Broken and Abused

Chapter sixty three

A/n: Do ya'll get notifs every time I edit a chapter that I already published?

If you do, then you don't have to re-read those chapters, literally all i'm doing is fixing spelling errors :P

Anyways, It's time for another chapter!

Tw: deaths, bloody knives, Andrew, blood, cuts.

"Stop trying to calm me down!" Remus yelled, tugging at his hair with unshed tears in his eyes.

"Remus-" Janus began. He knew that his intrusive thoughts were getting to him.

"No! God, we could have helped him! He got taken right under our noses!" Remus yelled as he paced the room, "what if his stomach is cut open and his guts are spilling on the floor? What if Andrew put a knife in his chest?"

"Remus—"

"There's nothing we can do now!" He snapped, For all we know, he's half way across the country being tortured right now in some creepy shack in the woods like they always are in-in the movies and and and the fan fictions!" Remus cried.

"Remus! This isn't a movie, and this isn't a fan fiction!" Janus exclaimed, trying to yell over his boyfriend's thoughts and try to take him out of them, "you think I don't feel the same way?!"

"Janus, I know, i'm sorry it's just hard! I-I—what if we don't ever see him again?!?"

"Remus, you adorable, stinky trash goblin, Virgil will be found. Maybe we'll find him, maybe the police will find him, I have no clue. I miss him too, and it hasn't even been that long!" Janus explained, "i'm worried beyond belief!"

"I know, I know. I have hope we'll find him, but what if we don't?" He whispered.

Janus sighed, "I don't know" he muttered, "but we can still try all we can to get him back!"

There was a sad silence for a few seconds, before a loud buzzing came from Remus' phone.

"CHRIST ON A BIKE!" He screeched, jumping up.

Janus snorted, "you watch too much Jacksepticeye"

"nO YOU-"

"Just pick up the phone already!"

Remus grumbled and picked up.

"Hello?" He asked, "this better be good, Janus and I are busy mourning the loss of Virgil"

"Remus, if you're with Janus, put me on speaker phone." Logan said, not taking any nonsense.

"Kay" Remus answered.

"Alright, so-"

"HI REMUS!!! HI JANUS!!!" Patton screeched, making everybody jump out of their socks.

"Patton, calm down!" Emile yelled.

Logan sighed, "children"

"Tell me about it" Janus said, sighing as he watched Remus picked his nose with his pinky toe.

"Anyways, Ram and Kurt say they have an idea of where Virgil is" Logan informed them.

Janus glared, at nothing in particular really, and said, "how do you know they aren't just trying to trick us?"

"Why would you think that?" Patton asked.

"Gee, I wonder" Janus deadpanned into the phone.

Remus shoved his pinky toe in his mouth, sticking his tongue under his toenail and devouring his boogers that were stuck under them.

Once he finished his snack, he ignored Janus's grossed out stare, asking, "Yeah, didn't they help Andrew with a bunch of crap"

"Come on, Remus! We're done with all of that!" Ram groaned.

"Yeah! Andrew took Virgil into a place deep inside of the woods. There's a huge hidden house there that Roman, Ram and I used to hang out in all the time when we were kids. Andrew came around, blah blah blah, and that somehow became the place where we'd go if we ever needed to..lay low for a few days. We weren't sure if that was exactly where they were, but Roman just texted me, confirming that that's where Andrew took Lucia and Virgil" Kurt explained.

"Wait, why would Roman text you that if he knew that you guys were donzo with all of that stuff?" Remus asked skeptically, Removing his slobbery toe from his mouth.

"Because Roman's a part of our rescue plan" Ram explained.

"Rescue plan?" Janus asked.

"Yeah. He think's we're on his side still" Kurt smirked, "we've been texting. Telling him that we're coming to help. But he's seemed reluctant. He's been telling us that he wants to stop, wants to quit—maybe we should get him in on the plan? It can help."

"What if he's trying to manipulate you guys? What if he know's something's up?!" Janus exclaimed.

"How would you know?" Ram asked.

"It takes a liar to know a liar" Janus glared, "besides, after all he's done—"

"That's not the point! See, Andrew told us his plan." Kurt said.

"Plan?" Remus asked.

"Yeah, and Roman was the key for this plan because he's great at acting" Kurt said, "but we need to tell him about it! I know he doesn't wanna help, doesn't wanna do this!"

"Well what is this genius plan of yours then?" Janus asked.

"Roman stays 'loyal' to Andrew, enough to where Andrew can put enough trust in him to leave him alone with Lucia and Virgil while he gets it on with Raegan, and Roman texts us more information about this every day, so that we'll know when it's time" Kurt said.

"Time for what?" Janus asked.

"Time enough for us to get there to help Roman help them escape! We get them out of there while Roman distracts Andrew long enough for the police to arrive. Once the police arrive all of them can worry about Andrew instead of Virgil and Lucia because we will have already had them out and free!" Ram finished.

"Okay. Tell Roman the plan" Janus said reluctantly.

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Carl and Paul walked through the basement of Lucia's house, looking around at all of the blood covered knives, the ropes, the chains, and other various weapons Andrew used on his family, and others.

The basement had dried, blood covered walls and a dark, dreary atmosphere to it. There were flies everywhere.

"Wow.." Paul whispered.

It looked like various murders happened down there.

Carl looked around at all of the body bags, wondering if actual people were in them.

He looked into one bag and saw a dead young woman inside, her baby protectively wrapped in her cold, dead arms. The baby was dead too, and their faces were cold and lifeless, slowly but surely rotting away as maggots began to eat their decaying bodies.

The child looked no more than three months old, but it was hard to tell when it's shape was deformed into a bloody, cut up shape of flesh.

Paul put a hand over his mouth as Carl yelled for Tiffany.

Tiffany came down, and as soon as she saw the bodies gasped, filling the silent room with an echoey noise.

"I guess now we have an Idea what happened to Jenna Clay, and her daughter, Layla" Tiffany muttered.

Tiffany got on her walkie talkie and began talking to other officers, "Jenna Clay and Layla Clay were the people murdered a few weeks previous of Andrew escaping jail. Until now the murderer was unknown and the bodies have yet to be recovered, but now we know the murderer, and have the bodies. We need back up Police officers to help inspect the basement for more evidence, and more bodies, over" she said, zipping the body bag back up and bringing it to her police car.