StepBrothers -Ianthony ~ (BoyXBoy) ~

Chapter 65

Ian's POV

I quickly opened my eyes and looked around, there were paintings on the walls and lights above my head. Where was I?

I bit my lip as I looked down, I wasn't tied up anymore, I was in a small chair that was made of wood. I slowly stood up and looked around, the place I was in, looking like a familiar house that I had been in, not too long ago.

Anthony's POV

I bit my lip as I followed the tracks towards the woods, it was frightening to know something terrible had happen to Ian. I'm an idiot.

I began running, following each step closely, I had to find him, I was going to go crazy if I didn't. What if he is dead, what if he is hurt? I had all those thoughts blasting through my mind, it made my heartbroken to think someone was hurting my baby.

I looked around as I saw the tracks disappear, I was deep into the woods, the sun was still shining through the trees. I bit my lip and gasped as I saw new tracks appearing onto the road beside me. Car tracks.

I instantly began running across them, I didn't care how long it took me, I was going to find Ian.

I ran as fast as I could as I began sprinting down the road and luckily, no cars were coming down these roads. I followed them up to a court, it had a grass patch over a small metal door in the ground, basement maybe?

I slowly opened it and peeked inside, there was a ladder leading down to the bottom. It seemed humid and empty, and echoey. "Ian?!" I yelled into it, hearing my voice echo across the room.

I furrowed my eyebrows and sighed softly, reaching down to grip the top of the ladder, slowly stepping down onto the next bar. "I'm coming Ian!" I yelled, stepping down the bars, one by one.

I looked around, it was very dark and water was dripping out of every corner in the whole thing. I got down to the bottom to look up at the ceiling, seeing drips of water, falling out of the small metal pipes connecting to one another over every place in the ceiling.

I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight, shining it around the whole place, blinking slowly. "Ian?!" I called out, shining it around me. I gasped as I saw a chair in a small room, it had untied ropes on the ground and tiny blood spatters on the arms of the chair.

I ran over to the chair and bit my lip harshly as I looked down at the blood spatters, they were dried up already, blood takes a bit to get completely dried and crusty, right?

I looked around as I dragged the top of my finger across the dried blood, quickly flinching and jumping back as I heard noises echoing around the rooms. "W-Who's there?" I yelled out, spinning around quickly.

I flinched again as I heard footsteps echoing across the walls, I quickly felt my heart beating quicker than it should.

I screamed loudly as I felt a tap on my shoulder, turning around to see an old man with a builders hat on. "Son, what are you doing down here?" He asked, looking at me with concerned, yet irritated eyes.

I let out shaky breaths as I held my phone still. "I- was just looking for somebody!" I said quickly as I scrambled over to the ladder, feeling my face turn red.

The old man only looked at me before, turning around and making his way off back into the darkness. "You stay out of trouble, you hear?!" I heard his voice echo around the walls. "Y-Yes Sir!" I yelled back, quickly climbing up the ladder, making my way up to the top of it, jumping out instantly.

If you went inside of there, you would know that you were probably ping to get killed. But anyway, that was Ian's blood, I'm sure of it. It was dried, it was.. dark red. "Oh my god!" I screamed as I saw more tracks across the grass, leading towards the road, where more car tracks were seen.

I had then noticed, Ian was in that chair that night, Ian's blood was on that chair. And before I knew it myself, they left off into another shelter, I didn't know what to do, life was flashing me right before me eyes and I couldn't do anything about it.