Frank's POV

"Damn you got a fine ass,"I smiled. He giggled but continued walking with a slight sway to his hips. I shook my head in amusement and went out the front door. I stood still for a second before pulling my gun out. Something wasnt right.
"You said he wasnt armed,"Someone growled before jumping out in front of me.

Despite sensing the danger I was still given the fright of my life.
"Well dont just stand there, shoot him!"Someone else said. I stared at the guy in front of me. He was holding a shotgun awkwardly in his hands and looked as though he was contemplating why he was even there.

"For fucks sake,"The other person said and jumped out. He looked much more confident but not exactly trained. The only thought that went through my mind then was 'aim and shoot' and nothing else. So I did just that. I raised my arm and shot the confident guy in the thigh. He crumpled to the ground as I shot the other now stunned guy in his thigh as well.

I stared down at the two boys. Both of them about the same age as me. They were both holding their legs and whining loudly. I only just managed to hear Gerard call out for me. I raced round to the side of the house only to be met by a tall gate. I shook on it just as I saw a big guy in a grey tank top go round the side of the house.

"No..."I whispered, frozen except for my shaking of the gate. I muffled shout travelled round and sent me back into the house and down the hallway. I burst through the back door to find the back garden empty.
"Gerard!"I screeched, pulling my phone out and calling him.

My phone rang once then I heard his phone ring quietly somewhere,"Gerard?!"I called, following the sound of the ringing. I found his phone in the middle of the lawn, dirt on the screen having been trampled on. I stared at it as I stopped the call.
"Fuck..."I breathed.

I looked up and around the fence. There must be some sort of gate if they could get through it that fast. I spotted a loose board at the back and raced towards it, dialling Mikey as I went.
"Frank, hey. Where are you guys?"He said when he answered.

"I uh- fuck. We- we were at your old house,"I said as I pushed on the loose board to reveal an actual hidden gate,"And Gerard wanted to see the back garden for a blueberry bush or something and I went out the front door to start walking so we werent walking together and two of Cole's guys jumped me but I shot them. I heard Gerard call for me so I went round the side of the house but there was a gate there and I saw some big guy and now Gerard is missing. His phone was on the lawn and there is a hidden gate at the back of the garden leading into the forest and now I dont know what to do."

"Gerard is missing?! Why would you let him go by himself?!"Mikey screeched in my ear as I went through the gap and took a look at the forest. I had only been in here once and that was with Gerard to go to the tree where he almost killed himself. I hadnt taken much notice of anything, let alone the fucking forest. I had no idea how far into the forest we had gone or anything.

"Because we didnt want people to see to guys walking together! So I was supposed to start walking and he was supposed to be coming after me but he hasnt okay! Dont get angry at me just please tell me what I should do,"I sniffed. There were no footprints anywhere but there was an endless supply of forest. Gerard could be anywhere by now.

Gerard's POV

Endless amounts of forest passed me. I couldnt recognise any of it. It had changed so much since Mikey and I had played zombie games in here. I tried fighting at one point it was completely pointless. Neither of them said a word to me. After about 5 minutes of walking one of them mumbled something to the other that I couldnt hear. Next minute, one of them was taking their shirt off and was tying it around my face so I couldnt see.

It smelt of sweat and cheap beer. I felt like I was gonna throw up. The gag was making my mouth so dry and it tasted like dust and dirt. I couldn't feel my wrists anymore they were tied so tight and I didnt even know what. It could have been rope but it was too heavy for that. After another 5 minutes we came to a stop. One of them knocked on something wooden, a door creaked open and I was shoved into a cool room.

I was in deep fucking shit. Frank didnt know these woods. I had no idea how far exactly we had gone but I knew we were close to the pond at the end of the stream that ran through half of the woods. If I listened carefully over the weird silence I could actually hear the stream running. Which meant it was going fast which meant it was going down hill which meant I was on the side closer to the edge of town.

