Chapter 4
How long had he been trapped in here? To him, it seemed to be forever. Had it been days? Had it been weeks? He had no idea, considering he had been knocked out quite a few times. As he sat there with nothing to do, he couldn't help but fear he'd never get out. Larry hadn't been in here for awhile, so all there was to do was stare at the floor and think about bad things that could happen. He knew he shouldn't, but in the situation he was in it was almost hard not to.
The door suddenly swung open, however, and Larry came stepping in, with a plate of food. He could suddenly feel the hunger pangs that had been building in his stomach, considering Larry had barely fed him since he had him trapped here. He was a little shocked to see Larry was even bringing him food.
Larry shoved the plate over to Shawn, and wandered over towards him.
Shawn wearily eyed the food. All that was on the plate was a slice of toast. He still wasn't sure if he should trust it considering it came from Larry. For all he knew he could of done something to that toast. He was absolutely starving though. He felt like it had been days since he had last eaten. It was starting to get to him.
"I figured you were overdue for a meal. Though It's not like it matters if you get fed or not, because you'll be dead soon enough."
He laughed at the last line, before shoving the toast in Shawn's mouth. Since he couldn't eat with his hands, Larry always fed him. It was rather disgusting; having him feed him that way. That and he didn't trust anything Larry gave him, but he needed his strength in order to stay alive and he was starving like crazy. He quickly ate it.
After he ate, he stared at Larry, "You're actually feeding me? I figured you would just go ahead and starve me to death."
Larry looked at him after he finished and laughed evilly, "I actually hope you enjoyed that as that may be one of your last meals." Shawn felt himself glaring at Larry in complete anger.
Larry quickly stood up, he picked the plate up, "Ah well, I've got to run. And remember, don't try anything!" he teased; he suddenly walked towards the door, and pulled it shut behind him.
As he was leaving however, Shawn couldn't help but notice something fall from Larry's pocket. He looked up the second the object hit the floor and his eyes grew wide with hope as he realized what it was.
Larry had dropped the keys on the floor.
It had been two days. Forty Eight hours had passed since that last phone call.
Belle hadn't left the Brady's at all these past few days. She ate there and she slept there. She barely slept or ate that was. It was hard to sleep when she couldn't stop worrying about Shawn and not knowing if he was okay or not. It killed her. And she hadn't eaten a whole lot either. How could she when she didn't know if Shawn was eating or not? She stayed there as she didn't want to miss any new information about Shawn. And so far there was nothing.
What was taking so long? Why hadn't Larry called back yet? The wait was driving her completely crazy, and she was getting more scared after each and every minute had passed. What if the reason Larry hadn't called was because Shawn was dead? She didn't feel that he was dead- her heart believed he wasn't dead. Yet a part of her couldn't help but fear that he might be. She hoped and prayed her heart was right.
The doorbell rang, and Belle leapt to her feet.
She opened the door and saw Phillip and Mimi standing in front of her. Victor was behind them.
"Hi," she tried to smile.
"Hey you," Mimi stepped in the house and reached over, she pulled her into a hug, "Any word on Shawn?"
Belle shook her head; she looked at Mimi, "Not a word. We've been left hanging since the last call. It's awful."
"Belle, is there anything we could do for you?" Phillip asked, after giving her a light hug, "Run an errand, bring you food, anything?"
"Yeah," Victor spoke up, "I will do anything at all."
"Bring Shawn back?" Belle asked, now on the verge of tears, "That's about the only thing I want in this world right now. I just want Shawn found safe and unharmed. I want him back. I want him back alive."
"Oh Belle," Phillip reached over suddenly and he brushed his hand against her face to dry one of her tears, "I am so sorry."
"This has got to be so hard for you," Mimi sighed, she looked at Belle, "I'm going nuts as well, but it has to be driving you crazy! Shawn is such a wonderful guy. He is one of my best friends. He doesn't deserve this. He doesn't at all! I hate this all and wish so much this weren't happening to him!"
"I know," Belle softly spoke, "I know he is wonderful."
Bo and Hope suddenly came in the room. They had been in the kitchen for just a minute.
"Victor," Bo looked surprised to see him standing there, "And Phillip and Mimi, what a nice surprise." he reached over to give Phillip a hug, "Hey Bro," he greeted. Phillip smiled lightly.
"Hey Bo," Phillip looked up at Bo and then gazed over at Hope, "Hey Hope." He reached over to give Hope a hug.
"Hey everyone," Hope pulled away from hugging Phillip and looked at all that were in the room.
"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Brady," Mimi greeted.
"Just came by to see if there is any leads on finding my grandson," Victor told them, "I'm very worried about him."
