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by zerrkaa

by zerrkaa

J O S H

There was a hollow knock at the door, echoing throughout the empty house. I groaned waking from my light nap from the stress of Simon. I'd now calmed down slightly but still couldn't bring myself to love him again. Then the knock again, louder. "Coming!" I yelled rolling out of bed and hurriedly trod down the stairs I opened the door. Adjusting to the sudden light from outside. There stood a policewoman pity in her eyes and a notebook in her hand. "Mr Bradley." She spoke blonde hair pinned back in a bun. "That's me." I responded, "I have information on the Minter kidnap incident." She stated shuffling foot to foot. "I thought this case was closed, Simon's not here." I go to shut the door but she sticks her for in the gap blocking it from closing. "Mr Bradley the officers that worked on that case were not officers. The were in on the plan with the kidnapper. Claiming Simon to be lying and rejected if they were caught on torture. When you did come they were sure to take the case and show you the long way giving the guy enough time to run before he was caught. It's true Simon was kidnapped, it's true Simon was tortured, It's confirmed they were putting chemicals in his drink to mess with is mind and change his personality. We suggest you get him to a hospital to check over his injuries and drain the chemicals from his system. The stuff can stay for a long time." She took a step away and looked back at her car. The expression on my face was priceless. He was telling the truth the whole time, the chemicals changed his personality, the suffering broke his strength, the lack of help broke his heart. "O-Okay thank you, officer." My voice was trembling, my own heart was breaking. I'd hurt an innocent boy - my innocent boy.

I slammed the door and whacked out my phone and rang the contact known as Simon's. It rang - It rang. "Come on Simon! Please! Please pick up baby boy!" Then to my disappointment, I heard the familiar ringtone in the room above my head. "Shit!" I yelled sprinting up the stairs as fast as I physically could before coming face to face with an empty room. I knew he was gone, I just hoped, that this was some sort of sick dream. But no - reality is much worse. "Simon!" I yelled aimlessly breaking down to my knees and sobbing into the side of the bed sheets. Then, the door clicked. My heart filled with warmth and hope. "Josh?!" A voice asked; Tobi's. I returned to a broken, lost, guilty and hurting feeling within myself. I could have stopped him from leaving. But I didn't.

"P-Please. Simon! I need you back! I-I can't d-do this without you! P-Please!" Sadness overtook and I no longer had control over my emotions. "Oh my god Josh what's wrong?!" I heard heavy rushed footsteps come up the stairs and behind me. "Simon. The b-boy you fucked with. T-The boy we broke. T-The boy who tried his hardest when he was hurting so bad. We didn't listen to him! We didn't trust him! Now he's gone! He could be anywhere-" "Josh! He lied-" "No! Vikk! He didn't! A police officer came to me just moments ago and told me everything! She told me the police officer at the scene was in on the whole kidnapping! She told me Simon was abused! She told me Simon was drugged or something similar! H-He-" emotions overtook my body as I laid on the ground to contain myself yet tears won't stop falling. The boys stared at me in disbelief. Guilt clearly filling their features and eyes brimming with tears also. "I-I can't believe we did that to him," JJ spoke leaning against the door for support in the situation. "Josh we're so sorry-" "Get out!" I snapped, so much was happening and I couldn't come to terms with how I was feeling. I needed to think

They slowly backed away out of the room sadly. I violently threw myself on the bed and buried my face deep into my pillow. Then I heard a crippling sound. Paper. I lifted the pillow slightly only to see a slightly off-white coloured envelope. The writing on the front just saying plainly 'Josh'.

I sprinted around and out the house memorising the letter word for word. They jumbled around my head making me feel even worse than before. "Josh where are you going?!" I couldn't answer, I had more important places to be. I just threw the hand written letter at them as a symbol to leave me alone before I speeded off in search of a certain location.