thanks." Haley thanked her.

Peyton looked onto her friend. She had never seen her this sad before. This unhappy. This hurt.

"How are you holding up."

"Not good. Its been three days, and still no sign of them." Haley said, her voice beginning to crack.

Peyton grabbed Haley into a hug.

"Haley don't worry, it will be okay."

"Hey Haley did you happen to see my blue shirt that I..." Brooke asked as she was walking out the door, and stopped when she saw Peyton at the door.

"Washed..." Brooke finished her sentence.

"Brooke. God I'm so sorry." Peyton began.

"Sorry?"

"I know what I said the other night, but you have to let me explain please." Peyton started to walk up to her.

"Oh explain. Peyton you betrayed me..again. I thought I could trust you. Do you know I walked up to his house to yell at him? To freak out on him. Because I'm hurt, all over again. I walk up to find my boyfriend, yes Peyton that is MY boyfriend is gone. Missing. No where to be found."

"Brooke I'm sorry."

"God dammit Petyon shut up! Just shut the fuck up! He's gone Peyton. I have no idea where he is. I don't know how he is. I don't even know if he is alive! And now I get to have the lovely image of you kissing him, behind my back. All over again."

Brooke had tears streaming down her face.

"Brooke it didn't mean anything. I just.."

"Peyton, spare me the details." Brooke interrupted her.

"At least I told you." Peyton told her. Trying to defend herself.

"Are you kidding me!" Brooke screamed as she slammed her hand down on the table in the kitchen. " Peyton don't even try that with me. You wouldn't of even told me if you weren't drunk that night. You would of kept it another one of your god damn secrets. Don't think you are not a two faced son of bitch Peyton because you are! You are!"

With that Brooke got her coat and stormed out the door.

"Let me talk to her." Haley told Peyton.

"Haley I hope everything is okay." Peyton mumbled with tears in her eyes and walked out the door.

- -

Peyton walked inside and laid on her bed. She wiped away tears from her eyes and called Jake. Yet again.

After a few ring Peyton was about to hang up.

"Hello?" Jake answered.

"H...Hello?" Peyton sat up.

"Peyton?"

"Yeah..um hi." She said.

"Hi."

"Listen I know you don't really want to talk to me."

"Did they find Nathan and Lucas?" Jake interrupted her.

"No, not yet." Peyton answered sadly.

"Listen Peyton. Jenny has a cold and I know I've been blowing you off lately but you have to understand. You hurt me, I just need some time.."

"Do, do you think you could forgive me?"

"Peyton I don't know." Jake told her. " I just need to I don't know. Clear my head."

"Jake, you've had like 5 days to clear your head." Peyton snapped.

"Well sorry it doesn't take me a day to get over the fact that you were with someone else when you slept with me."

"Jake... "

"I'm trying to be as honest and nice about this as I can. I didn't do something wrong here Peyton. You did. I'll call you later."

Click.

Peyton dropped her phone and ran to the bathroom. She searched the cabinet knocking things down.

"God dammit where is it!" Peyton yelled through her tears.

Then she found it. The tiny razor she had made friends with over the few days.

She rolled up her sleeve when she looked at her arm. There were 4 cuts along her arm. Peyton couldn't help it. It was like a drug. She couldn't stop her self from doing it. When she was upset, she took the razor and made a slice on her arm.

She took a deep breathe and pressed down. It gave her pleasure to see the blood squirting out and tears from pain falling from her eyes.

- - -

Brooke sat on the picnic table at the river court with a basketball in one hand. Bottle of vodka in the other. She wiped away a few tears from her eyes after taking another swig out of the bottle, causing her throat to burn.

She looked down at the ball. It was right now the only thing that could remind her of Lucas.

"If I wasn't pregnant, I think I'd be joining you right now." Karen said walking up from behind.

"Oh god. Karen. S..Sorry I just.."

"It won't help." Karen interrupted her pointing at the bottle.

"What are you doing here? It's late." Brooke asked, changing the subject.

"Well I couldn't stand the house being silent. Keith tried to stay awake with me, but he fell asleep. So I decided to come here. Lucas's favorite spot."

"That makes two of us." Brooke agreed as she scooted over when Karen took a seat next to her.

"Brooke you know I care about you. And I think you are such a great person."

"Yeah." Brooke looked over at her.

"And I hate to see you do foolish things." She told her grabbing the bottle from her hand.

"I know, I just needed something to help. I'm sorry. I'm just..." Brooke turned away as she tried to hide the tears. "Sorry." she cried out.

"Brooke you don't have to be sorry." Karen told her rubbing her back. With tears starting to form in her eyes as well.

"You don't need this. I mean he's your son and I'm here crying to you."

"Yes, and I've been crying too. Trust me. You don't have to be sorry Brooke. It's a horrible situation. And my boy's out there, and there's nothing I can do to save him." Karen told her, tears falling from her eyes's now.

Brooke looked at her and grabbed her into a hug.

The two sat there into the night with nothing they can do, but cry and worry.

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