Hostage

Fuck Family

Jase's POV

Song:Odesza: Corners of the earth.

Keenan was free.

It was all over the news.

Apparently, the witness wasn't even in the right state of mind.

Apparently, the witness died a few days ago.

My Audi R8 came to a screeching halt in the in front of the almighty 'Paradise Hotel.' The only thing worse than the weird glances I'd gotten from the moment I'd left my apartment this morning was the 'Come to paradise hotel' text message I'd gotten from Keenan this morning.

My jaw clenched as I hesitantly let go of the steering.

I didn't want to go.

Hell, the last thing I wanted was to sit around and force myself to listen to any of their pretentious bullshit.

The last thing I needed was to listen to another of Roxi's overly optimistic speeches.

But if Keen called,I had to go.

The last thing I needed was Paul tailing me.

Even if I'd been ordered to show up in a hotel I basically owned.

Paradise Hotels was the first big thing I'd invested in after my debut as an artist. Over time,I'd worked on buying more shares and after Andre's birthday present to me last year, I could proudly say I was the biggest shareholder of Paradise Hotels.

Getting out of the car,I shut the door rather harshly,dismissing the side glances I got from the staff who stood stiffly in front of the hotel doors.

Fuck family.

I needed a distraction.

I needed to be in school, teasing Ruby Kent until I felt better about myself.

"Mr. Monroe!" A round faced middle aged man in a dull brown suit hurried towards me,a pale skinned lanky looking man tagging behind him.

"Mike." I acknowledged him, tossing my car key to the man who stood behind him. "Is Keenan here?" I asked as I walked towards the door.

"Y-yes sir." He stammered and I inwardly cringed. It was uncomfortable really.... Having someone nearly as old as mum call me sir. But then, it was the same everywhere. The butlers at home, the maids, the workers at the office.

It was difficult to ignore how people avoided my gaze,And how the workers seemed to walk faster than usual when I was around.

Sometimes, being unserious was the best option, but now, that only seemed possible when Ruby Kent was around.

"But,sir there's been a bit of a situation." Mike continued, snapping me out of my thoughts. "You see your brother, Sir Andre stayed here last night and--"

My head snapped in his direction at the mention of Andre's name.

"You see, it doesn't look very good up there. I would have asked the cleaners to do something about it but your sister insisted we stay out of the suite. So you see-"

"Mike." I stopped abruptly in front of the private elevator, cutting him off. "What happens in the suite stays in the suite. You remember that, right?" I tried to sound as unfazed as Keen would if he was here in my place but my fingers were trembling when I placed my finger on the thumb pad.

"Of course sir." Mike answered immediately, a wide grin spreading across his face.

"Good." I nodded as the elevator doors opened.  Giving Mike one last glance,I walked in and then glanced down at my sneakers.

My heart was beating fast against my chest as I felt the elevator  begin to ascend.
I tapped my feet nervously, unintentionally chewing the inside of my lip.

Mike had said things weren't looking too good. But no amount of warning he gave would have prepared me for the sight that came to view the moment the elevator stopped and the doors opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sobs that hit my ears.

It wasn't just the trashed room, or the torn up paintings,or the broken glass from the ruined mirror.

No,it wasn't the word 'murderer' spelled out boldly on the wall behind the bed. It wasn't Roxi who'd turned away from the two figures crouched behind her on the ground to clean her tear stained face.

It wasn't Keenan who for the first time looked defeated and completely helpless.

No, it was Andre.

It was Andre who sat in front of Keenan, his head buried in his chest, his tears leaving watermarks on Keenan's light blue shirt as Keenan repeated the words 'we've got you' over and over again.

"You're going to be fine. Y-you're going to be okay. Everything, everything will be okay Dre. Everything will be fine. I've got you. Roxi's got you. Jason's got you. Everything is going to be okay. We- We'll be fine."

"Why is this happening to me?" Andre's words were barely audible through his sobs. "Why-why am I like this,Keen? Why do I have to be like this?" His voice broke. "I try,I try so hard to be good-"

"Andre." This time it was Roxi who spoke. "Andre,look at me." She tugged him out of Keenan's grip so he was facing her. "Andre, you are good." Her voice broke. "You are perfect. That person-" Her eyes quickly glanced over to the television. "That person isn't you." She continued.

I should have looked away from the television right then. I should have made my presence known. I should have walked up to them,I should have told Andre everything was going to be fine, just like Keen and Roxi had done.

But I stayed just as glued to my spot as my eyes stayed glued to the television.

I watched a girl with platinum blonde hair run. And I watched Dre chase her. I watched him drag her by her hair and I  watched her try to fight. I watched him hit her. I saw her mouth bleed.

I watched her cry while saying something. The television was mute but I could swear she was begging for her life. I watched Dre pull her roughly towards the edge. And then he let her go.

I watched him say something. And then she was climbing. I watched her spread her arms sideways and breathe in deeply like it was supposed to be her last.

And then she let go.

And she was falling.

Hey guys.

So.... First of all I'd like to say a very big thank you to all my readers for 16k reads❤. Thank you all so much.

Secondly, just in case some of you were wondering or confused, the girl in the video is Isabel.

Despite the title (lol) this chapter was supposed to show that despite their differences and separate lives, family always comes first to the Monroe's.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.

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Love, Chay.