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Here's chapter 8, dedicated to Anonymous, for being the most impatient person I've never met.
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Kevin had been shocked to learn from Nick that someone they trust could be a contributing factor as to why his little brother was no longer in the presence of his family. It infurriated him to know that someone who could find Joe could be right under their noses. He had been pacing for the last half hour, waiting to hear from Big Rob. What he would do if he found out a friend was truley an enemy was still a mystery to him.
Killing him sounded to drastic, although pleasing.
Hurting seemed to be the proper way to go about it.
He'd figure it out when the time came. All he knew at the moment was that he wanted his brother back. Ever since the phone call, and he had heard Joe, talked to Joe, all he wanted was for Joe to be safe.
He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that stayed bottled in the pit of his stomach. Nothing took his mind of Cane's threat to, make him change his mind. He didn't allow his mind to drift to what that meant for Joe.
No matter how sure of himself Joe had sounded, Kevin knew he was scared. Joe was brave. Especially when it came to his family, especially when it came to one of his brothers. But no matter how much courage Joe had within himself, no one could expect him to not be scared.
A mental image of Joe, tied to a chair, with Cane and Blake gathered around him. made Kevin want to scream. He shook the thought from his head and sat down on the bed.
He picked up the remote and hit the power button, hoping the T.V. would be a welcome distraction from his current clouded, gloomy, state of mind.
Flipping through the channels, he realized that it was about as productive as pacing had been. With each press of the button his thoughts drifted to his brother. He couldn't, for the life of him, think of anything else. He changed one more channel and it ended up on the news. He gave up, leaned back and tried to focus on the screen.
His attention was caught when he saw the words, Breaking News, flashing across the bottom of the screen. The report being given fell on deaf ears as Kevin read the small two sentence piece of news:
Teen idol Joe Jonas, of the popular group, the Jonas Brothers, has allegedly been kidnapped. A statement has not yet been released and the source of our information has chosen to remain unknown.
Fear gripped Kevin as read it over and over again. They had discussed this as a family, not to go public with this. Their tour had been dubbed postponed as a result of a family emergency. Though fans were disapointed most seemed to be at least supportive from what he gathered from myspace comments.
He didn't understand this though. Who would of told the media? He knew his parents would have told himself and Nick before they did.
The breaking news alert went away as the reporter addressed it himself. Kevin heard the first few words the man said before his mouth fell open, his body went numb.
On the side of the screen, on a nationally broadcasted news channel, for all the world to see, was a picture of his little brother, tied to a chair.
Cane, he thought grimly.
How could he do this? Now there was no hope of containing this information.
Kevin stood, the feeling in his legs had returned somewhat. As he made his way closer to the T.V. to get a better look at the picture, he heard the door open, then close.
"Hey Kevin, I brought you some..." Nick's words were lost as he looked past his brother to the T.V.
Coffee, Kevin thought to himself as it fell from Nick's hands, leaving a rather large stain on the hotel carpet.
"What the hell is that?" Nick stood next to Kevin, looking at the picture of his other brother on the screen. To his horror Joe looked like he was unconsious.
"I don't know Nick. I just turned it on and there it was," Kevin ran a hand through his hair, reached down, and pressed the off button.
"What're ya doin?"
Kevin put a hand on Nick's shoulder. "Come on man, you know as well as I do that looking at that picture isn't gonna help us one bit."
Nick let out a long heavy sigh.
"Is this why it's so busy outside in the hallway? Why mom and dad won't come out of Big Rob's room to talk to me for two seconds?"
"Wait. You mean they know about this already?" Kevin asked, utterly surprised. "How could they not tell us?"
Kevin walked past Nick, opened the door, and stomped into the hallway. Nick had been right. It was busy. People he had never seen before were walking around, speaking into their walkie talkies.
He pushed his way past each one of them, he could feel his brothers prescence and he knew that Nick was close behind him. When he reached his parents door he didn't bother knocking.
"How longs it been on the news?"
"Kevin," His dad said, getting up from where he was seated, letting go of his mother's hand in the process. "They just told us as well, not but 10 minutes ago. We've been on the phone with the news station ever sense, trying to figure out who took the picture to them."
Convinced that his parents would have told as soon as they could, Kevin calmed down a bit.
"And what did they tell you?" Nick asked his dad.
His dad shook his head. "They don't know who brought it. It was found in a box on the station manager's desk."
"A whole box for just one picure?" Kevin asked, sensing his parents were leaving something out.
He saw his dad's face turn grim and from the corner of his eye, he saw his mother shudder.
"There was a video tape. Nobody watched it yet. It said it was for us, for you Nick, mainly," his dad struggled with every word. Even a completly objective bystander could tell that Paul feared what was on that tape.
"I don't," Nick stuttered, not able to get the words out properly. "Me? But I don't, you don't think they hurt Joe on the tape? Do you?"
Nick looked around at each member of his family, thankfull that Frankie heard none of this conversation. The silence he recieved was answer enough.
"Where's the tape?"
"Rob went to get it. He should be back anytime now," their Dad said, taking his seat back and sliding his hand bakc into Denise's grip.
Nobody sadi anything, and Kevin and Nick stood where they were. Five minutes later the door opened and Big Rob stepped in. Nick eyed the tape in his hand ominously.
"Alright everybody who's last name isn't Jonas, get out," Secruity and hotel personal all vacated the room immediatly.
"Rob," Paul said quietly as Big Rob placed the tape on the table in front of Mr. and Mrs. Jonas. "Keep Frankie out please."
"Sure thing Mr. Jonas."
Big Rob turned and left. The sound of the door shutting echoed off the walls in the silent room.
Kevin and Nick looked at eachother, then at the tape.
Paul and Denise looked at eachother and then at the tape.
Everyone seemed to hold there breath as Paul stood, grabbed the tape, and slid it into the VCR. He pressed play, and to Kevin and Nick's horror, Joe was staring back at them.
Dun, Dun, Dunnn.
I know it's kinda mean to leave it there, but hey, thats just the way I roll.
I promise if I don't update tomrrow then I will FIRST thing Friday, after school.
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