Dallas Twins

Chapter 44: Enemies Turned Friend's

⚠WARNING⚠ THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME GRAPHIC VIOLENCE!! IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ IT!!
Cam's POV
Brady has been gone for a week, and there's no sign of him. There's no doubt in my mind that Olivia is the cause of all this.
Brady did run away, but I know he couldn't be away on his own this long. He would have come back...
Addy and Cody are never happy now. They never smile or laugh, and it brakes my heart. We search ever night after dinner, but nothing...
I was lying on my bed, thinking of where Brady could be, when I heard a knock at the door.
I went downstairs and opened the door. I was shocked to see...Ryan...
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I need to talk to you." He said.
I glared at him. He put me through a lot of shit growing up, and I'm not sure what he's gonna do.
"About what?" I said.
"Everything." He sighed.
I sighed...
"Fine." I said.
I let him in and we sat on the couch.
"First off, I wanna say I'm really sorry about Brady. I know what you're going through...Trust me..." He said.
I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say.
"Also, I wanna apologize for everything I did to you growing up. I was just trying to fit in, and I guess that meant bullying you. When Brittany left me, I was so scared. I was a sophmore with a son and no one to help me. My parents....They used to beat me as a kid...Call me worthless or a waste of life...I never had the courage to tell anyone...They kicked me out when I told them about the baby." He said.
I felt bad. The only reason Ryan ever bullied me was because he didn't know better.
"I got a job and an apartment, switched to online school, and raised the baby myself...but when senior year...he got sick...and he didn't make it..." He said.
I was 100% confused.
"Wait? What do you mean?" I asked.
"Victor isn't my son...I adopted him when he was 7...My real son's name was Danny...but he died when he was 2." He said.
"How does Victor not remember?" I asked.
"A month after I adopted him, we got in a car accident and he had a concussion. He lost all his memory, so he doesn't remember being adopted or even the accident." He said.
"What about the fight senior year?" I asked.
"That was when Danny died...I was mad and hurt..." He said.
I can't be mad at him...He had an extremely rough childhood and lost his son...
"I'm sorry...I'm thought you were being mean just to be mean..." I said.
"No... I just had a lot of bottled emotions and I didn't know how to handle them..." He said.
Again, I didn't know what to say...
"My reason for coming is...I'm gonna help you find Brady...I lost my son, but I'm gonna try and help you find yours. Victor really likes Addy, and he says he wants her to be happy again..."
"Well...Addy seems to like him a lot too..." I said, slightly smiling.
He smiled back and we bro hugged.
"Just one thing..." Ryan said.
I looked at him to show I was listening.
"Please...Don't tell Victor anything...I'm gonna tell him when he's older..."He said.
"I won't." I said.
"Okay, let's focus on Brady. I saw all over twitter 7 years ago about his...situation...Where did you guys find him?" He asked.
"This old apartment complex. But the cops checked and found nothing." I said.
"Let's go back and just check things out. There might be something they didn't see." He said.
"Let's go later tonight. I don't want anyone to find out..." I said.
We planned out we'd meet back here at midnight and he left.
Brady's POV
1 Week...1 Week of pain and torture...
Each girl beats me at least twice a day. I'm pretty sure my arms, legs, fingers, ribs, and nose is broken.
I get fed, if I'm lucky, once every day. It's either crumbs or half rotten.
"Hey little shit! Time for your evening beating..." Lisa said, barging in the room.
My eyes went wide and she smirked. She grabbed me and dragged me out the door. She dragged me down the stairs and into a kitchen.
"Now...you're gonna tell me where you live or I'm gonna torture the hell out of you..." She said.
"Never!" I yelled.
She turned on the stove and stuck my hand in the flame. I scream in pain as I feel the flame burn my skin.
"Tell me now!!" She yelled, turning up the heat.
"No! Leave them alone!!" I managed to say.
She slapped me and stuck both hands  in the flame.
"Tell me!!!" She yelled.
I shook my head as the pain doubled.
She turned off the flame and tied me to a chair. She went into a cupboard and pulled out a plastic jar with something brown in it. I couldn't tell what it is.
She grabbed a butter knife and walked over to me. I saw the label of the jar...Peanut Butter...
"No! No!!" I yelled, trying to break free.
"Tell me or this is going all over you." She said, grabbing my torn up shirt.
"N-no!! Just leave them alone!!" I said, starting to cry.
"I have a job to do, and that is I kill you and your idiot twins." She said.
"Just leave them alone!! Please!!" I cried.
"I'll give you one last chance...Where are your siblings?" She asked.
"I'll never say! You won't hurt them!" I yelled.
She opened up the jar, and I could smell the peanuts. My skin started getting itchy. She put some on the knife and wiped it on my arms.
My skin started itching and it was getting red and splotchy.
"Where are they?" She yelled.
I couldn't talk...The peanuts were already making it hard to breath.
She put more on the knife and wiped it all over my forehead and cheeks.
Lastly, she wiped it all over my neck.
I started coughing blood and my throat started closing.
All of a sudden, everything went black...