Chapter 7 – Hard to Watch
Kelsey's POV:
Everyone is sitting in the living room, just silent. Bam is pacing back and forth with his hands in his face.
"What the hell are we waiting for?" he screams.
Almost as if on cue, there is a knock on the door. Bam is hesitant, but answers it after a few seconds.
There is no one there, he looks down and sees a DVD on the floor. Once he picks it up, he just walks over to the TV and immediately puts it in the DVD player.
I am horrified by what I see. Brandon is bound to a chair and slumped forward, he looks so sick and I cannot help but start to cry a little. My father emerges from off-screen.
"Hey Kelsey, do you miss your daddy? Do you wish you listened to me now? I warned you to stay away from him and now you can witness his demise."
Bam grabs my hand; I don't even look at him. I can't tear my eyes away from the screen; I cover my face with my other hand but remain staring at the television. The man who restrained me comes into the screen and I cringe at what I see.
He is holding a baseball bat. He flashes it at the camera and smiles. My father grabs Brandon by the hair and pulls his head back.
"Is there anything you would like to say, Novak?" He is silent at first, but eventually answers and speaks to the camera.
"Kelsey, don't look for me! I'll be fine, just forget about me!"
"I wouldn't count on that!" Immediately after saying that, the man starts beating Brandon with the baseball bat. I can't stop myself from screaming out a little bit. He hit anywhere he possibly could, the stomach, legs, arms, even trying to get his back. He stops abruptly and looks at my father, then at the camera.
"We're saving the best for last Kelsey. I hate to see you suffer baby girl, I really do, but I need to make sure you never end up like your mother. I need to make sure that no drug addict ever goes near you ever again!" With that, he takes the baseball bat from the man and delivers one swift blow to Brandon's head. The chair he is sitting on falls over and he is knocked unconscious. The recording stops and the screen goes black.
No one speaks, a few people are crying, including myself. Bam is still grasping my hand tightly. All of the stress and pressure is too much for me; I break away from Bam and run out the door. Bam runs after me and doesn't catch me until we reach the spot where Brandon was abducted.
"You really think you're protecting me?" I yell into the air, not expecting anyone to answer. "You killed my best friend! You've never been my father!" I shout this as loud as I can until Bam just grabs me and hugs me.
"Kelsey, we'll find him!"
"How? We don't even know where he is!" He doesn't answer; he just continues to hold me. I look onto the street and see the tire tracks where the van drove off. I run as far as the tracks go and stop when I can't see them anymore. Bam follows me. I pull out my phone and check the map of the streets.
"Oh my gosh, I know where he is." I say.
"What? How do you know?"
"The tracks stop here, they turned on this street and continued straight. If you continue on this street for about 30 miles, you'll come to an abandoned warehouse that used to be for cosmetics."
"Why would he be there?"
"Oh come on, where else would he be? It's convenient and isolated. Listen, we have to go back to the house. I'll let everyone know what to do and then you have to drive me there."
"Why?"
"I have a plan."
So sorry for not uploading in a while! I was convinced no one was reading this but once I got a bunch of emails that this story was added to their favorites and story alert list I immediately started writing it again! I'll try to be more consistent!