Chapter 5
Howie Kevin and A.J. walked slowly into the basement. “Oh my God,
we have to do something,” Kevin gasped, panic-stricken.
There was a brief silence before A.J. spoke.
“Guys,” A.J. began. “Do
you…think…they’ll…they’ll kill Nick for trying to run away?”
Howie sat down next to A.J. “Bone, everything
will be alright,” Howie spoke trying to comfort A.J.
“Yeah, everything will be alright” A.J. replied
quietly nodding his head. A.J. closed his eyes, thinking.
“Brian too, they took him! What do you think
they will do to him Kev, Howie,” A.J. asked, the fear evident in his voice.
The three of them exchanged worried glances.
Brian stumbled into the room. He immediately
saw Nick tied up again. Brian ran to him. Before he could get a word out Rob
walked in slamming the door shut behind him.
Nick looked at Brian. His blue eyes wide. Brian
looked back at Nick reassuring. Letting Nick know that he would take care of
everything.
Brian slowly stood up. “Listen, Rob, I promise
this will never happen again. I won’t let it. Just let us go and…”
“Save
your breath kid, there’s no way he’s getting out of this one.”
“Please!”
“Shut up,” Rob yelled.
“You heard me kid, he ain’t getting out of
this!”
“And you boy,” Rob said looking at Brian.
“No one, not no one, yells at me like that boy.
You’ll get yours!”
Rob laughed
again and walked around the room, thinking.
“What shall we do with you?”
“Maybe, just to stay on the safe side we should
kill ya!”
Both
Nick’s and Brian’s eyes widened in fear.
“I mean, we don’t need all five of the
Backstreet boys. Four is plenty!”
The
look on Nick’s face and the words that came out of Rob’s mouth were all it took
to make Brian snap.
He lodged at Rob attacking him, tackling him to
the ground. He punched Rob swiftly in the mouth. Rob regained his composure
fast, knocking Brian off of him, onto the floor. Brian was quick on his feet,
adrenaline taking over, as he kicked Rob in the head. Rob yelled in pain. He
was pulling himself up as Brian stole a glance at Nick, whose eyes were wide in
both shock and fear. But yet Nick didn’t say a word. Rob threw Brian roughly to
the floor. Brian fought with Rob, struggling to get the large man off of him.
Rob punched Brian in the jaw; Brian gritted his teeth in pain. Still, trying to
get Rob off of him. He somehow managed to get himself up, backing up against
the wall. Rob ran over to Brian punching him in the stomach, knocking the wind
out of Brian. Rob took full advantage as Brian doubled over, pulling him back
up punching him in the mouth. Brian jumped on Rob, catching him off guard. Ron fell
to the floor. Brian punched him in the eye and then the mouth. Rob fought Brian
off. Within seconds Rob was on top of him. He wrapped his large hands around
Brian’s throat laughing, as Brian struggled to breathe. Brian could distantly
hear Nick’s cries. As Brian was nearing oblivion, he brought his hands up to
Rob’s, fighting with all of the strength left in him. In a matter of seconds
Brian was able to pry Rob’s hands off of his throat. As soon as he succeeded,
he gasped for air. Brian coughed, gasped, and finally began breathing heavily.
His throat stung and it hurt to breathe. Brian jumped up running for Nick. He
took a few steps, but slammed to the ground as Rob grasped his leg. Nick winced
as Brian fell to the ground. Tears staining his face as Brian fought to free
his leg. Rob was to strong for Brian, as he, yet again regained his position on
top of Brian. Brian looked up at Rob’s hand to see a knife. It was a small
pocketknife, but it was heading straight for Brian’s throat. Fear struck both
Brian and Nick. The knife was merely an inch away from Brian’s throat. Brian
tried as hard as he could to fight Rob away, but it was no use, the knife still
remained near his throat. Brian had Rob’s arm but Rob was able to knock it
away. Having no other options, Brian brought his knee up swiftly knocking Rob
away. Brian then struggled to sit up, shaking in fear. Rob was mad, very mad.
He wouldn’t take this from his own hostage. He rammed Brian’s head on the
cement floor. Brian’s mind raced. He didn’t have much time to think Rob was
slamming his head back to the floor again. Brian’s vision blurred, but yet he
still fought to stay awake. The third time Brian’s head struck the floor he
fell immediately unconscious. Once satisfied that Brian was out, he stood up, walking
towards the door. Not before kicking Brian in the head twice, just to be safe.
Nick looked up at Rob. His face tear stained.
“Please, oh God, please let me help him.” Rob looked at Nick. He picked up the
pocketknife. Nick watched him, scared to death that Rob would follow through
with his plan and kill him. To Nick’s relief Rob cut the rope that tied back
Nick’s hands. Nick pulled himself up, but was slammed against the wall as soon
as he stood.
“You ever try to run
away again, EVER, and I will not only kill you, but you will watch as I kill
your friends bud! I can assure you it won’t be a pleasant sight.”
Nick nodded quickly. His gaze never leaving
Rob’s.
As soon as Rob was out of the basement Nick
rushed to Brian. He took a good look at Brian. Making a mental note of all his
injuries. Nick took off his sweatshirt,
crumpling it into a ball. He then gently lifted Brian’s head resting the
sweatshirt under. Nick then took site at the blood dripping out of his mouth.
Nick reacted quickly, gingerly placing Brian on his side. Nick grimaced as the
bruises on his face already started to form. He then lifted up Brian’s shirt
remembering how Rob punched him in the stomach. A large bruise had already
formed. Nick then stopped. He listened intently for Brian to breathe. He sighed
in relief as Brian took in shallow breaths. They were short, shallow gasps.
Nick didn’t care though, all that mattered was that Brian was okay, he hoped.
“Oh God Brian, why did you do that,” Nick cried. “This is all my fault!” He then
rested his head on the cement floor falling to sleep. Not before saying a brief
prayer for Brian and the others. Praying that they all got out of the horrible
situation they were in, alive.
“They’ve been gone to long,” A.J. informed to
the others.
“We know A.J.,” Howie replied.
“Guys, it’s only been about forty-five
minutes,” Kevin stated.
“Kevin,” Howie began. “You were only gone for
like five minutes, if that!”
“Oh.”
“I wonder what they’re doing to them.”
“A.J.,” Howie said, making eye contact with
him. “Snap out of it! You have been so dazed since they were taken away! I am
beginning to worry about you!”
“I’m sorry Howie I am just scared to death. I
guess I’m letting my imagination run wild.”
“Yeah A.J. and you are driving yourself nuts!”
“Okay, D., okay! I’ll cool it.”
“The best thing we can do for Brian and Nick
and for ourselves, is to get some rest,” Kevin said rubbing his temples.