His Attention ~Completed~

Chapter Eleven

After Duncan telling me my little brother is missing, I pretty much blacked out. Everything around me is blurred and I have no control over what I'm doing. My parents got home an hour ago, asking where Duncan was. I couldn't tell the truth, obviously.

Oh hey Mom and Dad. Yeah your youngest son got kidnapped because I joined a gang. What's for dinner?

Like, what the fuck? No. I said he was at a friend's house for a while. Nick was the only one who didn't believe me. Leading me to now...

"And then he said Damien was missing." I mutter. Nick stares at me. Duncan and Colton share a look from across the room. He got here about half an hour ago and, after some begging and pouting, allowed me to tell Nick everything.

"You mean to tell me, my twin sister joined a gang with the most arrogant self centered douchebag at school and got our little brother kidnapped?" Nick asks slowly. I look at the boys for help but they avoid my eyes. I turn back to my brother.

"Yes." I whisper. He clenches his jaw and abruptly stands up. I watch him run his hands through his hair and grumble under his breath. He suddenly turns to Colton. "This is your fault!" He seethes. I jump up before Nick can pounce on Colton. Duncan is up right and ready to defend his boss.

"If you never spoke to Naomi she wouldn't have gotten any fucking crazy ideas and Damien would be here right now!" Nick yells. I struggle to hold him back. "Nick please! Stop! We'll get Damien back. Alright? I promise." I say. Nick looks at me, eyes blazing.

"You promise? Oh goodie. Naomi fucking Cooper promised me something. Well bull fucking shit! Our brother is gone Naomi! G-o-n-e! Do you understand that? And it's all because you got mixed in with this asshole!" Nick screams. I whimper and pull away from him.

Colton is instantly at my side. "She already feels bad enough Nick! Stop! We'll get your brother back but in order for that to happen we need to have our heads on straight and stop playing the fucking blame game!" Colton defends. I blink back tears and lean into him.

His arm snakes around my shoulders and he holds me tightly. Nick eyes his arm warily and collapses on my bed.

"Right. I'm sorry Naomi. I just really want Damien back." He apologizes. "I do too
Nick. More than anything."

Unknown's POV

I roll my eyes as the kid keeps screaming downstairs. Someone forgot to gag him. I slam my pen on my desk and trudge down to the cells. I nearly gag myself at the smell. Like vomit, pee and spoiled milk. Don't ask. I go up to cell number four and cross my arms. The kid stares at up me with wide eyes.

"Wh-" I cut him off by slamming my hand on the metal bars. He flinches and backs away to the wall. "Shut up! You stupid little miscreant. All that screaming is distracting me from actual important things." I spit. He whimpers. "Do you understand?" I ask slowly.

He nods. "Words!" I demand. "Y-yes I do." I smirk wickedly in triumph. "Good boy. You don't want me to gag you, do you?" I ask. He shakes his head. "N-no." I love watching him stutter. Stupid Cooper boy.

They think they own this world. Well guess what bitches? You. Fucking. Don't!

"N- N- Naomi and N- Nick will come for me. A- And Colton." He stutters again. I scoff. "N- no they w- w- won't." I mock. He stares at me, tears threatening to spill. Stupid baby. He's lucky I only locked him in a cell and didn't torture him.