Bring Me to Life
We Can't Give Up
Frank’s POV:
Gerard and I were rushing up Ray’s front steps and I hurriedly knocked on the door. When Ray didn't answer right away I began to shout, “Ray open the door man! C’mon its urgent! Please, Ray open up!”
I heard rustling behind I door and finally the door began to open. I didn't even wait for Ray to invite us in before I rushed inside, Gerard following close at my heels. “Frank, what the hell man? It's late and I've got company.” Ray admitted blushing at the end.
I sighed, “Look we need your help. Mikey was taken and we need your help, please it'll only take a few minutes.” I explained and Ray mumbled incoherently under his breath, “This is Gerard by the way, he is Mikey’s brother.” Gerard waved shyly at Ray who nodded in response. He led us into his computer room.
“Alright who are we looking for?” Ray yawned sitting down in front of his computer.
“Someone named James.” I answered, Ray looked at me expecting more, when I didn't give him more he looked shocked.
“That's all I have to go on? Really a guy names James? You know how many James there are in New Jersey alone?”
Gerard piped in, “He would've been close with my stepfather before he was sent to prison. Probably middle-aged. Is that enough?”
Ray shrugged his shoulders, his fingers typing, “At least it's something.” After a few seconds, images and articles began to pop up on the screen. “Well damn looks like we found your guy. His name is James DeLong, he was the Vice President of you step-dad’s company, worked very closely with him.”
“Can you find an address?” I asked searching the screen.
“Yep, he lives about three hours away. Upstate New York.” Ray answered.
“Okay, thanks Ray.” I said patting his shoulder, Gerard and I were beginning to leave when Ray grabbed my arm.
“Are you actually going after this guy? Why not just tell the police? You could get hurt Frank.” Ray’s voice was laced with concern, I smiled slightly at my friend.
“It's my fault he's there in the first place Ray, I have save him.” I stated, Ray nodded in understanding and gave me a quick hug.
“Frank, c’mom.” Gerard urged standing by the door. I followed him outside and we began the long drive we had ahead of us. I just prayed that we weren't too late.
Mikey’s POV:
“Please…p-please stop.” I begged, James had unhooked me from the ceiling and begun to beat me. He landed another kick to my side, making me cough and sputter. I couldn't even try to block his kicks because my hands were still tied. I was completely at his mercy.
“It's your fault I had to kill her, it's your fault you’re here. You couldn't just keep your mouth shut.” He knelt down in front of me and grabbed a fistful of my hair, wrenching my head up and forcing me to look at him. “This is the only thing you are good for. You are nothing but a waste of space. Gerard will be happy you're gone, he won't have to constantly worry about you; and your little boyfriend won't have to put up with you anymore.”
He pulled on my hair and we both stood up, he was pushing me up the stairs, everything I would trip and fall he'd kick me forced me back up. “Where are we going?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He grunted in response and forced me outside the house, the bitter cold air cut through my body like a knife, he opened the trunk of his car and pushed me inside. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, I knew this was it. The car jerked into motion, the entire ride I thought of Gerard and Frank. I wouldn't ever see them again, I hope that they would be okay, maybe they'd be happier without me. They wouldn't have to worry about me any more.
Frank’s POV:
We pulled up to James’ house, there was no car in the driveway, and all the lights were off. I heard Gerard mutter a curse under his breath as he exited the car. I followed closely behind him as he kicked open the door. We searched the floor, my eyes widened as Gerard opened a cupboard and found a gun. Gerard tucked the gun in his waist band and we continued to look throughout the house. We went into the basement and I felt tears sting my eyes as I saw blood and burnt cigarettes on the ground.
“We're too late Frank, he isn't here anymore.” Gerard stated, I could hear the anger in his voice.
I shook my head, “No, no...look this blood is fresh, we must have just missed him. Hannah was found in the river, most likely that's where he will take Mikey. The river is only a few miles from here. We can't give up on him, c’mon Gerard, if we hurry we might still make it on time.”
We took the stairs two at a time as we hurried out of the house. We quickly got into the car and pulled away from the house. I prayed that we weren't too late, I couldn't fail Mikey. I needed to tell him that I loved him.
