Fist off; I am soooooo supr sorry that this story has not been updated in such a freaking long time!!!
NO excuses... I just got bored with it... But that doesn't mean I'm not continuing it... Ok to Chapter 14 now...
Chapter 14; Memories.
Chazz spun around; his heart had stopped for the moment.
"Wha-what are you doing here?" He demanded answers from the two figures.
"You expect us not to be?" A somewhat sarcastic tone was added to it.
A smile broke Chazz's lips.
"I guess you are right…Jaden."
The smile faded.
"You shouldn't be here, you know what my bothers-. "
He cut himself off, could he still refer to them as his brothers?
"-What Slade and Jagger are capable of."
"Then why are you here Chazz?"
"I need to save Alexis."
"Chazz, Slade and Jagger have guns!! You're expecting to beat that?"
"Yes…"
"What?"
"Because, now…I have one as well…" Chazz raised his right arm, revealing the gun in his hand. "And so does Alexis…"
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Alexis continued through the forest.
Was Chazz okay??
She hoped so.
What was going to happen next??
She didn't know.
"Chazz, please be okay."
Please be okay. Alexis slowed her pace; she didn't want to trip and fall… again.
There was a rustle in the bushes and she yelped, running faster.
One thing that she needed to yell at the architects who designed Duel Academy about; make the dorms closer to the main building.
Screw tripping over on a tree root or something, run your ass off getting away from the maniacs who are trying to rape you…
She saw the main building about a hundred yards in front of her.
She quickened her pace even more.
Then someone grabbed her around the waist and slammed her onto the ground, a body got on top of her and a hand muffled the scream that she let out.
She looked at her attacker; Slade Princeston was on top of her.
He bent down and whispered into her ear.
"You're not going to get away this time."
Was he going to do it here?
In the forest?
On the ground?
Here?
Now?
Her hand slipped down to where the gun was in the blazer pocket.
It was there…
Now it wasn't.
"When did I lose-?"
Her thought was interrupted when lips came crashing onto hers and her hands were pried together above her head.
"NO!!" Her mind screamed. "I don't want this, I don't want this!!"
She turned her head away, he followed, making sure she didn't escape his touch.
Soon, he had her hands tied with a vine and she was gagged with a piece of the blazer that Slade had torn off.
Now, she was in trouble.
Meanwhile
Jagger watched Zane, Jaden and Chazz talking.
Chazz had just told them he and Alexis had guns.
Had is such a lovely word, considering the fact that he found Alexis's after she tripped.
How unfortunate she never noticed.
Also, he un-jammed his other gun so now he had two.
Now to finish this.
The boys were such…
Sitting ducks.
"We need to be cautious you guys, they could ambush us." Chazz said, the natural pain killer that his body made for his arm and leg was wearing off and he was feeling the full extent of the injury.
It hurt like a bitch.
Zane had made sling for his arm and a tourniquet for his leg to help stop the extensive bleeding that was occurring.
Either that and the muffed screams of pain, the boys hardly said anything.
Jaden helped Chazz stand up and he and Zane helped Chazz walk as they began their long journey back to the Academy's main building.
Almost…
A gunshot sounded.
Zane reeled backwards, collapsing onto the ground. Blood dripped to the ground from a puncture in his back.
Jaden turned around, gaping.
A figure appeared behind him and another gunshot sounded, Jaden slumped onto the ground.
Jagger was behind the boy, the gun in his hands.
Chazz stared at him as he pulled a cloth out of his pocket, it was soaked with something.
Out of nowhere, he felt the cloth clamp around his nose and mouth.
It smelled horrible, but he was feeling tired and all.
He found himself on the ground, right on top of Jaden; he landed on his leg and let out a quiet cry of pain.
Everything was going blank and he saw Jagger's face starring down at him.
It was…
Cold,
Wet,
Dark,
Where was he?
His brothers drugged him; that was the most logical answer.
He felt sick,
Nauseous.
His leg was a bitch.
Where was he?
Hell?
No, Hell wasn't supposed to be like this.
Alexis woke up, where was she?
It was a dark room; next to her was a night table, on the other side was a TV stand.
She was lying on a bed.
Bed??
She struggled, panicky, only to be disappointed when she discovered she was tied to the headboard with ropes.
