Well, since I got 19 reviews within 10 hours on the last chapter, I decided to raise the bar of comments. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to keep up with chapters…hope you understand. So 12 reviews to the next.
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Michi

Nick's POV

Shortly after mom had called the police I heard her sobbing. I immediately dropped my pencil on my homework and ran downstairs.

She was sitting in the kitchen her head in her hands, crying like she never had.

I sat down next to her, hugging her trying to get a clue what the police told her. The way she was crying it could've been something like Troy was gone…but I hoped he wouldn't. I couldn't risk losing my big brother. Although we hadn't spend much time the past two years or even the weeks he spent at our house, but he still was my brother.

I tried my best to calm my mom down again and after what seemed like hours she finally found her voice again. She sniffed and then sat up again.

"They…they said they can't go to your father's house since some blood on his shelve isn't enough. Not even his hesitating is proving…they can't do anything…" She left the kitchen sobbing and walked up the stairs.

I remained sitting on the kitchen stool, my fist clenched and my eyes wide. All the anger I had developed against my dad for letting me stay with mom suddenly increased as I realized how clever things were. – For him…

Chad, Gabby and me were sure that Troy had to be with him. The blood on his shelves for sure was Troy's…but there needed to be a way to prove this.

Suddenly it made click in my head and I knew what to do…

Troy's POV

When I had woken up, I had been alone in my room. Gladly!

I was sitting at the desk, writing down something on a piece of paper, while making a draft on the bottom of the page. Suddenly the door to my room was opened and slammed closed immediately.

I turned around and saw my dad standing in my room, red with fury, his breathing fast. I swallowed. – I knew he had to get rid of his anger. And coincidently I was in the same room as he was.

Jack's POV

I just got home from the hospital, Sarah still hadn't given birth to our two daughters and her mood swings weren't bearable. She had managed to get me angry within five minutes and I had left the hospital.

I needed to take my anger out and what a coincidence. – Troy was at the house…I smiled at him.

"Stand up and come here!" I saw his eyes widen as he stood up, laying the pencil he was holding aside and slowly step towards me. "HURRY UP!" I shouted at him and he flinched.

He sped up and when he was standing in front of me I raised my hand and slapped him. It felt good to do it again.

He winced in pain and brought his hand up to his stinging cheek.

I laughed and did it again and again until his cheek was burning red and the tears were pricking in his eyes.

I waited for him to catch his breath. "Take your shirt off. I'll be back in a second and if you try to leave you'll get it even worse." I glared at him and walked out of the room. Entering the room opposite of the boy's and got the belt. - The one that I had used so often to get the boy to do what I wanted him to do.

When I came back to the room, Troy stood there, looking a bit exhausted and his shirt lying on the bed. You could former scars and bruises on his chest and the bandage on his forearm.

"Turn around." His eyes widened when he saw the belt in my hand and gulped. "WILL YOU!?" Finally he slowly turned around, closing his eyes and biting his lip, slowly the blood begin to come to the surface again as he bit the crust open.

I didn't hesitate and raised my arm and brought it back down, the belt soaring through the air and hitting his back with force. - The metal piece leaving a red mark while the leather slightly cut the skin on his back.

He hissed and pressed his eyes closed again.

I continued my actions, watching him wincing in pain every time the metal hit his spine or his showing bones.

After a large amount of hits, his knees gave in and he sank down on the floor on his knees. As I continued to hit him, he bend forward to support himself with his arms, but since his left forearm wasn't proper he broke down soon. It only took a few more hits and he sank down on the floor. Nevertheless I continued, I needed to take my anger out and since he was there already…

After some time his back was covered in small cuts from the leather and red marks and bruised created by the metal piece. He lay on the floor cringing on pain and hissing, tears already dropping on the carpet.

I turned and got the various sheets from his desk. – They all fell on the floor. – I sat down on the desk and watching him for while. My anger already going down and my breathing returning back to normal.

I decided to leave for the hospital again and as I walked past Troy I heard him whisper "Bastard" to me. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" He would pay for these words and I raised the belt once again, hitting him all over his back. – He was screaming and wincing in pain.

Finally he shut up and I lay the belt on his bed. I looked him all over. There were some more cuts on his arms and back now…

No One's POV

Jack finally left the room again, locking the door and making his way to the hospital.

While Troy lay on the floor, tears cascading down his face nonstop as his back hurt like hell, the cold air around him not easing the pain. He was unable to move, he had no strength. It took his whole strength to breathe normally, which wasn't easy between sobbing and crying in agony. Couching as the tears floated his throat. He closed his eyes tight, blocking out his surroundings, trying to ignore the pain, wishing he could leave this horrible place. Wishing his razor was with him…

What Troy hadn't noticed was that the sheets that his father had threw down from the desk had fallen down, the one he had been writing and drawing on earlier covering the razor blade…

He cried himself to sleep…although it was a light sleep. He woke up multiple times…thinking his father had returned.

Sarah's POV

The two little girls inside me could hurry…I still wasn't in labor. – I was already one week late. My water had already broken; I just had to wait for the contractions.

Then, finally, Jack showed up again. "Hey…"

"Hey…" He kissed my forehead and rested his hand on my belly. "I'm calmed down again…and what about you?"

I smiled. "Still nothing…and how did you get calm?"

"Let's just say, some unexpected visitor was willing to stay a bit longer." He smirked and I smiled I knew exactly what he had been up to.

Suddenly I felt a pain. – A contraction! Finally!

The nurses brought me to another room and Jack had to leave…he "wanted to finish things…".

Gabby's POV

Nick had called me and Chad over. We were sitting in his room. - Me on the bed, Nick on the chair and Chad leaning against the bed.

He had just told us what the police had said. I was boiling inside! How could they? Troy had to be with Jack, no way he wasn't! And they had nothing better to do than say it's too lest evidence?

"Well…what do you think of my plan?" Nick looked around.

Chad nodded. "It's the best…"

I nodded as well. "Let's do it…"

We all stood up and Chad and I walked home, preparing to meet up later again at Nick's house. – Getting the plan done…

Poor Troy… (DW it won't take long anymore…promise). And what is the plan?? Please review! 12 ones to the next chapter!

I really tried to hurry sorry, I know it's rather short…

Please review. LY Michi…