Finding Her (an Ian Hecox fanfic)

Chapter 11

-- Ian's POV --

"You're not going anywhere!" Jonah says.

Okay.. Great.

The 4 unknown men pin me down as Jonah beats on me. Kicking and punching me. But I don't care. It would be better if I was dead anyway. Jonah kicks my side over and over again. He punches my face and my gut. I feel dizzy and I'm throbbing. Over and over again Jonah keeps kicking me and Punching.

Thats all I remember before loosing consciousness.

-- Callie's POV --

Jimmy comes down to the basement about 2 hours later.

"Hey, Callie." He gives me a half smile.

"Hey."

"Oh, God. Callie. I'm so sorry for-"

"- Its okay you didn't have a choice."

He unchains me and helps me stand. He pulls me into a hug. I tight one. A huge bear hug.

"Umm.."

"O-oh. Yeah. Sorry..." Jimmy lets me go

"It's okay. You can hug me. We've both been through so much in the past week. A hug seems nice." I smile at him

"Okay!" He says cheerfully and hugs me again. I don't resist and just hug him back, being careful because of his back. This reminds me of Ian and I. It's been so long sense I've hugged him. I miss him. So much! I don't cry. But I want to. Jimmy lets go again.

"I have something for you!" He smiles, "here!" Jimmy holds out a bottle of water and some snacks. I snatch them out of his hands

"Oh my gosh! How did Bob let you give this to me?!"

"He doesn't know. He went to the store to get beer, of course."

"Well, thank you, Jimmy. You're so nice and if you weren't here, and it was just Bob, I'd probably be dead by now." Jimmy smiles

" Well my mission is to get you back to Ian. And I will. No matter what happens." I think about when Jimmy got whipped... He got whipped for helping me. And he is still helping me. That is quite a risk. Jimmy continues, "Even if I'm on my last breath, I will stride forward and not give up."

' even if I'm on my last breath '

Wow. I guess if you love someone you would do anything and risk your life to help them. Bob is going to Africa in 3-4 weeks for his new Ball Python. Three or Four Weeks It's so far away. But in Three or Four .weeks I might see Ian again. I just feel Bad for Jimmy. I don't want to leave him with Bob. He might end up dead. If Jimmy successfully frees me, and Bob comes home to see that I'm gone, he will for sure kill Jimmy.

-- Ian's POV--

~ 2 hours later ~

I wake up in the ally, Jonah and his gang are gone. And my Alcohol is lying alone on the ground. Still in the bottle. I attempt to get up. Every place on and in my body is hurting. My right eye is swollen shut. I can't see out of it. I successfully sit up. But I'm so dizzy. My torso just bruised and cut. So much pain. Possibly some broken ribs, maybe not. They might just be cracked or bruised. I stand up, the world spinning as fast as it possibly can. I stand up, almost falling over. I pick up my Alcohol and start running. Running in zig zag. Faster and faster. Everything around me spinning. Faster. I run. About to pass out up I keep run. My destination is my house. 'Come on, Ian!' I tell myself. ' Run! Run!'

My vision has gone white. A flash back appears in my mind. And everything seems to so down:

Callie Starts running towards me, stumbling, but not falling over.