Also, the blazer she had been previously wearing had been torn off and was nailed the wall, slashed into pieces with a sharp object.
'Oh God, oh God!!' She thought, denying it all. She wasn't here; she was probably oversleeping, like before.
She wasn't here.
That was when the door to the room burst open, Slade and Jagger walked in, carrying a slumped, unconscious body into the room and slammed it into a chair, the figure grunted, but didn't move.
They strapped him onto the chair with ropes.
"I see the chloroform finally wore off Slade," Jagger told him, Slade turned and smirked.
Alexis gulped; she should have pretended to still be unconscious.
Out of nowhere, he jumped on to of her, a whimper escaped her lips and she slammed her eyes shut.
"Open your eyes, bitch!!"
Unwillingly, she did.
The first thing she saw was Slade's face, he was too close.
His eyes turned their attention to her breasts.
He was about to bite one when Jagger interrupted.
"Slade, didn't we agree, Chazz was going to watch this?"
"Yes, we did, but I really don't want to wait long. Do you have any idea how hard I am getting?"
Slade was impatient, he wanted to cause Alexis pain… NOW.
He was sick of waiting.
For some reason, Alexis was hoping that Chazz wasn't going to wake up for a while.
Darkness,
Memories,
Things he hated.
He had loved them, they were his family.
The only family figures he ever had.
They were never like this so why?
They were his brothers, he loved them.
Yet they hated him.
And he didn't know why.
Flashback; Begin
His father was the town drunkard. The filthy rich alcoholic. Every single night, it was the same, until that one day.
He was ten years old at the time, but he knew what all the bad things were. He knew what alcohol smelt like; he knew what drugs were, since they were trafficked by his father. He knew what sex and rape was, along with all the terms that went along with the words. He loathed the smell of alcohol, so everyday when he got home from grade school and smelt it, he immediately turned around and headed toward a friends house.
But this time, when he entered the house and smelt it, he dropped his backpack and turned to leave. A large hand wrapped around his face and he was pulled back into the house. The well known assailant threw him across the foyer and into a wall.
The large hand returned, wrapping around his neck tightly. Chazz said nothing. "And just where have you been all fucking day brat?!" His father seemed to roar.
"I was at school father." Chazz replied his father had loosened his grip around his neck so he could speak. He was emotionless. It was sad for a boy his age to sound so… It was something he had learned from all the years of abuse from his father.
"School, ah fuck school, you don't need it, just drop out and marry a rich girl, then divorce her. Then you get half of the money. But of course, if you kill her, you get all of it." A devious smirk broke onto his face. "It's what got us here, in the rich hills where people are always working in their huge corporations and are not home, it's the perfect place to do all the fun things I want." Fun was a poisonous word for Chazz; it meant hundreds of words to him. His father's definition of fun was sex, drugs, cash, rape, murder and abusing him. Only him; never Slade or Jagger.
"Father, can I please leave?" Chazz asked he knew it was a big risk to ask his father anything like that, but sometimes his father was too drunk to notice and let him. This was not one of those times. His father smashed his body onto the floor and began beating him with a barrage of punches and slaps. Then he began to savagely kick Chazz in the face and head.
A fist slammed into Chazz's face, breaking his jaw. Then he kneed in the stomach hard. He felt the metallic tasting liquid come into his mouth. He let the red sticky ooze slowly drip down his lips. His father punched him in the chest, breaking a few ribs and causing his heart to skip a beat. Not good. Father grabbed a fist full of Chazz's dark locks and slammed him into the wall.
"Do you want to leave now?" His father asked Chazz shook his head slowly. He was dropped and his father turned. "Good, now go upstairs and get out of that thing. Then come back downstairs and clean up this mess." Chazz got up weakly; he had to use the wall as a support. He tried to balance, but it didn't really work. He fell onto the floor; his father was obviously annoyed by this. He grabbed Chazz by the hair once again and was about to punch the young boy once more, but something happened…
The worst possible thing happened, the door bell rang. Chazz turned his head to look at the front door. His father opened it, making sure his body was in front of Chazz's fallen one. "Good afternoon Mr. Princeston, is Cha-kun home??" Chazz's eyes widened, it was Seiushi Mathews. His anime-obsessed friend, it was actually logic that she loved anime, she had grew up on it, her parents being manga artists and all. She also called him Cha-kun a lot, kun being a term of endearment.
