When he sees me (logicality)

12.Broken

Romans (pov)

Patton, Remus and Damian have been missing for a week. The police have gotten involved, there are posters everywhere of the three boys, they've been on the news, the whole state is looking for them. Worst of all? It's broken Logan. He blames himself for not beating Remus or for not realising Patton was gone. He hasn't come out of his room in the full week they've been gone. Hasn't eaten nor slept once since it has happened and has completely given up on using his phone. Virgil is joint first with Logan being the most concerned. Hes practically living with us and I help him through constant panic attacks. I'm concerned. Really concerned. I can't do anything but watch the people's lives I love most. Fall apart in front of there eyes.

Patton's (pov)

My head is banging as I slowly start to feel movement in my body. Tight ropes are wrapped around my wrists and ankles as I sit on a cold damp wooden floor. I open my eyes but it doesn't do me much good. "So your finally awake?" The voice from before says "Damian?" I ask voice wavering slightly "Well aren't you a clever one."  I start to shake as I tears prick at my eyes. "W-What a-are you trying t-to d-do?" I ask tears falling I feel him wipe them away. "Don't cry after all I let you have a six day nap." I was in a coma! "Deeeeeeee. Pay attention to me!" I here another voice I recognise as Remus say. "In a minute love." He put a hand under my chin and I feel his breathe on my lips "Your going to be a best seller." He kisses my cheek and I hear him walk off. I begin to squirm on the floor trying to get out of the restraints letting the tears fall furiously from my eyes. "Logan."

Logan's (pov)

I pace around my room furiously. My clothes scattered across the room, my hair a mess, my eyes wild as I think over where they could've taken Patton. MY Patton. Suddenly my phone buzzes. I haven't looked at it this entire week. Maybe it's the police? I sit on my bed and pull my phone off its charger and look at it for the first time in days. More than a hundred messages and calls from Roman. Angry texts from Joan and concerned ones from father. But  the newest one is from an unknown number with an image attached to it.

'To Logan, love Deceit. xoxo' Deceit? I click on the image and my eyes widen as I see it. Patton on a wooden floor tears spilling from his eyes, yellow duct tape trapped his mouth, his clothes torn and tattered, bruises covering him head to toe and a yellow glove barely visible in the camera holding up Patton by the hair forcing him to look up at the camera showing his broken glasses. Tears fall from my eyes as I type back 'Damian you psychopath! Tell me where the fuck you are now!' I wait for a second before getting a reply 'Damian? Who's she never heard of her?'  I feel my anger boil as I reply back 'I'm not playing your damn games! Where are you!' He replies almost immediately  'Envie de danser' it french I know that much. Then he sends another message 'Cherry. Cent mille' I look at it confused 'See you soon ;)' with that our messaging comes to a close. I make my way over to the computer to translate it.
"Care to dance? Cherry. One hundred thousand." I read aloud. Care to dance? I've heard that before in fact I even think I said. I SAID IT ON PATTON AND MINES FIRST DATE! Of course. So the first clue is Le Dernière Danse. Next cherry. Cherry? CHERRY ROAD! Patton an Virgil's place of home. Now then hundred thousand what could he mea- money. That's it MONEY! He wants. He wants money? Why? I sigh. "So he's between Cherry rd and Le Dernière Danse and want money in exchange for Patton." I say to once again no one. I sigh and run a hand through my hair for the millionth time. God this really has broken me.