Mikey’s POV:

I was sitting in the small visiting room, Gerard sat beside me and Detective Johnson was sitting across from me. I remember the last time I saw Detective Johnson; it was the day the judge had sent my step-dad to prison for the remainder of his life.

“Mikey I want you to tell me everything you can remember about Hannah. Did she happen to tell you her last name?”

I shook my head quickly, “No…but she did have brown hair…it was long. I-I think she had blue eyes; but I can’t remember for sure.” Johnson nodded and wrote down some notes before speaking again.

“Okay, and when did your step-father bring her down to the basement?”

“It was about two years after I was put down there…I-I lied to her…I told her I had only been down there for a few days…I-I didn’t want to freak her out more than she already was. H-he raped her…I couldn’t do anything.” I could see Gerard tense up beside me. “It was my fault, I was too weak. S-she was so scared.”

“There wasn’t anything you could do Mikey…it’s not your fault. You told Mr. Iero that she was
still down there, what happened to her Mikey? Where is she?”

I felt my whole body begin to shake, I could remember exactly what happened that night.

He had brought down one of his friends again. Hannah was crying as some man groped her, and before I could think I shouted, “Leave her alone! Please! Do whatever you want to me…just leave her alone!”

My step-father back-handed me hard and hissed, “Shut up! Don’t make another sound!” I fought against him and was able to break free; I ran toward the man touching Hannah and pulled him off her. He fell to the floor and I could see the fury in his eyes.

“Charley control your bitch!” He shouted as he got up off the floor and began walking towards us. Hannah let out a terrified sob and I stepped in front of her, blocking her from him.
Charles walked up to me and sneered, “Are you going to be her hero? A worthless piece of shit like you?” I spit in his face and swung my fist, hitting him square in the jaw. Charles grabbed a fistful of my hair and shoved me to the ground, he kicked me hard in the ribs, forcing the air from my lungs. Before I could get back up he kicked me, making blood run down my face. I heard Hannah scream, but that didn’t stop Charles from tying up my hands and hooking them through the hook on the ceiling. I saw that the man was going back to touching Hannah, but she was looking at me with eyes full of fear.

I fought against my restraints, but I knew it’s useless. Charles lit up one of his cigarettes and placed the burning side against my chest. I fought back the urge to scream as he twisted it in deeper. I could smell my flesh burning.

“Stop it!” Hannah screamed, “Stop hurting him!”

I felt the cigarette pull away from my skin and I watched as the other man stepped aside as Charles grabbed Hannah’s chin roughly. “Maybe it was a mistake getting you… you’re messing with my pet. He was a good boy before you came along. He didn’t challenge me; he was as obedient as a dog. Maybe it’s time I eliminate the problem.”

“Hey James!” Charles shouted not taking his eyes off of Hannah.

“Yeah?” The other man answered.

“How would you like to have a pet of your own? I think two is maybe too much for me to
handle.” Charles offered, “I’ll give you her for no charge. Mikey, here, is better suited for me anyway.”

James grinned wildly, and accepted the offer. Hannah cried as I fought against the restraints. James picked Hannah up and slung her over his shoulder. “Please no! Let me go!” I heard the basement door shut and Hannah’s voice faded away.

“Now it’s just you and me.” Charles snarled.

“I let him take her away.” I muttered, I clawed at my hair, “I failed her!” I shouted. I got up and threw my chair at the wall and fell to the ground. I saw Gerard kneel down in front of me.

“Mikey, it’s okay, It’s not your fault. It’s not your fault.”

I shook my head violently. I heard Gerard tell Johnson to leave. I pulled my knees to my chest and cried. She was still out there and I couldn’t help her, “I couldn’t help her Gee; I promised I’d get her out of there. I promised!”

Gerard slowly and reluctantly reached out and began to pat my knee, at first I pulled away, but even though my head was screaming at me to pull away from his touch, I let him do it. Because he was my brother; he wasn’t going to hurt me, I needed to trust people again.

“It’s all going to be okay Mikey. We’ll figure it out okay?” Gerard stated soothingly.

I nodded my head quickly, hoping that Gerard was telling the truth. Hoping that I could help find Hannah.

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