It was all well and dandy for me to know the general area of where I was but how the hell was I supposed to get that to Frank and the others. I was shoved into a seat roughly. My legs were suddenly tied to the legs of the chair, rendering me completely trapped and royally fucked.

There was lots of footsteps around me. I felt the wind of someone walking past me in a rush but then suddenly it seemed as though the room was empty. I took in a deep breath through my nose and started wriggling around, trying to find some looseness in my bonds.

"Its no use. You're tied up pretty well. And if you even got untied then we would be shooting you in the leg before you even stood up. So stop trying, all you're going to succeed in is making your wrists bleed,"Cole said calmly as he took out my gag.

I spat to my side and tried to regain a normal feeling in my dry mouth.
"You need some water?"Cole asked. It sounded like he was behind me.
"Y-yeah,"I croaked.
"Oi! Nick! Get me a bottle of water!"He shouted suddenly.

"Can I get this blindfold off as well?"I asked hopefully.
Cole chuckled,"Sorry man but no. You dont get to see anything."
"Why have you kidnapped me? What good is it going to do?"
"As soon as I knew you were here I knew you would be taking over. I know you Gerard. You'd sniff me out too easily. So I decided to just bring you here myself. Drink."

A bottle was suddenly at my lips. I drank it back eagerly, enjoying the feel of the cold water sliding down my throat. I couldnt even care that he might have drugged it.
"Frank may have been okay at leading or whatever but he had you. Without you, he's going to freak out. Your stupid brother and friends wont cope very well either. Everyone's going to panic because you're so god damn strong,"Cole said in a mocking voice. I didnt say anything at all.

"I'm actually going to call them soon. I'll give Frank time to get back to- I said no one is allowed in here!"He shouted as heels came clicking into the room.
"Shut up. I just need to do this,"She said. Suddenly my face was stinging and Chloe was walking out again.

"Jesus christ,"I gasped.
"When you guys did your littel evacuation thing, you forgot to get her out of the basement. Smart move,"Cole sniggered.
"Are you planning on letting me go at all?"

"Hell no! I'm gonna keep sending Frank pictures of you or something and then I'm going to get into a video call with them and kill you in front of them. Its gonna be awesome,"He laughed.
"If you're gonna kill me then why cant you take off my blindfold?"I sighed.
"Hmmm. True. Alright Gerard, I'll let you see."

Cole's fingers roughly pulled the shirt away from my face. I blinked my eyes to get them to focus on a small wooden room. The floor was just dirt and there were no windows at all.
"Are we- are we underground?"I stuttered as I looked around. My seat was close to a wall. In front of me was a small table with paper scattered all over it. There was a torch mounted in the corner and below it was a set of steps leading up to a trap door.

"Damn right we are. Not one person has even the faintest idea about this place. I had some mates build it for me a few months ago. Not bad right?"Cole came into my view and made me gasp. He must have lost aabout 30 or 40 pounds since I had last seen him. His muscles were considerably smaller for some reason and his hair was now shaved close to his head.

"Yeah yeah I know get over it. Its what prison did to me. I couldnt exactly spend my days working out with a look of anger on my face. No. Depressed is the best way to look. Ddepressed and remorseful. Worked like a charm,"He grinned at me, a wide toothy one. Except he had a few teeth missing. All in all, he looked insane.

"So what's gonna happen. You're gonna stand there and taunt me while you wait it out?"
"Oh no. Not taunt you,"Cole shook his head, looking at me seriously,"Torture you,"He smiled.
A bubble of fear popped in my stomach, spreading its poison through my body like wildefire,"Really?"I sighed, trying to hide my fear,"Oh how scary."

"I know right? I can see the fear in your eyes,"He turned his back on my and walked to the far side of the room, rattling around with something. He turned to face me again, a knife in his hands.
"Cole you dont need to do this,"I stammered, sweat pouring out of my body like a fucking waterfall.

