"It's been two weeks Wells, let him go. Don't you have enough to be satisfied? What more do you need from him?!"
"I will never let him go. Why do you care so much, he was going to leave us again! This time for good!"
"You don't know that! Allen may have been trying to make things better not worse! You're the one to stubborn to believe any different!"
"Mind your mouth bitch, if you had been able to get Wyatt or Red to do as you wanted..."
"They won't and do you know why?! Because you have kidnapped him! Saffire will not negotiate and neither will her brother! Dre will come after him, he has never left Allen behind in anything!"
"I don't care, they can try to take him from me. I'll make sure they all pay for their treachery."
A.J. squinted through the bright light blaring down on him. Shifting on the bed, he bit back a gasp of pain. Swallowing the sound that rose in his throat, A.J. tried to push back the nausea that threatened to choke him. Shivering, he slowly turned his head to see his right leg still chained to the wall. "Two weeks, Frannie said two weeks. Dre wouldn't leave me here, h-he wouldn't..." A.J. broke off as he thought about his friends. Were they looking for him? Did they think he'd just run off to protect them? And not for the first time since Wells found him, he wondered in Shinsuke was safe. If he were safe that meant Dre and Sadie would be coming for him.
"Allen, a-are you awake?"
A.J. slowly turned his head towards the soft voice, frowning at the bright red hair and bright eyes. "S-saffire?" She had found him already, he was going to be safe, he was...
"No, honey, I-I'm sorry, it's just me, Frannie."
Blinking, A.J. searched the concerned face above him, tears welling in his eyes. "Let me go home Frannie. Please, m-my family and friends..."
"We are the only family or friends you need my sweet Allen."
A.J. stiffened at the sound of Wells voice. He watched as Fran slowly eased back from him. He saw the flash of fear that crossed her face and knew...that as long as Wellington could move he could still hurt them. Easing back on the bed, A.J. sucked in a harsh breath as his left arm screamed in pain. "You broke my fucking arm bastard." A.J. tried to hold in a gasp of pain as the cuff around his ankle tightened. "What the fuck is wrong with you, why would you do something like this?"
"You should have listened to me. I'm so sorry baby, I didn't mean to hurt you, honest. You were being so fucking difficult though. You just wouldn't listen to me."
Flinching back from the man in front of him, A.J. tried to still the roiling of his stomach. "Let me go Wells, you know Dre and Shin won't leave me here in Japan. They'll be looking for me."
"They think you've run away. That you left with their best interests at heart."
A.J. peered at the dark corner Wells pointed to. "My luggage." Shinsuke wouldn't believe it, he knew how much the contract with WWE meant to him. "Neither of them will believe that! Especially not Dre, we grew up together, he knows me better than any..." He broke off with a cry of pain as Wells grabbed his broken arm. "Wells, please...y-you're hurting me."
"They have already left Japan, you should have known I would make sure they could not find you."
A.J. felt his stomach twist, Shinsuke wouldn't have left him here. Not after everything they've gone through and Dre...he knew his childhood friend wouldn't leave him as well. Glaring up at Wells, A.J. jerked on his arm. "You're lying, Dre wouldn't leave me and neither would Shin." He flinched back from the man in front of him, holding in his gasp of pain. "Dre's followed us everywhere we've traveled, so you're lying when you say he's left the country without me!" A.J. didn't back down as Wells tightened his hold on A.J.'s arm. "Dre is my brother...my real family...he wouldn't leave me here."
"You're so sure he cares more about you than that whore of a sister, hmmm?"
"Don't fucking call Sadie that, she is not a whore." Voice low, A.J. felt his temper rise at the statement. "You don't even fucking know Sadie."
"What ever you want to believe, either way you won't be going anywhere anytime soon. So get comfortable honey, you're going to need your rest. Round three will start in a few!"
A.J. fought back a shiver of fear as he watched Wells leave the room. Looking over at his luggage, he tried to see which bags Wells had taken. "He forgot it." His travel bag wasn't with the small pile. "Shin knows..."
"Allen, you need to leave."
Blinking in surprise, A.J. looked up at Fran. "How the fuck am I suppo..." He looked down as the cuff on his ankle opened. Looking up at Fran, he frowned. "What's the fucking trick Frannie. You let me go, I run and he comes after me again?"
"No, you need to go back home Allen, this life was never meant for you. Neither of us should have ever gotten involved with Wells. I'll help you to the nearest village then you can call Dre. Your picture has been all over the news, someone is bound to be able to help you."
A.J. gingerly made his way off of the bed. Looking over at Fran then his luggage, he frowned. "I need a change of clothes first."
"I will wait over by the door."
A.J. turned to watch her as she walked to the other side of the room. "Fran, what are you going to do? You know what he'll do if he finds out you helped me leave."
"I am no longer worried about Beaureaguard Wellington III."
A.J. felt a small smile tilt the corners of his mouth up. "Good girl." He said softly as he went through his bags. He needed to find something baggy and warm. Wincing as his left arm bumped into his clothing bag, A.J. spotted the small carrying Shinsuke packed. "Better yet, I'll take this bag." He turned to Fran once he'd slipped the strap over his head, draping it across his chest and out of the way of his arm. Searching for a jacket or hoodie, A.J. frowned as Fran let out a soft whistle. "What is it Frannie?"
"Looks like Wells and his father may have plans tonight."
"Thank god, maybe I can get out of here without any problems." A.J. grabbed a dark hoodie and turned to Fran. "I'm ready when you are." He limped over to the door, breathing labored as he tried to ignore the pain racing across his back, right leg, and left arm.
"I'll make sure to get you to the first village, after that..."
"I'm on my own...gotcha." A.J. followed Faith out of the room and down the hall. He glanced through the partially open door to the living room, making sure to keep to the shadows as much as possible. He could hear Wells father telling him that selling the contracts was the best thing Wells could do.
"I don't want to sell them though! There's no benefit to me if I do!"
"That is not my concern. My concern is the amount of money you're spending and it is not your money that is being spent!"
A.J. started when a hand landed on his shoulder. Turning, he nodded as Fran motioned him to follow her. Once they'd made it past the living room and down to the garage, A.J. let out a soft sigh. "Stay here Frannie, I can find my way as long as I have a car."
"Take mine, he wont notice it missing and I've never really liked it anyway."
A.J. took the keys to her Honda, sighing in relief. "Thank you no go back inside before he starts looking for you." He gave Fran a quick hug before unlocking the car and getting in. "Don't stay Frannie, you need to get away from him as soon as possible." He watched as she nodded, stepping back with a small wave. Starting the car, he put it in drive and took off. He knew what Fran said but they both knew Wellington better. If she had actually come up missing along with A.J... "Good luck Frannie, I'm on my way home."