Gio's POV
It's been two months now. I'm still in this stupid barn but on the bright side they did un-tie me. I've been sleeping on s concrete floor with minimum water and food.
It's like hell all over again, except worse.
The beatings were a lot worse then before, plus he has his little buddies beating me too.
I just don't understand what I did to deserve this. I don't understand why my father is so cruel.
I've been thinking recently and maybe he's mad at the world for my mother passing. Which makes sense but I still think he shouldn't take it out on his god damn son.
The door creaked open and in walked my father. "Hey fag." He said before splashing water in my face. I jolted up from the floor and sat up.
"Get up, come on." He said whilst getting grabbing my arm and pulling me off the ground. Which hurt, may I add.
He tied my hands and put a bag over my head before throwing me into a trunk. He started the car up and turn his radio up incase I decided to yell.
It was a long and bumpy ride and I definitely got a few bruises along the way. This man drives like a manic.
What felt like million of light years later, we finally came to a complete stop.
I was dragged out of the trunk by two people and leaded to our next destination. Which happened to be a bedroom, which I could see once they took the cloth off my head.
It was my old bedroom, the house we lived in before mum passed away.
"Why are we here?" I questioned my father as he was just standing there looking at me like the rest of his minions.
"Because I wanted you to feel more pain, plus we were at the barn too long. We needed to switch it up and this place was available." He smugly said as he reached in his back pocket.
I didn't except him to pull out a freaking gun.
"Now, son. We need you to tell us about Lorenzo's family. Everything you have on them or I'll shoot you." He simply said with a soft shrug.
I was shocked. Of course I didn't want to get shot but I was completely lost on this subject.
"I don't know anything, I swear." I whispered, which wasn't the smartest think to say because it ended up with my lip getting busted with the end of the gun.
"Father, I swear. He never told me anything and the only time I ever saw any of his relatives was when we went and saw the family doctor because I had a lot of complications after I left your house." I quickly assured him, hoping he wouldn't hit me again.
"We hardly left the house. He didn't want you to get me, we locked ourselves in his house." I spoke again.
He slowly pulled the gun away from my head and tucked it back in his pants. "Why should I believe you?" I rolled my eyes
"Because after I left your house the first place he took me was his doctor. He fixed me up and gave me medicine to fix what you broke. The second time I saw him was when the black eye you gave me infected my eye because a piece of your shoe got in there. Which resulted in going blind in my right eye. The third time I was ever going to go over there was the day you crashed into Lorenzo's car." I quickly rushed out, mad and upset over the fact that Lorenzo had to be brought up.
"What were you going over there for that day?" He questioned before pointing the gun at my head again.
"I don't know really. We were happy the morning. He wanted to go see his family and probably spend time with them since every other time he had seen them with me, it resulted in me seeing the doctor." I whispered whilst silent tears were rolling down my cheeks.
That morning was suppose to be special and this stupid bastard ruined it.
He pulled the gun away and huffed out the room. His minions followed behind them and locked the door.
Great. Now I'm locked in a room with no way out. This was the only room in the house with no windows too.
I huffed and wiped my tears before laying down on the floor and facing away from the door.
I just wanted my Lorenzo.
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Lorenzo's POV
It's been two damn months and we still had no leads on where he could be. No one knows what other provenance he could be in.
I was a freaking mess. I couldn't sleep at night anymore. I couldn't stand the empty feeling and the silence killed me. He wasn't there to play with my hair until we both fell asleep.
The one thing I have kept up on is my appearance because I want to be in as much shape as I can when I find Gio. I'm going to beat the living shit out of his father.
It's just misery. I never thought I would find love and once I did, it was ripped away from me. I can't function without him and I most definitely can't lose him now.
It wasn't until later that night when I was sitting on my couch, staring at a photo of my Gio on my phone that I got a call from my father.
"Hello?" I questioned whilst standing up. "Son, they got off a hit on stop light camera with a face recognition of Gio's father in the next provenance over."
"Are you serious? Did they find Gio?" I questioned excitedly but was immediately disappointed.
"Not yet son. It just came in. We don't have anything else just yet. The team is working on finding connections with Gio and the provenance he is supposedly in."
I nodded even though he couldn't see me. "Thank you." I said before hanging up and dropping back on the couch and putting my head in my hands.
They have something but aren't close enough. I'll go over there and help tomorrow.
As of right now, I suppose I could go back to staring at my photos of Gio until I fall asleep.

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