|| Chapter Seven ||

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|| Chapter Seven ||

Friday night

| Mikey's POV |

We had a day off from everything and decided we would spend it together for once. Well with the exception of Rye being on a date and Andy not being here. God only knows where he is. That we would go into the cinema room to watch elf (to Brooklyn's demand of course). We were passing round bowls of popcorn, that I believe may be old, and watching the part where Buddy was running round in the revolving door. There was a sudden noise of the door bell and everyone shouted out "not it!"

I didn't get a chance, so that only means I'm getting the door. I grumble a "you're all children!" whilst getting up from my very comfortable spot. They only chuckle as I walk out of the room to the front door. I frown as I don't see anyone through the small window. But opening it up anyway I gasp at what I see.

There stood a hunched over person by the name of Harvey Cantwell. He was clutching onto his stomach and as he looked up at me I released another shocking gasp. His face was all beaten up and bloody. His lip was busted and there was a deep red cut across his eyebrow. Small bruises all over, he tried to speak, "Hey, poodle. How've ya been?" He tried to chuckle but he doubles over in pain, groaning out and hitting the floor.

I quickly move over to him, making my hands linger all over his body, making sure I don't hurt him even more. "God, what happened to you?" I whispered to myself taking his arm and softly placing it across my shoulders. I slowly lift him up from the ground and shout for the boys. They all run in concerned, but when seeing the state of Harvey they all gasp. "Jack call Andy and Rye, Brook go get the first aid kit. And Alex make sure the security system is on."

They all nod at my instructions and run to their demanded tasks. I take the full weight of Harvey's body and walk into the kitchen, lightly placing him down on the stool, I look over his face. Brook ran in with the first aid kit and gave it to me, opening it up I start on Harvey's face. I heard Jack walking in with his phone against his ear, "Yeah... yes, Mikey's taking care of him now... ok see you soon." He hung up his phone, "they'll be here in ten minutes."

I nod, Harvey winces as I wipe the antiseptic on his face. "Stop being a baby." I whispered. I saw a smile raise against his lips and I smile back. Getting a needle and some string I start doing the stitches on his eyebrow. Alex walked in and said he took care of all the security procedures.

Wiping away any dried up blood, I hear the front door opening up and in walked Andy with a look of worry and he was very dressed up. Rye followed with the same expression. Andy walked up to Harvey and checking out his figure. "Has anyone called Blair?" Rye asked to the group. We all shook our heads and he sighed telling us he'll go do it.

"You look nice, date night?" Harvey said looking over Andy's appearance. Andy shook his head with a light blush, I frown. We have so many secrets in this house I swear. "Don't you dare, Cantwell." He playfully pointed.

"So what happened? Where's Robbie?" A look of realisation washes over everyone and we intently stare at Harvey for an answer. You see when Harvey got in trouble with the west-side gang, he had to disappear but he couldn't do it alone, so Robbie (Rye's brother) went with him for protection.

"Well, we were somewhere in east London, when we saw a few of the West-sides gang members. We tried to hideaway from them but they found us and took us to this abandoned warehouse. They started to torture us, asking for your secrets and where you were all situated."

"But of course we stayed loyal and didn't tell them anything. We were there for a week maybe, but they started to torture us individually. Taking us in separate rooms. But when we were put back together, Robbie and I thought up a plan to escape."

"When they had untied us, we would start fighting back, I got away but they brought more men in and... they... they took Robbie. I tried getting him back but he shook his head and shouted for me to run. I'm sorry Andy I couldn't get to him, I don't know if he's alive but I hope for Rye's sake he is."

We all were struck with fear and worry, Robbie was a great member. One of the best if he's dead it would destroy Rye. "What's Rye gonna say?" Harvey whispered out.

"Don't worry Harv, I'll talk to Rye." Andy spoke but the door opened and everyone's head shot towards it, looking at Rye with sorrow filled eyes. "Woah, did someone die?!"

"No, not that we know of but Rye we need to talk." Rye looked at Andy with confusion slowly nodding. Andy took Rye out of the kitchen. And we all exchanged glances. Rye loves his family, this will destroy him.

| Rye's POV |

Andy took me to the cinema room, I looked around the dark lit room and sighed, "god this place is a mess." I exclaim looking at Andy. He sighed too but his sounded sad instead of disappointed. "Rye you might want to sit down for what I'm about to tell you." He looked sad and filled with sorrow. "Uh, ok?" I say sitting down.

Looking up at him I watch him pace, looking like he's trying to find the right words. "Andy you're scaring me, what's going on?"

He stops pacing and looks at me, "Robbie's been kidnapped- " after those three words everything had just go silent, he kept talking but it was muffled. Everything started to crash down on me, my heart was pounding in my ears, screaming at me to release it from it's cage. My breath had become heavy and short.

I can't believe he's been taken away from me, emotions were swimming all around me. Anger. I'm angry at these people who took him, I'm angry at Harvey for letting this happen. But I'm mostly angry at myself for letting him go.

Sadness. I'm sad the fact that there might be a chance I would never see him, ever again. Sad that he may he dead. Sad that I have lost a brother whether he's dead or alive.

Scared. I felt scared for what may happen to him. I'm scared to know if he is dead because if he is, then I truly have Lost a brother.

I felt a soft hand placed on my shoulder and Andy pulled me into him for a hug. His soothing voice went back to me and I just let it all out, the tears, the silent screams and the pleading to god that Robbie is still alive.

"Rye, I pinky promise that we will find Robbie and take him home." He placed his pinky finger in front of me, I lifted my head up from his chest and gave him a shake of the head.

"This is serious Andy, what if we don't find him?" I cried.

"Then blame me."

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