Get 'em Jonny Boy

Chapter 17

My heart drops. I no longer have a heart. I can't hear or feel it beating. But I'm still alive. Still running to save him. Still hearing the ever fading screams until they fall silent. All the guys behind me as we run through the packed streets. The limp body and buff man who is caring the limp body running further away from me. The tears in my eyes make their way down my face. Pushing the pedestrians out of our way. The man turns into an alleyway. We turn in the ally shortly after. But cease to find them.

"Where did they go!" Marcel yelled.

"Who the fuck was that!" Brian yelled.

I slid down the old brick wall the tears never stopping. I vigorously shake my head. Hoping to wake up from this horrible nightmare. When I don't wake up. All the guys are looking at me with sympathy. I glare at them. But they don't change their  expression. Lui had tears running down his face as well. But David and Marcel are here to comfort him. Why my lover is somewhere with someone who had the audacity to kidnap him.

"Fucking stop with the sympathy!" I snarl. They all back away. "We need to go back home. I we can track his phone."

They all nod and start heading towards the house. I sigh and huff out a breath as I get up off the ground. We start walking back tot he house, the house where he got stolen. The house where we could have easily stopped that from happening. I groan and throw my hands up the head. The guys all look back at me, again with sympathy. I glare until I cant anymore but they don't give up. They just continue to look at me.

"Will  you fuckers stop!" I snarl, "I'm not a charity I don't need your sympathy!"

"You don't have to always be the leader you know, why don't you let someone else handle this," Tyler sighs as he pats my back.

"No. I can't let someone else handle this. Not Jonathan," I mutter his name under my breath for minutes on end.

"I'll have droid look into the guy who took him," Craig sniffles as he finds comfort in Tyler's bulky arms.

The pounding footsteps, the pounding headache, the pounding of my lungs the most infuriating sounds and feelings ever. The deep grumbles of my voice as I march my way back to the place where I couldn't have him.

Him 

How will I ever make it up to him? If I find him. God I was 20 feet away from him. How the hell did I not save him? How did this day start out so great and not even half way through the day turn into one of the worse days of my life? Why was this happening to me? I hope he's ok. I really do.

I think to the one person. The one female I can trust with my life.

Britney

I quickly find her number in my phone and scramble to hit the call button. After 2 long rings she finally answers.

"Hey babe what's up?" Her sweet voice I missed asked.

"Brit!" I sob.

"Oh Hun what's wrong?!" She asked her voice laced in concern.

"T.. I... Love... Lost.... How!" I sob.

"Even calm down. It's ok. Tell me what's going on!" She demands. I take a slow deep breath my eyes still clouded with tears.

"The man I love was taken away from me this morning.... A.. And I don't know what to do... I... I'm scared Brit!" I sob out the last 3 words. The first time I've been scared in my whole entire life.

"Oh baby. I'm so sorry. I'll be at your place in 20." She said.

"Ok, thank you Brit. I love you," I say quietly.

"I love you too boo."

We all quietly make our way into the apartment. Sad and depressed was all that could be felt around here. Jonathan made us laugh. He made us feel complete. He brought something that couldn't be explained. He brought something no one noticed until he was taken. He brought the warmth this little group needed. That extra push to actually get to know one another on s personal level. He brought that. And now that he's gone. I don't know what to do. I don't even feel like a half let alone a whole person. He was the glue to my broken life. He held me together like no one has before. He brought that dab of hot glue that made that brought that broke picture frame back to its original beauty. He helped us move on in life. Forget about the pass and have a happy present. Now that's he's gone. All of that went with him.

Left without warning. But welcomed back with an open heart and home. We all needed the insane freak. We all knew that know. But what's to do when the one thing you were depended on depended on you for five seconds. To run to the door in time for the person not to slip him some type of drug. No one knew what to do as we all look at each other.  The faint voice of Craig talking  to one of the most known trackers around. And we are hopping he pulls through with finding the bastard that took the one thing I loved.

The one human being that actually excepts me.

Laughs with me.

Hugs me.

Kisses me.

Loves me.