Backstage by Mandy Bee (guided reading books TXT) 📕

the police. John has talked about hurting Justin and you in the past. I don’t know why he would need to talk to him, and why he would show up at your house like this but I think he has lost his mind. Please call the police and tell them you have a man in your house that is scaring you, and you think he will hurt you. Do it now!” He hangs up on me.

I dial 911 and tell them what Mike told me too. They said they would send a car out right away. I’m standing by the hallway trying to see if I can hear something. It’s too quiet, and they have been in there way longer then five minutes. When I see the police car pull up I run to the door and all but drag them inside. I point out which door it is and watch them go in and come right back out.

“Ma’am there is no one in there.” The officer says. I run down the hall and into the room. I watched them both walk in here! Where are they? I look over and the window is cracked, oh my God he kidnapped Justin!

I start screaming and crying. I start telling them everything that happened. What Mike told me about John talking about hurting us, and to call the police. I tell them that John was kicked out of the band by Justin. I tell them anything and everything I can. When Chris gets home and sees the police car he runs in screaming my name. I run to hug him, oh God I’m so scared.

“John kidnapped Justin!” I scream still crying. I see Tammy standing behind Chris, and I’m so glad she is here.

Chris and Scot take over talking to the police, I have told them everything I could. Tammy walks me into the kitchen and starts fixing me some tea. I see my phone laying there and I speed dial Rachael. Mike answers.

“What happened?” He sounds worried, well he should be.

“John kidnapped Justin. They weren’t in the room when the police got here. The window was cracked, he must have left through there. Oh Mike I’m so sorry.” I start sobbing.

I hear him say that they will be on the next flight out. I curl up in a ball at the edge of the kitchen. Tammy sits next to me and holds me. I can’t stop crying, he took Justin! Oh please don’t let him hurt my sweet Justin! I open my eyes when I feel Chris pick me up. He takes me to the living room and lays me on the couch, covering me up with a blanket. I can see the door from here. I just stare at it wishing it to open and for him to walk in.

The next three days were the longest days of my life. Rachael and Mike couldn’t get a flight out until the next day but Chris and Scot kept them updated. The police said they found out John had been staying in a hotel close by and could have been watching us. They searched his room but didn’t tell us anything about what they had found. They have tapped all of our phones because it is unclear who he would call, if he called at all.

On the third day there is a knock on the door around noon. Rachael and I sprint to the door to answer it. A teenage boy looks at us like we are crazy then hands us an envelope. When he tries to leave I grab his arm and make him come inside. We all open the envelope in the living room. It is a picture of a badly beaten Justin laying on some type of cot and written on the back was a note to us.

This is payback for everything he did to me. You can find your precious golden boy at Skully’s Bar. And to my parents, you will get a gift in due time.

Skully’s Bar? That’s the same bar the guys went drinking at, the night they all went to the strip club. It’s only three blocks from the house. I’m in sweats and a nasty tank top, and barefoot. But I jet out the door and start running down the street. I can hear the others behind me but I’m not stopping.

I bust into the doors of the bar and the bartender looks at me like I’m crazy. Wow two people in one day, but again I don’t care. “Where is Justin?” I ask him as I walk behind the bar not caring if he stops me or not. The others have walked in now and Chris and Mike are now standing next to me.

“Hey, his brother said he got into a fight and was too upset to go home. So I let him sleep here. He is still in the back.” This guy must be an idiot to buy whatever shit John told him.

“His brother was the one who beat him up after kidnapping him!” I scream at him while walking into the back room. There is a room to the right, a curtain is covering the door but there is a light on in the room. Chris, Mike, and I walk slowly to the curtain and peak inside. There he is! “Justin” I gasp and drop down beside the bed.

He lets out a moan and tried to move. I hold his hand and tell him not too. His father is on the phone and tells me that an ambulance will be here in a few minutes. Scot brought Rachael in and I moved over so she could sit with him too. We each have one of his hands and we are both crying. His poor face is so messed up. You can tell that John either punched or kicked him in the throat repeatedly. But the only thing I can think is Thank God he is alive. His wounds