Heavy Hands (frerard)

Chapter 33

"Please," I begged. "D-do you want money? I can get you money."

I sat on the ground, curled up in what looked like a basement. People around me were walking around, so far just ignoring me. I sobbed, trying to take deep breaths as I closed my eyes. It had only been a couple of hours but I just kept imagining Mikey on the ground, shot and bleeding. He was only a kid.

There were seven in total and each one was bigger than the last. They all had piercings and tattoos, none of them speaking to me. I wasn't sure if I would rather them ignore me or talk to me to at least explain something about what was going on. I was taken from my own home in the middle of the night. It wasn't a robbery, they didn't take anything but me. Why would they take me?

"I don't want any of that," one of the men said from across the room, talking to one of his accomplices. "Make sure you keep this quiet, okay? No one has to know. Get everything set up to contact Iero, we have to make sure that everything is prepared."

My head turned to them when I heard them say Frank's name. This has something to do with Frank? Why would Frank matter that I was just kidnapped?

"I've almost got everything," the other man said.

"Frank?" I asked. "P-please, what's going on?"

"God he's getting annoying," the man muttered.

"Please, I just wanna talk to Frankie," I sobbed.

He grabbed a piece of cloth, coming over. I whimpered, backing up as far as I could against the wall. He tied the cloth into my mouth around my head as a gag and I sobbed. I pulled at the ropes, feeling it dig into my wrists.

"He cut his arm when he fell," the man remarked. "Get it cleaned up."

Another man came over and I jumped back as he touched my arm, which was covered in dry blood. He wiped it down and wrapped it up in a bandage. He seemed to have at least a little bit of medical knowledge, maybe he was a doctor. Why would a doctor kidnap someone? Well, there is seven of them, just like the seven dwarfs. Maybe I can call him Doc.

Doc left me alone, sniffling and crying as he walked to the leader, who I was gonna call Grumpy. I gave the rest of them names all from the seven dwarfs, Bashful, Happy, Sneezy, Sleepy and Dopey. Maybe that'll make it easier to keep track of them and possibly help me get out of here somehow.

"I have a meeting later," Grumpy said. "This better be done quick."

"What if he doesn't answer?" Dopey asked.

"Why wouldn't he answer?" Grumpy asked. "You've seen him with Gerard, he would slit his own wrists for him, he's gonna answer if he thinks Gerard is calling him."

I looked at them nervously before I realized they had a camera on a tripod that Sleepy set up in front of me. They surrounded me then and I cowered back in fear. I closed my eyes, trying my best to block everything else out. It felt like years of them talking before I heard Frank's voice above all the rest.

"What the fuck is this?" Frank asked.

I opened my eyes, gasping as I looked around. But I couldn't see Frank from where I was, he could only see me.

"We have something that you may want," Grumpy said.

He grabbed my hair, lifting my head up as I sobbed.

"Don't fucking touch him," he seethed.

The man pulled the gag out of my mouth.

"Mikey is hurt," I sobbed. "Y-you have to help him."

"Why are you doing this?" Frank asked.

I sniffled, looking at the camera.

"Please," I sobbed. "Please let me go."