Paternal Bonds Shattered

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Chapter 5 (In Control)

Jeremy, Gibby, Nevel, Jonah, and Valerie sat together in an alley where they were supposed to meet Hector. Jonah and Valerie were still greatly unsure of what they were getting into. If Sam's father was involved, then it couldn't be too dangerous, right? They didn't know him, though. They didn't know what kind of man he was. Jeremy knew Jonah and Valerie seemed weak, like they could deflect from the group at any time, but he could make sure they wouldn't.

Miles away, Gibby's mother and younger brother were backed against a wall by one of Victor's hired thugs. "Stay with me, Guppy!" She held the boy in her arms while staring up at the men in her house. She didn't know what was going on, where was Gibby and why were these men attacking her and her son? The man aimed the shotgun at the two and narrowed his eyes. Nobody was going to recognize them when he was done. The screams were drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

"You know, why do I get a feeling that maybe we're messing with the wrong person?" Gibby asked as he and Jeremy hung out next to the wall. Jeremy shrugged, he didn't see anything wrong at all. They were all going to stay with Hector for a while, they'd already made their plans with him. Nevel whistled a tune and tapped his foot lightly, he was tired of waiting on this man and quickly becoming bored.

"If Hector doesn't show up soon, I'm going to just go," Nevel said with aggravation.

"You will wait as long as needed," Jeremy ordered quickly. Nevel sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

At the Papperman household, Mrs. Papperman waited alone for her son to return from wherever it was he had gone to. She didn't know much about the friends he was getting involved with, but she was thankful that he had the opportunity to finally get out of the house and play with some friends. She had the television on and didn't hear her back door creak open. She laughed at the television and didn't hear a shotgun behind her. Suddenly when the scene on the screen changed and a black screen appeared, she saw the intruder's reflection. She gasped and quickly turned around. "Who are you? What do you want?" The man grunted and pushed the gun into her mouth. She gasped and a tear rolled down her cheek as he pulled the trigger.

Jeremy cracked his neck and frowned, staring directly ahead. Why did he feel like they were becoming cemented in this deal? What could go wrong? That was what he was always thinking. He didn't give a damn about Sam, he wanted to teach her a valuable lesson which she would never forget. "Come on Hector, show up," Jeremy muttered as he breathed out. He watched the outside of the alley and frowned as all the cars passed by. "He's not late…" No, but everyone was getting way too anxious.

Jeremy's father sat at his kitchen table reading the paper and sipping his coffee, he was all that Jeremy had and Jeremy was all that he had. Together, they needed to take care of the other. Jeremy was out today, but was supposed to come home and help clean things up. Of everyone and anything in this world, this man was the one person that Jeremy could every count on. He loved his father more than life itself.

Jeremy's dad slowly rose from his seat and walked to the microwave, he'd been making a small dinner for himself. He had something on the stove, cooking for when Jeremy returned home. He smiled as he looked to a photo of him playing in the yard with his young son. He was so proud of the man Jeremy had become. The sickness in him was also starting to go away, they couldn't be happier about that.

He opened the microwave and pulled the small plate from it, then carried it over to the table and sat down. He took a bite and opened up his newspaper. He smiled and settled into his chair. The last thing he read was a Peanuts comic strip, then a loud explosion hit him from behind and blood spilt over the paper, the coffee, and the drink.

"Sorry if I kept you guys waiting," Hector said as he strolled into the alley. The group all sighed with relief and stepped forward, ignoring the smirk on his face. He looked at Jonah and Valerie, then frowned, he could see they really knew nothing that was going on. However they were involved, they couldn't easily leave.

"It took you long enough," Jeremy said as he stepped forward and shook Hector's hand, smiling happily. He was happy to hear that Sam was now in custody. Jonah and Valerie evidently didn't realize that Sam had been kidnapped, they thought she was just chained up somewhere as part of the prank.

"So, I guess the prank's ready to go?" Valerie asked cautiously. Hector nodded and slowly pulled out a photograph. He didn't want Valerie or Jonah to see the picture, since he suspected them to be of weak heart. He hated to see yet another murder, and if they left, they'd have to die.

The thugs entered Valerie's house, the doors and windows had been locked. As they walked through the house, they realized it was completely empty. The family was out. Evidently Valerie's father had been called to work early. Vanessa was taking Viola to the college she'd be starting up, she wanted her mom to be proud of her. Veronica was at school, working late on a project. Victoria was watching Vixen at her dance class, they'd been going in late as well.

Jonah's house was very much the same way. Michael and Olivia were gone. Nobody knew where they were either. In truth, Olivia was at school, rehearsing for a school play. Michael didn't have to, but he decided since Jonah was out and about, he was going to watch Olivia rehearse. Her play was coming up in a few weeks. The lead thug cursed and dialed Victor's number. "Neither the Williams family or the Brown family are home!"

"That's fine," Victor said quietly. He had thought about it, but keeping the families alive might be better. If the group knew their fate hung in the balance, they would be forced to cooperate. "Leave them alive, once those two know their families' lives hang in the balance, they'll have no choice but to cooperate with us." The thugs agreed to that and left the homes perfectly intact, nobody would know anyone broke in. However, they did take photographs just as they had done with the ones they'd already been to.

"This is a picture of Sam," Hector said as he handed Jeremy the photo. He made sure Jonah and Valerie didn't see it. Jeremy grinned and laughed maliciously at the photo. Sam's eyes seemed so emotionless, she already seemed broken. Gibby groaned in disgust, he hadn't expected so much pain to go to Sam. He did want to hurt her somehow, to make her pay. So it wasn't so bad. He just didn't like the picture. Nevel didn't really react to it.

