Chapter Nine

28 2 1
                                    

A/N Wow! It's been a while since this bitch here had updated hasn't it?

It's been a week since Avi left and everyone was terrified. It was all over the news. The police were involved now, and so many fans came to L.A from across the world to help. The bands families stopped everything to come search, but so far they couldn't find anything. Avi's family was so scared of what happened to their son. Esther, Scott, and Kevin were especially broken about where he was.  

"What if he's dead?" Scott asked timidly. Mitch rubbed his shoulder.

"He's not. Avi's strong." Mitch reassured with tears brimming his eyes. Kirstie was still silently bawling along with Esther. Kevin was just trying to keep everyone calm, but it wasn't working.
------------
"Why are you doing this?" Avi asked angrily. The man paced back and forth and laughed. He pulled out a butter knife.
Not a butcher knife. But a butter knife.

"Can you spread you fingers for me?" He growled walking right up to Avi. Avi was terrified so he did it. The man began to cut in between Avi's fingers making Avi scream in pain and terror. The man then used the small knife to leave three equal cuts on both of Avi's knees and then cut near his shoulders. Avi was bawling at this point and he was squeaking more high pitched than he ever has.  

"Please. St-top." Avi whimpered. 

"Such a talented, pretty little boy. Too bad no one's every going to see you again."

A/N wrote this on the bus to school so I'm sorry about the poor writing quality and that's so short

See ThroughWhere stories live. Discover now