Paternal Bonds Shattered

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Chapter 8 (Safe!)

An hour later, Jonah had managed to make it to his own home. He was bloody, he was beaten, but he wasn't out yet. He'd regained consciousness and prayed that his father and sister were safe. He knew his father would bandage up his wounds. It would be too late tomorrow to do a thing, Hector was moving to a new mansion then. He needed to think of something. He started banging on the door, he needed to rouse them somehow, but the door really wasn't going to do anything.

He slowly made his way to his father's bedroom window and looked inside, his father was sleeping, which was good. Jeremy and the others hadn't gone after them yet. He started banging on the window, trying to wake his father. "Dad! Dad wake up now! Please!" He was going to lose consciousness again, he could feel it. He panted as he beat on the window again, using up all his energy just to wake his father. It worked, Michael rose from the bed and stared over at the window. When he realized it was Jonah, he quickly ran to the window and opened it.

"Oh my god, Jonah what the hell happened!" Michael shouted as he quickly pulled his son inside. Jonah made his way to the bed and collapsed on it.

"Dad, you and Olivia need to get out of this house. You need to be safe. There's people who want to kill you and her…They want to kill us." Michael frowned as he quickly started dialing the hospital. He believed his son, especially if this happened. If this was the truth, then he needed to take his children and run. When he hung up, he ran over to Jonah and started investigating the wounds. "Trust me, you can't wait. You have to leave…we have to leave…"

"Let me bandage your wounds first, Son." Michael worked quickly to try and stop the bleeding and to bandage everything up. Jonah moaned painfully as everything started to become dark. He felt horrible for getting involved with those freaks. This was his payment. He chuckled and thought of Freddie. This beating was worse than Freddie had given him. There was no way Freddie would ever talk to him, though. He was going to save his father and his sister, no matter what. He wouldn't let anything happen to them. "Jonah, can you hear me? Are you doing okay?"

"I'm okay dad. Listen, pack everything tonight." Michael slowly nodded his head, tears coming to his eyes. "Be out of here by tomorrow morning. Let me stay at the hospital, but make them have me on strict surveillance."

"Where do you want us to go?"

"Granddad Bryant would be best." George Bryant was the grandfather of his late mother, Denise. "Get Grandpa too, take him to Granddad Bryant." George was born in 1909, so he was secluded in his own comfort zone in the Cascade Mountains somewhere where no one bothered him. The very small town of Index, Washington. Michael frowned and closed his eyes. That was a bit far away to go.

"Son, to take you and Olivia away from school so far away…"

"You don't understand, dad. We're all in danger, our entire family. You know what happened to Gibby's family? Or Jeremy's, or even Nevel…" Michael frowned and nodded, he had seen that in the paper. "The same people that did that to them are going to do that to us. Granddad Bryant is the only one they can't find…You don't have longer than tomorrow morning."

"What about you?"

"I'll be fine…just…do this…" Michael nodded as the tears came to his eyes as Jonah lost consciousness. He looked over and saw Olivia in the doorway, she was very frightened by what she saw.

"Daddy, what's going on?" Olivia asked as she rushed over to Jonah and took his hand.

"It's okay, he's fine dear," Michael said quietly. The paramedics arrived and rushed in for Jonah, they needed to work fast to save his life. Michael closed his eyes and slowly stood up as he talked to the lead paramedic. "I don't know what happened, but please…take him to the hospital nearest Index." That was the small town that his wife's grandfather lived in. The paramedic nodded as they took Jonah to the ambulance. Olivia grabbed her father's shirt and looked up to him fearfully. He smiled sadly and placed his hand on her hand. "How would you like to visit Granddad Bryant?"

"Really?"

"Yes, we're going to be staying with him for a while…So let's start packing our things."

"What about Jonah?"

"He's going to be there too, once he's out of the hospital." His voice was shaky and it was clear he was trying to mask the fear he had. After seeing his son like that and hearing what he had to say, there was no telling what would happen to them. He had to call up Granddad Bryant, even though it meant waking the man.

The next day found Sam shouting from her chains as Jeremy peeled an apple in front of her. Jeremy smirked and grabbed a dirty sock from the laundry. "Hey Sam, remember this? Put a sock in it." Sam gasped as he tied the sock around her head, covering her mouth. She moaned and tears dripped onto the sock. Valerie ran into the basement and gasped when she saw Sam and Jeremy. Jeremy looked over at Valerie and sighed. "I'm sorry, your boyfriend tried to play hero last night. He really banged Gibby and Nevel up something fierce."

"What have you done to my Jonah?" Valerie asked with tears streaming her cheeks. Jeremy slowly rose and walked over to her, grabbing her throat and slamming her against the wall. She gasped and her eyes widened fearfully as he smirked dangerously into her eyes.

