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Selling Out: Chapter Four:
�RAY LOOK OUT!� Before Ray could twirl around to see what was going on behind him, he was hit on the back of the head with a heavy object. With a small groan he allowed his eyes to roll back and fell to the ground motionless. �Geez I can�t tell you how much I�ve been wanting to do that!� One of the men exclaimed to the other while the 2 men dragged the bodyguard away from the car and into the shadows. �Shut Up, now isn�t the time to be getting into this, lets just get the kid and get out of here.� The other hissed in response and looking to where JC sat motionless in shock still in the back seat of the car, staring at the spot his bodyguard had been not moments before. Not fully comprehending that he was in trouble and should be trying to get away and get help. The movement of the two men towards JC brought him slightly out of his daze and he started to inch back towards the other side of the car in an effort to get away from the approaching men. His mind not realizing just yet that he should be making a run for it. But within seconds one of the men�s hands was reaching in through the still open door and trying to get a hold of the young man. �NO! Leave Me ALONE!� JC screamed out while starting to kick out at the man reaching for him. But the man would not be deterred and managed to get a hold of JC�s kicking feet and held him steady by the ankles trying to drag him out of the car. �Oh God! Please stop! Take whatever you want but please just leave us alone!� JC cried out again grasping at anything that would keep him from pulling pulled from the car while renewing his struggles and kicking. Managing to get one foot free from the man�s strong hold he kicked out and hit the man in the face, giving the man a bloodied nose. He scrambled as far to the other side as possible, back pressed against the door and feet curled up into the rest of his body, searching for any means of escape. Unexpectedly the door behind him was yanked open and with out any way to stop his fall he tumbled from the car hitting the ground harshly only to be yanked up by his collar seconds later. Up until that point he hadn�t even seen the other man and now found himself fighting against the strong grip around his waist. �NO! LET ME GO! HELP! SOMEBODY H� MMPH!� JC tried yelling only to be silenced by the man�s hand going tightly over his mouth. His eyes widening and movements growing more frantic in search of escape. �Shut Up Kid! You are coming with us whether you want to or not! � The man holding him hissed in JC�s ear. Then turning his attention to his college. �You alright over there?� �I think the little brat broke my nose!� Came the muffled reply of the other man now holding his nose. Seeing the men distracted JC took the opportunity to bite the hand over his mouth and stomp on one of the man�s feet, causing the man to lose his grip on the singer. Now free JC took off running towards the street in hopes of finding someone to help him, silently cursing the fact that Ray had parked so far back into the lot, not knowing that the bodyguard had done so intentionally. Just as he thought he was going to make it, he was tackled from behind. Strong arms circled round his arms and waist pinning them to his sides, while a hand was again roughly placed over his mouth to prevent him from calling out for help. He tried to fight against the hold but all the struggling and fighting from before as well as the mounting fear weakened his body and his struggles and he felt himself being pulled back into the depths of the parking lot. �No trouble my foot� He heard the man who wasn�t holding him mumble, watching apprehensively while the man approached him with a cloth in hand. JC strained against the hands holding him in a last effort to get away from whatever was about to happen, but the man stepped forward and placed the cloth over his mouth and nose, while the other man removed the hand over his mouth that had been slowly cutting off his air supply. In an effort to get the lost air back in JC took in a big breath inadvertently inhaling the fumes of the chloroform that the cloth had been drench in. The smell invaded his senses and he moaned softly as the world began to tilt and darken. In the last moments before darkness over took him JC felt himself being lowered to the ground onto his stomach, his hands forced behind him and tied, ankles tied together and a cloth was placed in between his lips effectively gagging him, muting his moans as the world spun around him. Until finally unable to fight the darkness anymore he went limp in the grasp of the men holding him. �Man, that was hardly the piece of cake it was suppose to be.� One man commented out of breath as they loaded JC�s limp body into the back of a dark blue van. �Yeah, well in any event we got him and that is all that matters, Mr. Collins would have killed us if we failed.� The other man said climbing into the back of the van with JC in case the unconscious man woke up on their way back to Tony Collin�s hideout and had to be further restrained or drugged. �Right, Lets get out of here it has already taken us longer than it should have.� Closing the back door the man moved to get into the drivers seat, turning on the car he could feel a pair of eyes on him. Looking over to where they had placed Ray the man cocked his head to the side then gave a mocking salute to the now sitting up and wide-eyed bodyguard. As the car drove away, Ray, who had heard and even witnessed some of the whole thing - the blow to his head hadn�t been enough to knock him out - watched the retreating vehicle ashamed of what he had just done. As the van pulled out of site the musical notes of the bodyguard�s cell phone ringing somewhere off in the background could be heard. |