Thanks to all of you wonderful reviewers, I'm actually updating before the weekend. But really, thank you guys so much for reviewing. It made me smile real big, and it got you a quicker update.
So heres chapter 5.
Enjoy.
Watching one little brother pass out and thinking about your other little brother in the hands of a homicidal maniac and his son isn't exactly a fun thing to do. Nobody knows this fact better than Kevin Jonas. From the time he realized Joe was missing to the time they had Nick laying on his bed, getting examined by a doctor, all he wanted to do was scream.
Or maybe it was cry. Maybe both. All he knew was that he wanted his brothers to be okay. He was thankful that Cane didn't take Nick, but he still couldn't grasp the fact that they had taken Joe.
He wondered why in the world they hadn't found Joe yet. They didn't have that much of a head start, and if he knew Joe, which he did, then he knew that he wouldn't be taking this whole kidnapping thing lightly. His brother would give them a hard time and he knew it. That was what scared him the most though. He didn't want those men to hurt Joe, but he could only pray that his brother would be calm enough to keep himself safe.
He sat against the wall, head in his hands, and waited. He waited for the doctor to come out so he could go in. He waited for his dad to run down the hall and say, 'We found Joe, and he's okay.' He waited for someone to tell him that his brother's were going to be fine. Something deep down though, told him that this wasn't going to end fine.
Tears were brimmed in the corners of his eyes by the time he heard the dorr open. He immediatly got to his feet to confront the doctor, wiping his eyes in the process.
"He's okay right? I mean come on, he has to be right?"
The doctor smiled and put his hand on worried young man's shoulder.
"Your brother is fine. He hit his head fairly hard, which is part of the reason he passed out. I'd like him to stay in bed and relax. He's been through a lot."
"He sure has," Kevin said. "But you said 'part' of the reason he passed out?"
"Yes. Well he's extremely stressed, which is understandable, and I think combining that with the worry for his other brother was just to much for the kid."
Kevin nodded. That was completly understandable. Who wouldn't be stressed after havign your brother get kidnapped in front of you?
"Did you tell him anything?"
The doctor shook his head, "No. I thought it would be best if it came from a family member. But he is awake, and he is asking."
"Thank you doctor. My parents are in the room right there," he pointed a little ways down the hall, "I'm sure you'll want to talk to them."
"Thanks, and I hope everything works out well with both of your brothers. You'll have my prayers."
Kevin shook the doctors hand, thanked him again, and turned to face Nick's door. This wasn't going to be easy.
Nick sat up the second he heard the creak of the door, signalling the entry of his oldest brother. He notcied, once Kevin was under the light, that he looked awful. Almost like he'd been, crying?
Kevin put on a small smile, although Nick saw right through it.
"I'm glad your alright Nick. I was so worried. We all were."
"I'm not gonna be alright until someone tells me what the hell is going on," Nick said. He didn't want to sound mean but all he wanted was to know where his brother was.
Kevin sat down on the bed that Nick currently occupied, thinking of how to word his response. He knew that no matter how he put it, Nick wasn't going to feel any different.
"We haven't heard anything yet. They can't find him anywhere Nick. It's like they just took him and vanished."
"So, so it wasn't a nightmare? They really took Joe?" Nick put his hand over his eyes. None of this was what he wanted to hear.
Kevin moved closer to Nick and placed an arm around his shoulders, "I'm sorry you had to go through this buddy. But come on, Joe's strong, he'l be okay. The police will find him. It'l all be okay."
"How can you know that? What if it's not okay? This is my fault, it's all my fault."
"No it's not, don't say that. This isn't your fault at all. How could it be."
"They took him becasue he wouldn't let them take me. Don't you see that? He stopped them from hurting me, they couldn't get me, so they took him."
Kevin shook his head. He knew that Nick would do this.
"Nick you gotta stop. You know that Joe cares more about you than himself," Kevin grabbed Nick's chin, forcing him to look at him. He needed to get his point across firmly.
"No matter what you think or what you tell yourself, Joe wants it this way. You being safe is what he cares about, so please Nick, stop blaming yourself. Joe wouldn't want you too. Now just have faith and pray that this turns out the way we want."
Nick looked at his brother. Kevin was crying as he talked about Joe. He knew this was just as hard on him. When Kevin was finished talking, Nick knew he was right. He had nothing to say though. So he did the only thing he could do.
He hugged his brother for dear life and wished like hell he could hug his other one.
Later that night the thunder outside woke Kevin and Nick at the same time. They had been emotionally drained after there heart to heart and had fallen asleep.
"Can we go see mom and dad?" Nick asked. "I wanna see if they heard anything about Joe."
"Sure kiddo," Kevin answered him, though he knew that if news of Joe had been called in that they would have been told.
When they walked into their parents room the mood was very similliar to their own. Nick walked over to his mom, who was sitting by the window, starring at her hands. She stood when she saw him standing their. The hug they sharred was silent but needed.
Kevin sat next to his father at the table. He could tell his had been crying, and he noticed that he looked older than he had a few hours earlier.
"Nothing?"
"They called, but only to tell us that they're not any closer to finding him than when they started."
"They have tp find him dad. This is killing me and Nick. I can't stand not knowing where my brother is," Kevin felt the familiar sting in his eyes, and knew it was only a matter of time before his tears would be flowing.
His dad put a comforting hand on his son's arm, "Just wait and pray. That's all we can do."
"But dad," Kevin said, his voice cracking. "What if they hurt him?"
His dad had no answer. Kevin needed to be alone, well he needed to be with his brother, but since he couldn't be, alone would have to do. He was terrified that those men were going to do something to his happy-go-lucky brother that would make not so happy-go-lucky anymore.
Everything was fuzzy at first. He felt like he was seeing everything through a haze. His head hurt and he was fairly sore from his scuffle with the over sized piece of white trash that was trying to hurt his brother.
He felt like they were moving but he knew that he himself was still. A fact that his pounding head thanked him for. He was thankful that Nick wasn't with him once he realized that Blake was tying his hands behind his back. At least he knew Nick was safe.
"Your gonna pay for hitting me, you little punk," Blake told him as he tightened the rope a little too tight.
Joe laguhed softly, his sarcastic mouth ready to go, "I'm sure you will big guy. Cause we both know you did such a good job earlier at kickin my ass. You even had your daddy come watch, oh wait, he wasn't watching, he was saving you."
He was rewared with a hard blow right to the mouth. He grunted slightly, "Jeeze dude, are the rings really nessesary?"
"Completly."
A short time later, they arrived at there destination. Joe was led into a nasty looking old apartment building in a part of town he'd never seen before. Once inside, he was tied ruffly to the most uncomfortable chair he'd ever sat on.
He couldn't help but think that this all seemed like a scene out of a movie.
"Hey!" Joe yelled when Cane reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He recieved a smack to the face as payment.
"Now how about we call that big brother of yours?"
Joe just glared.
Kevin sat by the window, staring out at the cars that slowing passed by the hotel. It was so quiet in the room, he could practically here his own thoughts. He was so startled his when his phone rang out and broke the silence.
He slowly grabbed the phone from his pocket and looked at the screen, not wanting to talk to anybody.
His heart stopped and his breath caught in his throat when he read the screen.
Joe.