He was suddenly in my face, leering at me with a manic glint in his eyes,"Dont eye? You have no idea what I've been through because of you. Do you remember what you did to me?"
Cole tugged his shirt up to his shoulders and showed me the twisted and grotesque scar covering most of his back. I forced myself to look at it. I hated what I did to him. I would never wish that sort of pain on someone, no matter how shitty they were. Maybe a good punch to the face but not that. I still had nightmares sometimes, hearing Cole's screams as I slapped the fire out.

"You remember how you threw that garbage can at me and set fire to my fucking shirt?! And then beating the shit out of me?!"
"I was putting the fucking fire out you dick! I was trying to stop it from burning you and, maybe you dont remember, I was the one who took you to the fucking nurse okay! If I hadnt done that then you probably would have died. Try and remember that for a second,"I spat on his back.

Cole ignored the spit and pulled his shirt back down,"You were the one who set the fire in the first place idiot.
"Nick! Bring me his phone!"Cole shouted suddenly.
A door opened behind me and a deep graelly voice said,"We dont have it. It dropped out of his pocket when we were tying him up."

Cole closed his eyes and took in a deep breath,"Okay then, fine. Frank probably has it. I'll just call Gerard's phone,"He said to himself. He pulled his phone out of his back pocket and pressed a button. After a second the phone was answered. Immediately I could hear the tinny sound of Frank's shouting.

Cole held the phone away, smiling at me widely. He pressed a button as suddenly Frank's angry voice filled the room,"-your spleen into your fucking ass you hear me?!"
I opened my mouth to say something but Cole suddenly slapped the side of the knife against my throat, silencing me.

"Frank. Will you please calm down. I have Gerard right here. He's fine he's just a bit tied up at the moment and cant talk."
"Gerard?! Gerard if you can hear me its gonna be okay. We're gonna find you and when we do I'm going to fucking gut Cole,"Frank said desperately. I closed my eyes for a second before looking at Cole.

"Please,"I whispered softly so only Cole could hear.
He sighed and looked from me to the phone,"Oh fine. It will make it all the more dramatic when I start using this,"He smiled, moving the knife away from my neck and shaking it in my face.

"Frank I want you to listen carefully. As soon as I've finished talking I want you to hang up. Okay? I dont want you to listen to anything okay?! Nothing will help you find where I am at all. I love you with all my heart and nothing is ever going to change that. I need you to tell Mikey, and this is very important, I need you to tell him that the carving is still on the tree and that the stream still runs down hill okay?"I said, feeling the tears slide down my face.

"Gerard stop talking like this is the last time I'll hear from you stop it okay? And what the hell do you mean about the stream?"Frank sobbed.
"Just- tell him okay? Its a thing from when we were kids like the carving of our initials. The stream runs downhill okay?"I pleaded,"I love you Pumpkin."
"I love you too Ger-"
"Alright thats enough. Gonna make me throw up."Cole sighed and took the phone off of speakerphone, putting the knife to my neck again.

I took in a deep breath, hoping to god that Mikey would understand.
"Just give me a second Frank,"Cole sighed and set the phone down on the table. He came over to me and untied one of my arms,"Try anything and I'll shoot you."

I nodded and watched as he pulled my jacket sleeve off before tying up my bare arm again. He did the same to my other arm before tying it back up again and pulling my jacket out from behind me.
"What the fuck are you doing?"I asked, shivering as the cold air moved over my bare arms.

"You still there Frank?"Cole picked up the phone again,"Good. Now, before you go, I want you to listen very carefully,"Cole said as he walked over to me, picking the knife up from the ground and placing the blade on my arm. Oh god.

Cole pressed a button and held it close to my mouth as he yanked the knife away, leaving a dark red line in its place.
"Ahh fuck!"I screeched. Cole made another cut next to the first. I cried out in pain again, distantly hearing Frank's shouts.
"Fuck- Frank. H-hang up,"I groaned. I opened my eyes slightly to see the phone call end.