Gerard and I were rushing up Ray’s front steps and I hurriedly knocked on the door. When Ray didn't answer right away I began to shout, “Ray open the door man! C’mon its urgent! Please, Ray open up!”
I heard rustling behind I door and finally the door began to open. I didn't even wait for Ray to invite us in before I rushed inside, Gerard following close at my heels. “Frank, what the hell man? It's late and I've got company.” Ray admitted blushing at the end.
I sighed, “Look we need your help. Mikey was taken and we need your help, please it'll only take a few minutes.” I explained and Ray mumbled incoherently under his breath, “This is Gerard by the way, he is Mikey’s brother.” Gerard waved shyly at Ray who nodded in response. He led us into his computer room.
“Alright who are we looking for?” Ray yawned sitting down in front of his computer.
“Someone named James.” I answered, Ray looked at me expecting more, when I didn't give him more he looked shocked.
“That's all I have to go on? Really a guy names James? You know how many James there are in New Jersey alone?”
Gerard piped in, “He would've been close with my stepfather before he was sent to prison. Probably middle-aged. Is that enough?”
Ray shrugged his shoulders, his fingers typing, “At least it's something.” After a few seconds, images and articles began to pop up on the screen. “Well damn looks like we found your guy. His name is James DeLong, he was the Vice President of you step-dad’s company, worked very closely with him.”
“Can you find an address?” I asked searching the screen.
“Yep, he lives about three hours away. Upstate New York.” Ray answered.
“Okay, thanks Ray.” I said patting his shoulder, Gerard and I were beginning to leave when Ray grabbed my arm.
“Are you actually going after this guy? Why not just tell the police? You could get hurt Frank.” Ray’s voice was laced with concern, I smiled slightly at my friend.
“It's my fault he's there in the first place Ray, I have save him.” I stated, Ray nodded in understanding and gave me a quick hug.
“Frank, c’mom.” Gerard urged standing by the door. I followed him outside and we began the long drive we had ahead of us. I just prayed that we weren't too late.
Mikey’s POV:
“Please…p-please stop.” I begged, James had unhooked me from the ceiling and begun to beat me. He landed another kick to my side, making me cough and sputter. I couldn't even try to block his kicks because my hands were still tied. I was completely at his mercy.
“It's your fault I had to kill her, it's your fault you’re here. You couldn't just keep your mouth shut.” He knelt down in front of me and grabbed a fistful of my hair, wrenching my head up and forcing me to look at him. “This is the only thing you are good for. You are nothing but a waste of space. Gerard will be happy you're gone, he won't have to constantly worry about you; and your little boyfriend won't have to put up with you anymore.”
He pulled on my hair and we both stood up, he was pushing me up the stairs, everything I would trip and fall he'd kick me forced me back up. “Where are we going?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He grunted in response and forced me outside the house, the bitter cold air cut through my body like a knife, he opened the trunk of his car and pushed me inside. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, I knew this was it. The car jerked into motion, the entire ride I thought of Gerard and Frank. I wouldn't ever see them again, I hope that they would be okay, maybe they'd be happier without me. They wouldn't have to worry about me any more.
Frank’s POV:
We pulled up to James’ house, there was no car in the driveway, and all the lights were off. I heard Gerard mutter a curse under his breath as he exited the car. I followed closely behind him as he kicked open the door. We searched the floor, my eyes widened as Gerard opened a cupboard and found a gun. Gerard tucked the gun in his waist band and we continued to look throughout the house. We went into the basement and I felt tears sting my eyes as I saw blood and burnt cigarettes on the ground.
“We're too late Frank, he isn't here anymore.” Gerard stated, I could hear the anger in his voice.
I shook my head, “No, no...look this blood is fresh, we must have just missed him. Hannah was found in the river, most likely that's where he will take Mikey. The river is only a few miles from here. We can't give up on him, c’mon Gerard, if we hurry we might still make it on time.”
We took the stairs two at a time as we hurried out of the house. We quickly got into the car and pulled away from the house. I prayed that we weren't too late, I couldn't fail Mikey. I needed to tell him that I loved him.
Notes
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Too cute. Sweet ending.
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