"I know you would love to betray us, just as he did. I have news for you, we're going to the same thing to your family that we are going to now do to his, only if you betray us." Valerie gasped as Jeremy slowly licked his lips. Sam looked closed her eyes and looked away, she couldn't see them very well but she could hear them. She felt badly for Valerie, having lost Jonah the way she had.

"Y-You killed him, didn't you?"

"Well we left him to die. Now, you're going to stay with us, do you understand me?" She looked away and he throttled her a bit, causing her to shout out. "I said do you understand?"

"You wouldn't…"

"You don't think we'd send our people to kill your family?" He glared into her eyes, hate and venom clearly present in his eyes. "I lost my father, Gibby and Nevel lost their families, so you think we like seeing you with your family still alive? No, we'll kill them Valerie. We'll kill them if you ever dream of betraying us."

"No! You can't! Vanessa's just staring college and Vixen's becoming a great dancer! Who will take care of mom? You can't hurt them…"

"Then don't betray us."

"…I won't. I'll do anything to keep them alive. Please don't hurt them."

"Remember that we control you, we control your fate and the fate of your family." She sobbed as Jeremy threw her to the ground. "You are nothing." Valerie looked up as Jeremy reached for his belt, her eyes widened and she shrieked.

"What are you doing?" Sam's eyes shot open and she started shouting out for help, no words coming. Valerie started to crawl away, but Jeremy wrapped the belt around her neck and pulled her back. "No!" Just then, the basement door opened and Gibby stepped in. He couldn't see anything, though.

"Jeremy, are you down here?" Gibby asked. Jeremy growled and released Valerie, she shouted out and fell to the ground, sobbing. Gibby raised his eyebrow as Sam started shouting for Gibby through her sock.

"Yeah what do you want Gibby?" Jeremy asked as he positioned his belt back on his pants.

"Hector wants you, he says it's time for us to lead the thugs over to Jonah's house. He wants to talk to you before then, though."

"Fine…" Jeremy looked at Valerie and narrowed his eyes. She screamed out and sobbed. She wouldn't leave them, not now. She was too afraid of what they might do to her or her family. She saw their evil. Jeremy walked up the stairs and out of the basement. Gibby narrowed his eyes and frowned into the darkness.

"Valerie? Are you down here too?" All he could hear was her silent sobs. He walked down the steps and found her curled up into a ball. "Oh my god, what happened?" He hurried over to Valerie and felt her shaking body. She screamed and looked up at him, calming down when she saw he wasn't a threat. Gibby could see a red mark on her throat. "What did Jeremy do to you?"

"He tried to…I don't know what he was going to do if you hadn't shown up." Gibby frowned and gave Valerie a small, comforting hug. Which to her, was comforting no matter what side he was on.

"I'm sorry Valerie. I won't let him hurt you again, okay?" He smiled softly and helped her to her feet. "You're one of us, you know? He's just being a jackass, that's all."

"You killed my Jonah." Gibby frowned and closed his eyes. They really had no choice in the matter. As bad as it was, they couldn't risk Jonah telling anybody what was going on.

"I'm sorry Valerie. If it makes you feel any better at all, he roughed both me and Nevel up pretty damn badly." She smiled as Gibby walked her out of the basement. She didn't want to be around Jeremy right now, so she felt good that Gibby was going to try and keep him away from her. Just before they went upstairs, she took the sock off of Sam and started to thank her for trying to call out for help.

Jeremy, Gibby, and Nevel led the group of thugs to Jonah's home. They noticed that Jonah's body wasn't where it had been before. They weren't sure if he survived or if he died and was found already. They really didn't have any time to worry about that, since they were sure he was dead.

When they made it to where Michael and Olivia were, they were ready to kill the two. They were shocked when they found no cars in the garage. When they busted into the house, they found it completely empty. There was some furniture still around, but as for everything else, the house had been abandoned. Jeremy growled furiously as the men thoroughly investigated the house. They literally tore it apart from top to bottom.

"Don't tell me they left,"Jeremy slammed his fist against a wall and stared at the refrigerator. He opened it and found it entirely devoid of all food. Frowning, he shut the door and found a note on the freezer. Growling, he tore it off and shouted to everybody in the room. "Let's get moving, they're note here! Damn bastards took off like a fucking flock of birds migrating away!"

"Yeah, even the little girl's mattress has lost its covers and the clothes are out of the bedroom closets," one person said with a tired sigh. Jeremy growled and started burning the note with a match.

"You will never find us, this family is protected." Jonah's family is safe, he managed to get them out of there in time. Stick around for the next chapter. Thank's to the one reviewing this, you're keeping this story alive, believe me.