Prison: H2O Vanoss *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

Chapter 17: Found

Evan's POV:
It's been a week since Jonathan has gone missing. Most of the guards are looking for him, except for that Adam guy. He claims that there is already enough guards looking for him. He seems pretty suspicious but he always disappears before I can follow him.

I started talking to Marcel. The conversation soon led to Jonathan.

"I hope he's okay," I say worried. He doesn't say anything, weird. I look at him closely. His eyes seemed to hold anger while his face showed no emotion, again weird. Why is he angry? He can't be that boss guy, could he? It did make sense, maybe I should ask him about it.

"Hey Marcel, can I talk to you privately please?"

"Sure. Why?"

"I just need to." I said getting up. I ushered him to follow me and he quickly did. I led him to my cell, shutting the door.

"I need you to answer me truthfully," I said looking in his eyes. He nodded.

"Are you the boss of whatever Cry is doing?"

His eyes widened in shock. "N-No, that's silly Jonathan's my friend!" Marcel stuttered. He's lying. I can't believe he's doing this!

"Where is he!" I roared. I was done putting up with his bullshit. He's been lying to me the whole time! Marcel cowered away from me, terrified.

"He's in a closet," he smirked regaining his composure. What the hell does he mean, there is no closets in here! Before I could do anything, he ran out of my cell. Dammit! I would chase him, but it would be a waste of my time. I need to find a guard, maybe they know where a closet is!

I hurried to the nearest guard.

"Excuse me Mr..."

"Sark, please call me Sark." The guard said with a kind smile.

"I think I know where Jonathan is," I whispered to him. His eyes widened in surprise but was quickly replaced with seriousness.

"Where is he?" He somewhat demanded.

"Is there a closet somewhere? He said Jonathan was a closet." I said.

"There's only one closet and that's the janitors closest, but it's off limits to prisoners. Are you sure?"

It finally made sense. That guard, Adam, was dirty!

"Yes! I'm positive, there's a dirty guard! Please, can we go now?!" I pleaded. He nodded ushering me to follow him. He quickly scurried into a part of the prison that was unknown to me. It was the restricted section.

We were face to face with a door. Sark tried to open the door, but it was locked! I pushed him out of the way and rammed into the door. While I was doing so, Sark yelled for more guards.

The door finally broke open and there sat Jonathan in the middle of the dimly lit room. There was blood everywhere and various tools scattered about. Jonathan was passed out in the chair, probably from blood loss. I rushed over to him and tried to wake him up.

The guards pushed me out of the way and brought a medical team in. The team brought in a stretcher and hauled Jonathan away. All I could do was stand there and watch. Almost everyone left, it was just me and Sark.

"It's okay man. He'll be fine. They just need to help him get better, that's all." Sark tried to comfort me. It was no use.

I looked around the room again. It was a really bad sight. The blood started to make me nauseous. Realizing this, Sark led me out of the room and into my cell block. I went up to my cell and laid on my bed. I was oddly exhausted. I closed my eyes and let sleep take over me.
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A.N.~ CAN I JUST SAY THANKS FOR OVER 1K READS. ASDFGHJKL. Anyways, hope you like it. Sorry it was like, BAM he was kidnapped, BAM he was found. But hey, I don't know what to write in between. There will be more plot twist and I'm sorry for the lack of H2O Vanoss!