Settings:Warehouse
POV:Alex

Levi hesitated to put his hand on the knob.

He was shaking, and he was sweating.

Is it over?

Is it FINALLY over?

Is tit the cops..?

"John, Alex, James, go upstairs. NOW." Levi staidly quietly so the person outside the door couldn't hear, but loud enough so we could know.

All 3 of us rushed upstairs, and we all stayed in John and Levi's room.

Setting:Warehouse
POV:Thomas(for the first time wow.)

The pounding got harder, and harder.

Levi just couldn't take it anymore.

The slammed open the door, to be greeted with a gun right on his forehead.

It was Henry.

The man we saw on the news.

We could hear the sirens from the cops that were chasing gentry, trying to catch up.

"You have my son." Henry coldly said.

"W-what..?" Levi was shaking up so much that he got out of breath kind of.

"YOU. HAVE. MY. SON!" The man screamed.

Levi backed away, but Henry grabbed his arm.

"I knew from the moment I heard you in jail, talking to some men about how you wanted to date my son. You're no good, Levington."

Levington.

That was Levi's name.

"H-how'd you know?!" Levi spit out.

"Levi, it was so clear. You were his childhood friend. Of course I'd remember your face. Your brown hair that fades into blonde, your green eyes, your pimp figure" he said, as he punched Levi in the gut.

Levi gasped and collapsed onto the floor, groaning in pain.

"I'm going to find my son, before I get arrested. And you 6 will be coming along WITH me to jail." He coldly said, as he stomped up stairs, checking every room.

All of our hearts skipped a beat.

We were terrified.

We all might get life in prison.

Or even worse

Death Penalty.