Juliette was getting worried. John should've been home hours ago. She decided to call Randy.
"Hello?" He said.
"Randy this is Juliette." "Have you spoken to John?"
"No."
"He went to the gym four hours ago." "He hasn't come back yet."
"Huh." "Did you try his cell phone?"
"Yeah it rings and goes to voicemail." "I'm getting worried."
"I'm sure he's fine." "He probably just has a flat tire or something."
"You think?"
"Yeah." "He'll be flattered to know you were this worried about him though."
"I'm sorry to bother you."
"No bother."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Juliette decided to lay down and wait for John. Eventually she fell asleep.
When she woke up the next morning John wasn't in bed next to her.
"John." She said. "Honey."
She went downstairs and out of her apartment being sure to take the baby monitors with her. She got on the elevator and went down to the parking lot. John's car wasn't there. She went back upstairs and called the babysitter. When she got there Juliette went to look for John.
She went to the gym where he said he was going his car wasn't in the parking lot. She went to the police station. She walked up to the desk.
"I need to report a missing person." She said. The officer grabbed a clipboard and a name.
"Name?" He asked.
"John Cena."
"Age?
"Forty-three."
"Eye color?"
"Dark blue."
"Weight?"
"I'm not sure."
"Give it your best guess."
"Two forty I guess."
"Where did you last see him?"
"He went to the gym around eight o' clock last night." "I haven't seen or heard from him since."
"So it's only been thirteen hours?"
"Yeah."
"If he's not back by the day after tomorrow come back."
"What?" "You're not going to do anything?"
"Legally no action can be taken until he's been missing forty-eight hours."
"Fine." "I'll find him myself." She left.
Later that afternoon Rick was in his basement torturing John. John was all sweaty. He had cuts and bruises all over his face. Cuts from the hunting knife were on his stomach and chest area. Lucky for John they weren't deep cuts.
"You having fun yet?" Rick asked. "I know I am." He was like a kid in a candy store with how happy he was. "What should we do next? Rick went behind John.
"Even if you do kill me Juliette will never go back to y- He was cut off by a piece of rope being held to his neck. He gagged and struggled against it.
"What's that John? "I can't hear you." He pulled tighter. "God this feels great." "I could kill you now." Everything was starting to go black for John. "But I won't." He took the rope away from John's neck. John coughed and gasped for air. "I'm gonna go get some lunch." "When I get back I'm gonna see what places you bleed the most when I stab you." Rick went upstairs John heard the door lock.
Juliette was driving around looking for John. Her cell phone started to ring.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hey." Amanda the babysitter said. "I can't find Nick's binky." "I know he won't go to sleep without it."
"He has one at his dad's house." "I'll go get it and be right there."
"Ok."
When Juliette pulled into Rick's driveway she noticed his car wasn't there. When she went to open the front door it was locked. She got the spare key from under the mat. She went upstairs and got the binky from Nick's room. As she was coming down the stairs she noticed Rick had put a new lock on the basement door. The key was in the lock. She was curious so she went over to the door and turned the key. When she got to the bottom of the stairs she was horrified by what she saw. John tied to a chair a bloody, bruised and cut mess. He'd passed out from the lack of oxygen to his brain.
"Oh my god." She said with tears in her eyes. She went over to him. "John are you alive?" "Please be alive." "John wake up." John opened his eyes. "Thank god." "What has he done to you?"
"Leave."
"No."
"Juliette the man is psychotic." "Go."
"Juliette." Rick said from behind her. She turned around. "What are you doing here?" "You weren't supposed to see this."
"Rick please don't hurt him anymore please." Juliette pleaded. "If you wanna hurt someone hurt me." "Just leave him alone please