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Someone To Hold Chapter 60 Part One!
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From : MandyPandy1652
Added: Sep 21, 2009
Had to make it into two parts. Stupid YouTube.. Anyway~ ENJOY~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Joe's POV I sat in the car, keeping my eyes focused on the window, so Nick wouldn't see me crying. My eyes burned as I stared at rain tapping against the windows. "Joe... Do whatever he says.. Don't end up like me.. Please" Kevin's voice.. It rung in my ear again.. I didn't know if I was imagining it, or if it was really happening. Why should I let him torture Nick and I? We might as well die. At least we'll be safe with Kevin. "Joe.. Please.." Kevin sobbed. I jumped.. His voice was stronger this time. As if he was standing right next to me. Nick obviously didn't hear anything, his head still in his hands, crying loudly. Suddenly the car came to a forceful stop. I lunged foward, but my seatbelt caught me. My back smashed back against the seat and I breathed deeply. Dad stepped out of the car and opened my door, but before I could do anything he stuffed a rag into my mouth and taped the outside with duct tape. I screamed, but it came out muffled. I groaned, and breathing became hard. If I didn't calm down I wouldn't be able to breathe. I was able to relax myself enough to breathe normally again. Dad shoved me into the house and onto the floor, and before I could get to my feet, Nick came crashing on the ground next to me. Dad pulled me up and pushed me into a chair, tieing my hands together. Shortly after he was done he did the same to Nick. I coughed and desperately tried to break my gag. My face was red from screaming and tears. I began to choke and Nick looked at me worringly. He wasn't gagged, but he wasn't saying anything, afraid that Dad would hurt him if he did. "Now, Now Joseph.. Don't hurt yourself." My Dad laughed and ripped the duct tape off my mouth. I immediately spit out the rag and cried as my cheeks stung severely. "I'm going to give you instructions, and if you listen, this can be done very easily." My Dad smirked and moved close to my face, pushing my hair to the side, with a sick smile. "You can cooperate, or... Get punished." I breathed deeply and tried to control my anger. "So.. I'm going to untie you, and you boys are going to stay upstairs in your rooms. Don't bother calling for help, the phones don't work, and I'll be taking those cellphones of yours as well. You're going to do what I say, when I say it." My Dad demanded. I mumbled under my breath. "Ahh, Joseph.. Do you have something to say?" My Dad asked. I took in a deep breath and whispered, my voice shaky, and weak. "..Fuck.. You.." "Aww.. Don't worry.. I'll be taking care of your dirty mouth really soon.. But until then.." My Dad stopped and slapped me across the face and stuck the duct tape back on. "Nick can help you out of that later.." Dad laughed, and untied me from the chair, and then Nick. We walked up the stairs, and I wanted to follow Nick into his room, but he sighed and shook his head and pointed for me to go into my own. I went into my room and sat on the bed, trying to stay calm.. Crystal would find us.. I know it. "You okay?" Nick asked, walking into my room with a first aid kit. I nodded and Nick moved closer to me. "This is gonna hurt.. Sorry." Nick pulled off the tape and put a hand over my mouth to cover my scream. I instantly rubbed my cheek. "Oww.. God.." I whined, my hand practically glued to my red cheeks. "Lemme see your wrist" Nick insisted, taking my hand. "OWW! Don't touch it!" I whisper-shouted, my wrist laying limp in my hand. It was black and blue, blood flowing out of it. Nick ran to the bathroom, and came back with a cold towel, he wrapped my wrist in it and put pressure on the wound. I bit my lip to stop the pain, and Nick smiled comfortingly at me. "Sorry, but it's the only to sop it from bleeding." He apologized, and made me lay down and relax. "Nick.. You should run.. I can cover for you.. L-L-Leave, don't come back, and don't worry about me." I suggested, my throat raw and burning, I was ready to cry again.
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Added: Sep 21, 2009
Had to make it into two parts. Stupid YouTube.. Anyway~ ENJOY~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Joe's POV I sat in the car, keeping my eyes focused on the window, so Nick wouldn't see me crying. My eyes burned as I stared at rain tapping against the windows. "Joe... Do whatever he says.. Don't end up like me.. Please" Kevin's voice.. It rung in my ear again.. I didn't know if I was imagining it, or if it was really happening. Why should I let him torture Nick and I? We might as well die. At least we'll be safe with Kevin. "Joe.. Please.." Kevin sobbed. I jumped.. His voice was stronger this time. As if he was standing right next to me. Nick obviously didn't hear anything, his head still in his hands, crying loudly. Suddenly the car came to a forceful stop. I lunged foward, but my seatbelt caught me. My back smashed back against the seat and I breathed deeply. Dad stepped out of the car and opened my door, but before I could do anything he stuffed a rag into my mouth and taped the outside with duct tape. I screamed, but it came out muffled. I groaned, and breathing became hard. If I didn't calm down I wouldn't be able to breathe. I was able to relax myself enough to breathe normally again. Dad shoved me into the house and onto the floor, and before I could get to my feet, Nick came crashing on the ground next to me. Dad pulled me up and pushed me into a chair, tieing my hands together. Shortly after he was done he did the same to Nick. I coughed and desperately tried to break my gag. My face was red from screaming and tears. I began to choke and Nick looked at me worringly. He wasn't gagged, but he wasn't saying anything, afraid that Dad would hurt him if he did. "Now, Now Joseph.. Don't hurt yourself." My Dad laughed and ripped the duct tape off my mouth. I immediately spit out the rag and cried as my cheeks stung severely. "I'm going to give you instructions, and if you listen, this can be done very easily." My Dad smirked and moved close to my face, pushing my hair to the side, with a sick smile. "You can cooperate, or... Get punished." I breathed deeply and tried to control my anger. "So.. I'm going to untie you, and you boys are going to stay upstairs in your rooms. Don't bother calling for help, the phones don't work, and I'll be taking those cellphones of yours as well. You're going to do what I say, when I say it." My Dad demanded. I mumbled under my breath. "Ahh, Joseph.. Do you have something to say?" My Dad asked. I took in a deep breath and whispered, my voice shaky, and weak. "..Fuck.. You.." "Aww.. Don't worry.. I'll be taking care of your dirty mouth really soon.. But until then.." My Dad stopped and slapped me across the face and stuck the duct tape back on. "Nick can help you out of that later.." Dad laughed, and untied me from the chair, and then Nick. We walked up the stairs, and I wanted to follow Nick into his room, but he sighed and shook his head and pointed for me to go into my own. I went into my room and sat on the bed, trying to stay calm.. Crystal would find us.. I know it. "You okay?" Nick asked, walking into my room with a first aid kit. I nodded and Nick moved closer to me. "This is gonna hurt.. Sorry." Nick pulled off the tape and put a hand over my mouth to cover my scream. I instantly rubbed my cheek. "Oww.. God.." I whined, my hand practically glued to my red cheeks. "Lemme see your wrist" Nick insisted, taking my hand. "OWW! Don't touch it!" I whisper-shouted, my wrist laying limp in my hand. It was black and blue, blood flowing out of it. Nick ran to the bathroom, and came back with a cold towel, he wrapped my wrist in it and put pressure on the wound. I bit my lip to stop the pain, and Nick smiled comfortingly at me. "Sorry, but it's the only to sop it from bleeding." He apologized, and made me lay down and relax. "Nick.. You should run.. I can cover for you.. L-L-Leave, don't come back, and don't worry about me." I suggested, my throat raw and burning, I was ready to cry again.
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