People were right you know.
"You never know what you have until it's gone."
Yeah....
I had my brother right between my hands.
I had Jaycee between my arms.
I had my friends around me.
I had my parents within my reach.
I was safe and sound.
Now I'm sitting in a room that reeks of death and sewers. What's with karma and landing me in places that smell? Can't I be with everyone else upstairs? Am I not cool enough? I mean I was cool enough to get kidnapped wasn't I?
Where am I anyways?
I can't see much but there's a window a little high up, which mans I'm in a basement. I'm sitting on something comfortable but smells like a bathroom, so I'm thinking an old matress. It's cold, and every breeze that comes my way smells like a dying person,and I am pretty sure I heard frogs being eaten by mice. The old me would've screamed and cried but I've reached this point where I couldn't care less. I just want to know why I'm here.
As if those demons read my mind, the door to what I'm assuming is the basement opened. Out of instinct, I shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
I almost screamed in utter disgust because dear lord does this mattress smells so bad!
"Looks like she's still asleep." Said a voice I know too well.
Jesse! He's still here?
"Well we weren't here to make small talk anyways. Give her her food and throw him in and let's get the hell out of here." Replied who I assume would be his brother.
What are they still doing here? I thought it was "one last job" when they first kidnapped me.
Can they leave before I end up throwing up on this sewer smelling thing!
Before my digestive system had the chance to retaliate, I felt something hard crash against this ginormous mattress and a bag of food placed in front of me. The smell came from the gates of heaven themselves, but mixed with this abomination; it's appalling.
I tried to suppress my stomach from making that dying whale mating sound which would definitely expose me.
"But what has the poor kid done? These men are monsters!" Whispered Jesse; pretty upset.
"J. I told you not to get involved hermano. These guys don't mess around. Unless you want to end up like Mr. Walker here I suggest we leave right now. Come on!"
Wait what? Walker? As in my brother Walker?
At the mention of his name my heart started beating so fast it almost broke through my rib cage.
"We should've helped her man. She's just a little kid. And he was only trying to save her...." he trailed off, his voice caught in his throat.
"If they find out you helped them back at the house, they'll have a bullet through your head faster than you can say 'lo siento'. It's not our job to help them Jesse so please let's go." Pleaded his brother.
"I'm so sorry little one. I'm sorry I failed you." He apologized as they shut the door.
I owe so much to Jesse. Without him I wouldn't have been able to call my parents and warn them about the bomb. So I sincerely believe him when he says he's sorry. I just feel so bad for him because he's here against his will. He doesn't deserve this, and as sad as it is, kind hearted people don't last in this killing business. I really hope he makes it out of here before something happens to him. He doesn't deserve it.
The sound of the door being locked from the outside pulled me right out of my thoughts.
Well, at least they left the lights open this time; if you call a spit worth of illumination that.
Where do they rent these places from? Idiots'r'Us must be a thriving business.
I sat up and I was not prepared for what I saw in front of me.
At first I couldn't recognize him because oh my God he lost more than half his body weight, his face was unrecognizable because it was filled with new and healing bruises, and his beautiful curly hair was shaved very clumsily in random directions.
But I would recognize him anywhere.
Because he's my twin.
Or.... what they left alive of him anyways.
"CJ?" I whispered.
The grief wasn't letting me speak more than a word at a time.
What have they done to him? He's a moving skeleton. His face lost its shine, and his cheekbones are threatening to cut through his skin. His clothes became four times his size.
"CJ? Please wake up. You're not leaving me CJ. Please. Wake up."
I was shaking him very gently because I was afraid he'd break under my touch. He looked so fragile and broken and it kills me to know that I'm the one who put him in this position. He did that trying to protect me.
Assuming that he's sleeping, I took off my sweater and put it under his head and covered his fragile body with my blanket.
I took the food and I was so happy to see that it was a lot of food.
Wait was this supposed to last me for a few days? Because let me tell you a little something; it won't. I'm about to devour it like a famine stricken kid who's been food deprived their entire childhood.
I was afraid to empty the bag because I'm not exactly up to date with my salmonella shots.
Whoever got me this food knew what I ate. A large Cesar salad, 2 large fries, 3 cheeseburgers and an extra large Oreo milkshake.
The only person who could have possibly known about this is currently lying next to me.
Hopefully sleeping.
I tried eating all of this without thinking of anything. Not my parents. Not Jaycee or Jace, Sabrina or even Brenda. Not even CJ. Because if I don't eat and gain strength, I'll be nothing more than the girl that everyone needs to constantly save. I'm not her, and I never want to be her.
Not again.
So believe me when I say that I finished that stuff in under a half hour. I put away the empty bags and just leaned my head against the nasty, sticky wall and took CJ's bony hands in mine.
He looked so exhausted, like he put up with so much. I checked his pulse again just to make sure he's ok because he hasn't moved since they got him here.
What have they done to him? I thought that he was their only road to getting my parents' money. The only way they can get my parents' money is if we were dead and he was the only living heir, but since he saved my and I saved my parents, we're all alive. So since they have me here, that means that they have no use for him! Are they going to kill him? Get rid of him? What are they going to do?
Tears threatened to sting my eyes but I wasn't going to let that happen. I'm done crying and moping over things that are beyond my power . What I will do is fight them head on. I won't let these heartless creatures win.
I laid down next to my brother, and held him in my arms for the first time ever; his back to me and my arms around his chest. Feeling the beat of his heart made it easier to close my eyes. At least he's still with me. I rocked back and forth, quietly singing his favorite song "9 Crimes" :
Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse
I don't know what caused it, or what changed but he put his hands around mine and squeezed them; albeit weakly.
I didn't want to move at all but I had to make sure that I didn't imagine it.
"CJ?" I whispered in his ears. "Can you hear me?"
Without looking at me, he let you a very tired "yeah".
I was so happy and relieved that I forgot I was holding him and literally jumped. Forgetting, for a minute, that I was under captivity.
"Look at me! Oh my god CJ look at me!" I yelled out ecstatically, jumping like a little kid.
Moving ever so slowly, he turned to face me.
"Hey little sis." He said, holding my hands in his after I sat down. "I always knew you were smart and would figure out everything."
"What happened CJ. What did they do to you?"
"You shouldn't have come here Alex. You should've run and never looked back."
"I had to. They were going to kill mom."
"But now they have you in their hands. They're never going to let you go. You should've never come back."
"What are they planning on doing CJ? Whatever it is they won't hurt me right?"
"Alexis this time they won't let you escape again...."
"Why? What are they going to do now?"
His eyes met mine for the first time and I almost forgot how handsome my brother is. His eyes, though, showed so much pain, like he was trying not to tell me something.
He continued.
"They have a whole new plan. They changed everything. This time... this time they plan on killing you themselves."
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AN: Hellooooo beautiful readers!! Welcome back to TGTNN and to the adventures of little Miss Pierce. I'm sorry I've been MIA the past months but school put a cramp in my style BUT IM BACK NOW. Also this book is almost coming to an end. We have until chapter 60 plus the epilogue AND WE'RE DONE!!
What did you guys think of this chapter?? What do you think Blake and Lucas have in store for these poor twins?