"S-Sei-ushi…" It hurt to talk, but he needed to warn her. "Get away, he's dangerous." It was barely a whisper, no wonder she didn't hear him. His father looked at her, a look that Chazz knew well, a look that he gave his victims. He knew what his father was planning.
"Oh, why yes he is home, come on in." His father said in a seductively sweet voice, Seiushi smiled and entered the house. He closed the door behind her making sure to lock it; he didn't want anyone to interfere with his fun.
His twisted fun…
Seiushi saw Chazz on the floor. "Cha-kun!!" She shouted, running over to the injured boy. "Are you okay??"
"Sei…ushi." Chazz could hardly say anything. But he had to warn her, she had to get out of this house. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled her closer, close enough so he could whisper into her ear. "Get... out of here… before he… kills you too."
She looked at him, not really understanding what he meant. "K-kill m-?" She began, but was cut off when Chazz's father pulled her out of his grip.
"Well let's see… how should I send you off?" He asked himself, a sadistic smile tugging at his lips. Sending her off meaning to kill her. Chazz knew the expression well. "Definitely not in one piece." Chazz looked at his father, who held a struggling Seiushi in one hand. He had to do something before everything got out of control.
But it already was.
"I know… I'll send you off in style." Chazz's heart almost stopped, he knew damn well what his father meant by that. His father was going to…
"Father… don't." He began; his father didn't even look at him. He couldn't care less if Chazz pleaded or not, he knew what he wanted. What he wanted was illegal. After all, she was a minor.
Chazz's father ignored him. It wasn't anything unexpected, of course he would ay no attention to the young boy. "Please… father, don't," Chazz was answered this time… by a swift kick to the side; it threw him across the foyer.
Then Chazz's father grabbed him and Seiushi and begun to drag them upstairs. Seiushi tried to kick him but couldn't. He dragged them both up to his room and threw them both against the wall. Chazz grabbed Seiushi, trying to protect her, but he knew it would be useless.
"Cha-kun, what's going on?" She asked, holding onto his shoulder. Chazz didn't know what to say, what could he say? That his father was planning to do something bad to her, and then kill them both probably? That his father was a crazy maniac? Chazz tried to calm down, he had to think of a way to get out of this little mess that Chazz's father disappeared. But he returned before Chazz could take advantage of the short time they had had to escape. In Princeton's hands were coils of rope and twine.
Chazz's mind. Strangulation, whipping, Rape, Murder? They were just a few, Chazz didn't know what to do at the moment, he was only a child after all.
Chazz's father pulled a chair from the corner of the room. He grabbed Chazz away from Seiushi and tied him onto the chair, he struggled, but his father hit him hard. The force made the chair to collapse and fall. Seiushi jumped up and went to run out the door, even though it was closed. She tried to unlock it but Chazz's father grabbed her and forced her onto the bed.
"FATHER STOP IT!!" Chazz screamed; it was the loudest he could go. His father looked at him. He stomped over to Chazz and looked down at him. He towered over the young boy. Chazz gulped. Out of nowhere his father kicked him in the gut hard. The chair and the boy flew backwards, slamming into the closet door
His father dealt another fury of blows. Chazz could see Seiushi escape in the corner of his eye. As soon as Chazz's father realized that she was gone, he flew into an even greater rage. He ran out his bedroom door and down the stairs.
Chazz, who had broken free of his binds, crawled into the closet. He was too weak to go anywhere else.
Disappointment struck Chazz when his father carried Seiushi back into the room. Chazz watched as his father threw her onto the bed and bound her to the bed posts. Then he saw that Chazz wasn't tied to the chair anymore.
He screamed in anger, throwing the empty chair at the wall.
It shattered on contact.
Chazz could see the fear in Seiushi's eyes as Chazz's father was back on top of her.
"Stop…" Chazz's voice failed him once more. "Father…" It wasn't a sound, no sound came from Chazz's mouth, even though his mind was screaming it. "Stop…" But his father didn't.
He ripped off the young girls clothes.
That's when Seiushi screamed as loud as she could.