"My god Hector, what did you do to her?" Jeremy asked with a demonic laugh. Valerie and Jonah looked at each other, filled with concern. Now they really didn't trust them. They weren't going to run until they saw Sam, though. They needed to know what was really going on.

"You guys will see her soon." Hector took the picture just as his phone started to ring. He quickly answered and walked a few feet away. "What's going on Victor?" The group watched in silence as Hector talked to the man, he nodded and hung up, smiling lightly. Just as he hung up, one of Victor's thugs found him, he'd been sent to find him.

"As Victor said, he doesn't want you to tell Jonah or Valerie anything until the time is ripe," the man whispered quietly. "The other three, since they know more about what's going on already…let them know who is boss." Hector nodded as he took the photos from the man. He whistled as he saw the bodies in the photo, this was amazing work.

"All right, thank you." Hector turned around as the man walked off. He looked at the group and smiled. "Jeremy, Gibby, Nevel, would you come with me please? Jonah, Valerie, I want you two to stay right there." Jonah and Valerie shrugged as the other three followed Hector around the corner and out of earshot.

"What's up?" Jeremy asked quietly.

"As you know, you cannot back out of this." Jeremy breathed out and shrugged, he already figured that. "However, I will not let you control me, it is I that will give the orders."

"Well this was our idea."

"I am the criminal. You should have thought about it before you decided to mingle with me." Jeremy raised his eyebrow as Gibby and Nevel glanced worriedly at each other. "To give you an idea of just how bad I can be if you piss me off and go against me…" He lifted the pictures up and handed Gibby the photos of his mother and brother. Gibby's eyes popped out and he began to feel sick.

"Mom? Guppy!" Gibby exclaimed painfully. His eyes dampened and he took a fearful step back.

"Know that if you screw with me, if you try to overtake me, this can happen to you as well."

"You killed them!" Nevel peered over Gibby's shoulder and winced. He gagged and looked away, there was too much blood in the photos. He couldn't even tell they were Gibby's mom and brother. "You fucking killed them!"

"Nevel…"

"What?" Nevel asked as he raised his eyebrow and looked over. Gibby's hands tightened on his photos as Hector handed Nevel the pictures of his mother's body. Nevel gasped when he saw the photo. "No…Mom…"

"Exactly…" Nevel dropped the photo and quickly ran to a patch of grass and bent over, vomiting from the sight. "Remember who is in control here. Since I deemed you three as threats…I had to do this as punishment…" Jeremy raised his eyebrow and tilted his head.

"What the hell are you going on about?" Jeremy asked quietly.

"Oh and this is special for you Jeremy." Hector handed Jeremy the photo of his father. Jeremy gasped and his hands started to shake violently.

"N-N-No…my dad…" He slowly fell to his knees, staring at the picture of his father and turning green. His father was dead. "He was all I had! No. No. NO!" His cry rang out and he bent over, slamming his fists onto the ground. No, he had to stay strong, he had to get past this. He brought this upon himself.

"Now you know what you're getting involved in. Leave, and I will ensure your deaths and the deaths of any other relatives you may have. I am in control here, you three will do as I say from now on. Do you understand me?"

Gibby, Nevel, and Jeremy all glared angrily at Hector, their chests heaving with every pant. They had no choice, there was too much at stake now. Jeremy bowed his head and stared at the photo which now lay on the ground. His eyes narrowed and his teeth clenched as tears dripped down. No, he would control Hector one way or another. It didn't matter. This was too much. "Dad…"

"Fine, we're under your command," Gibby said quietly. He knew his grandfather was still alive somewhere, along with other relatives of his. There was too much at stake now. "Just don't harm anymore of my family!"

"Same here," Nevel growled. He didn't want to look at the picture again, he was already too sick. "You can have all the control you want, I don't care. Just…I have other family, I don't want anything to happen to them." Hector smiled proudly and nodded his head, he could respect their requests.

"It is done." Jeremy slowly rose and placed his hand on his gut. All this just to torture the living hell out of Sam? It seemed a grand price to pay. He took a staggering step forward and growled spitefully at Hector. There really was nothing he could do. This was clear evidence that Hector already had several people working under him. If they betrayed him, they would easily be killed, just as swiftly as their families had been.

"Fine," Jeremy said while clenching his fists. He would have to overcome this somehow. What did it matter, right? He was going to be leaving his father anyway.

"Now here's what's going to happen. I'm getting several mansions around the country erected, we will never remain in one place for long. Victor wants me out of his basement soon, so we're going to a mansion pretty far. He's made a way, nobody's going to trace us."

"Hector, you killed our families like that. Now Sam…what did you do to her?" Hector smirked as Gibby and Nevel looked over at him. They could see how hurt he was, he was closer to his father than they ever were with their own parents. "That dead expression on her face, those wounds…what did you do?"

"That's for me to know, and only me. Maybe you'll find out one day." Jeremy's face darkened as Gibby started to pale and Nevel turned back to his pile of vomit. He was going to be sick again. What have they done?

Maybe for the first chapter I should have put in a short one paragraph of Sam and Freddie kissing. That sure would have gotten attention, lol. For those of you loyal readers who have gotten this far, THANK YOU. You're the reason I keep updating this thing. Anyway, once I get to the part where the origional PATERNAL BONDS started, I'm basically rewriting it into this story. Which means, THIS IS PATERNAL BONDS REWRITTEN.