Bo shook his head, "There is absolutely nothing on Shawn. I have Abe and Roman looking into it and there are no leads at all. I just checked in with them right before you came in," He let out a long, tired sigh, 'And we haven't heard a word from Larry in a couple of days."
Victor looked at both Bo and Hope, "We will find him. We have to," He took a deep breath; "And I know Shawn is a fighter. I know he's strong and if anyone can defeat Larry, he can. My grandson will make it out of this okay. He has to."
"I keep trying to believe that," Bo sighed, he stared at the floor, "But as every second ticks and we hear nothing, I'm starting to loose more and more faith."
"We'll find him Bo," Phillip spoke up suddenly; "We can't give up on that. We have to believe we will find him."
Everyone suddenly grew silent and they looked at each other.
At that moment Mimi suddenly walked over towards the fire mantle, and noticed all the pictures of Shawn; she picked a picture of a young Shawn up, and smiled, "Wow. He looks so young here."
"I keep looking at those pictures," Belle nodded at the pictures, she reached over and picked her favorite up, "Especially this one. This one is from the Last Blast. We were so happy at that." she closed her eyes, trying to remember that magical night. But then, her thoughts drifted to wondering if she would ever be with Shawn again, and if she would ever be happy again. Without Shawn, she didn't know if she could go on. She felt more tears fall down her face.
Phillip placed a hand on her shoulder, "And you will be again. You will have a lifetime of happiness with Shawn, if any couple deserves to be happy, its the two of you!" he laughed lightly, "I mean, I always thought Chloe and I would always be together, but I guess I was wrong with that one. But you two! You two have gone through so much and you're the perfect version of a forever kind of love. Shawn will come home safely, and you will be in love forever and always."
Belle turned to look at Phillip, and she brought her hand to her cheek to try and dry some of the tears, "I hope so." she sighed deeply, "I certainly hope so."
Shawn had tears in his eyes as he was so close to grabbing the keys that Larry must have accidently dropped but they felt so far away. He was struggling to reach them and almost found it impossible to do so.
He couldn't believe the keys were right there in front of him yet they seemed so far.
After a few seconds of struggling he stopped suddenly and began to pray, "Come on, please. Please let me reach them and get out of here. Please!"
He suddenly thought of Belle and how badly he wanted to be back with her. More than anything he wanted to be with her again. Right this very second. He missed her like crazy all of a sudden. He closed his eyes and then opened them again. He had to be with Belle again. He just had to. A huge wave of desire to be with Belle rushed through him suddenly.
He looked again at the keys that seemed so far away, "Come on, God, please let me get the keys, please!" with that, he tried to reach out just a little further. He felt so happy as he felt his foot suddenly touch the keys. Relief flooded through him as he couldn't believe he had managed to get a hold of them.
He was so close to pulling them closer to him when he suddenly heard the door swing open very fast. He looked up to see Larry, who had come back to the room. He was suddenly frozen in fear, unable to move. He looked up frightfully at Larry. As he looked at him he could feel all his hope he had a second ago wash away.
Larry immediately reached over and grabbed the keys very fast from Shawn, as they were still under his feet. Shawn felt crushed beyond belief as Larry grabbed the keys away from him.
"I believe these keys belong to me, they do definitely not belong to you," Larry laughed. He held the keys in front of Shawn, and teasingly pulled them away from him. Shawn couldn't help but feel so angry at Larry, "Nice try though, as you almost had them. However, you are not allowed to have them." Suddenly Larry raised one hand and quickly hit Shawn in the face a couple of times. He cried out in pain both times.
"Yeah," Larry snickered. Larry then slapped him hard across the face painfully; he cried out again, he then looked up slowly and a little shakily at Larry, "I thought so. If you try something again like that," Larry threatened, "If you ever try and escape, you know I won't hesitate to do something harmful to your lovely Belle, so you better think twice about escaping or even trying to escape again." He then reached into his other pocket and pulled out the gun, he showed it to Shawn, "And I mean it when I say that I will not Hesitate, Shawn." Shawn eyed the gun wearily. He couldn't help but feel more tears wanting to fall. He tried to stay strong in front of Larry but it was hard. He shook a little more as he continued to stare at it.
He stood up and evilly smiled at Shawn. He put his gun away suddenly. He laughed, "I have to go again but will be back later," he smiled again, "You have fun now!"
Larry then got up and left the room, he made sure to take the keys with him and Shawn could hear the door lock on Larry's way out.
Shawn was then left once again alone in the room and couldn't help but feel a rush of defeat and disappointment.
And he couldn't help but fear for what Larry could do to Belle as well if he ever were to.