Chazz's father slapped her and she stopped, he bounded her hands to the frame of the bed and left, most likely to look for Chazz. He was mad, that was how it was. Chazz staggered out of the closet as quietly as he could. He went to Seiushi and tried to cut the strong ropes. When he finally got through them and the two young children ran into Chazz's room for the moment. Chazz went through his drawers quickly and found a shirt and pants for Seiushi to wear. She put them on silently.
The two children didn't say anything, it was better that way, this way they could listen for Chazz's father, who was cursing obscene things about Chazz downstairs in the kitchen… no family room… He couldn't tell.
He and Seiushi looked at the only way of escape that they had with no chances of getting found by his father… The window. There was part of the roof right outside it, it was not that dangerous to be on…
They both were on the roof and toward the back of the house, just incase his father where to come and search the outside of the house…
"Seiushi, are you okay?" He asked the trembling girl, she nodded slowly.
"Y-yes." She stuttered, trying to remain calm, but she knew it wasn't working.
Chazz's arm refused to move, so he looked around, was there a way to get off the roof that he didn't think of.
"Cha-kun, what's wrong?" She asked, looking worriedly at him.
"Nothing, I'm fine..." It was a lie, but Chazz didn't want to worry her. "I just can't move my arm..." That's when he remembered that documentary thing that they were shown in class just a few days ago... It was an old thing that he didn't really pay attention to, but he did look at a little bit of it.
It had to do with nothing to do with the things they were learning so he had no idea why the class was watching it...
Anyway, it had something to do with the human body and arms and something about if the arm wasn't moving, it could have been dislocated... and something about it being able to be slipped back into the socket.
"Seiushi..." Chazz began, she looked at him. "I need you to grab my arm and pull it up..."
"Huh?"
"I think that my shoulder is dislocated... if that is the case, when the arm is raised, the bone will slip back into the socket... I hope" Chazz explained, wondering if Seiushi understood all this... She was a grade below him...
"Ok," Seiushi held his arm gently and they lifted up, Chazz had remembered almost the whole part of the explanation... and they never mentioned the excruciating pain that would come, though Chazz thought, it should have come as obvious...
Chazz grunted as the pain surged through him. Seiushi looked at him, wondering if she should stop. Chazz read her mind, "I'm fine Seiushi..."
They continued and Chazz finally heard a loud crack. He felt his arm shake and he regained control of his arm, he moved it, testing it and making sure that it would work properly and not give out again.
When it did, he looked around, a tree was at the far end of the house, about five feet away if they jumped onto the nearest branch, which was probably too weak to hold either one of the children.
Chazz heard a noise behind them, the two children turned around, Chazz's father stood there, a gun in his hand, pointing at the two.
"Now," He said, "You two have overdone it enough, now I am going to end this."
This was a pointless game of cat and mouse. Chazz finally figured it all out. He should have known. His father knew that they would come onto the roof. He knew that they would be here.
That they would come here.
Chazz stepped in front of Seiushi. He felt the need to protect her, even though, he knew that he probably couldn't. This situation was far to out of his control. Then again, he never had any control over this situation.
"Lets go." Chazz's father ordered, Chazz grabbed Seiushi's hand, and began to pull her and they walked toward the madman slowly, trying to increase the possibility of someone seeing them and calling the police.
But Chazz had to admit to himself, he had the worst luck out of anyone he knew.
They were inside Chazz's room once more and then his father finally lost it, if he hadn't already, he jumped onto Chazz and began beating him even more. It was obvious that he was extremely enraged.
Chazz didn't scream, but he tried to get his father off. His father was very strong, so it was hardly possible to even think of it. That was when Chazz could have sworn he heard the front door open, but he didn't hear anything else, was he imagining things? He was getting hit in the head to much, it was painful, yet he couldn't scream.
That's when he heard Seiushi scream, he looked at her, she was being held by Slade and Jagger. "No!" Chazz screamed. He tried to break away, but his father was to strong.
They held her and Chazz struggled to try to break free and get to her, but he couldn't. "No," he cried, trying to brake out of his fathers grip. "Put her down!" He was begging them. "Don't hurt her."
That was when the gun went off, when Chazz's brothers just smirked, when he was just slammed onto the rug and forced to see the young nine-year-old bleeding on the floor, motionless.
Dead.
Chapter 14 is finally up and everything...
Now, you know the truth of Chazz's tragic past. The memories that he was hiding for 4 long years...