"Don't talk like that Cody, you're gonna be fine."
Cody rolled his eyes, but didn't reply. He lied still for a minute, then began to crawl.
"What are you doing?" Zack asked, curiously.
"What does it look like? I'm moving to the back of the room."
"I know that. Why are you crawling? Here let me help," Zack placed his hands on Cody's shoulders.
"Don't touch me!" Cody yelled.
Zack jumped back, "Uh.. Okay."
Cody reached the back of the room.
"Well, at least you are talking, and you were able to get back there by yourself," Zack said, trying to be positive.
Cody placed his head in his hands, "For the love of God would you SHUT UP!"
Zack walked over to Cody, "What's wrong Cody?" He asked, realizing immediately afterwards how dumb that question was.
Cody placed his hands on the wall, putting all his weight on it so he could stand. He felt as if his insides being ripped out, but he couldn't remain sitting.
"What's wrong? Are you kidding me?" He yelled as he glared into Zack's eyes, "For the past week I have been raped, beaten, then raped again! I'm just guessing here but that might be what's wrong!"
"I know Cody. I'm sorry. I didn't even think. I just don't like seeing you like this and I've never been good at the comforting thing."
Cody was still angry, "You have no idea what I've been through!" Cody said as he began to cry, "My back isn't getting any better. If anything it's worse. Every time I move I feel like all the skin is being peeled off of my back. And when he... When he rapes me it..." Cody couldn't finish the sentence. He was crying so hard that he began to hyperventilate. He couldn't stand any more, he began to fall but Zack caught him and helped him sit down easily.
"Cody, please calm down!" Zack begged, he was crying as well.
"It hurts so much!" Cody continued, "I just want to die!"
"I know it hurts. I know. And I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. All of it. I should have never convinced you to take that shortcut. I should have never spit in his face, or tried to escape."
Cody didn't reply. He put his arms around his brother and they held onto each other as they cried.
A few minutes later, once they calmed down some, they let go of each other. Zack sat opposite of Cody, "Every time he hurts you," Zack began, "I feel it. Maybe not in the same way you do, but I feel it. It's like torture. I mean, you're my little brother, I'm supposed to take care of you. I know I rag on you, and make fun of you alot, but I've always felt protective of you. Anytime I see you hurt, it kills me. You're my best friend. I feel like I'm failing you as a brother and I would never want to do that, cause... I love ya, you know?"
Cody took a deep breath to hold back the tears, "I had no idea you felt that way. Zack, you've never let me down. You've been so adult like during this whole situation. You are the only thing that has kept me going. If it weren't for you, I would have been gone by day two. If anything, you've helped me... And, I love you too."
Tears fell down Zack's face as he crawled over to Cody and hugged him again, "We'll get out of here alive. I promise," He whispered as they hugged.
They both calmed down again, after a few minutes, and waited for James to return.
"Didn't he say he'd be back in ten minutes?" Zack asked as he paced back and forth.
"I wasn't really listening too well, but I think so. Does it really matter though?"
"It's just the longer he waits, the more nervous I get."
"That's probably why he's taking longer. He wants to freak you out."
Zack sighed, "Well, it's working... How are you doing?"
"Hurting like hell, but I'm alive."
Zack stopped and looked at Cody, "You know, you are alot stronger than I could ever be."
Cody shook his head, "I don't feel that strong."
"Well you are."
Cody smiled weakly.
Just then there was a knock on the door, "This is the police! Is anyone in there?"
Zack heart began to race, as a million thoughts shot through his head. He ran to the door and began to pound, "Yes! Were in here! Help us!"
"Okay son. I'm gonna need you to stand away from the door alright? Get as far back as you can."
"Okay I am."
"I'm gonna count to three then we are gonna knock the door down."
Zack sat down beside Cody, "I can't believe this!" Cody said in shock.
"Me either," Zack replied.
There was a loud boom, then the door was on the floor.
Neither Zack nor Cody could control their emotions as they saw the police officers coming through the doorway. They immediately began to cry.
"Are you boys alright?" The policeman asked them.
Zack shook his head, "I am but my brother isn't."
"Okay. It's gonna be alright." He turned back to one of the other officers, "Get a medical unit in here now."
The police officer turned back to the boys, "I am Officer Smith. You can call me Danny okay?"
The boys shook their heads, "I'm Zack and this is Cody," Zack replied.
"I know. We've been looking for you boys all week. Cody, can you tell me what hurts?"
"Alright." Danny got up and yelled out the door, "Where is the medical unit I asked for?"
Just then they came running in with a stretcher.
Zack stood up and moved over so they could get to Cody, "Be careful with him! His back is hurt really bad!"
Danny stood beside Zack, "They will take very good care of him, I promise. And I want you to get checked out too."
"No, I'm fine. Really. Can I go with my brother?"
"Why don't I drive you to the hospital. We'll stay right behind the ambulance."
Zack shook his head, "No, I want to be with my brother."
"Zack," Cody called out.
"Do what he says. I'll be fine," He said weakly.
"Are you sure?"
They rolled Cody out of the house and into the ambulance.
Danny put his arm around Zack and led him outside, "It will be a couple of minutes before they leave. Why don't we sit and talk for a minute."
"Where is my mom?" Zack asked.
"She is waiting at the station. I will have one of my guys go pick her up and meet us at the hospital. Now can you tell me what happened?"
Zack wiped some tears from his eyes, although even more fell to replace them.
"We were on our way home from school. Cody and I were talking... Then Cody just stopped talking so I turned around to see why. They next thing I knew we were in that room. Then James came in and... Wait, where is James? Did you already take him to jail?" Zack asked as he looked around.
"Is James the man that took you?"
Zack shook his head 'yes'.
"Son, by the time we got here, he was gone."
"No," Zack said in disbelief, "We just saw him like twenty minutes ago."
Danny sighed, "He probably figured out we were coming and left. I can assure you, we will find him. He couldn't have gotten to far."
"So, he's still out there somewhere?"
"For now, I'm afraid so."
THE END! Sequel you ask? I already have one in mind. But I also have another story stuck in my head as well. So I am going to do my other story, then come back and do the sequel to this one. I hope you guys can wait :) Hopefully my other story will keep you occupied til I come back to this one. Well, I hope you enjoyed the story and I hope you come back to read the next one. It's going to be called Broken Rage. Then the Sequel to Survival will probably be called Shattered. So keep a look out for both of those! Again, thank you all for reading! God Bless!