Authors Note: Sadly the story is gotta be wrapping up soon. This chapter and maybe one or two more. Idk how long they will be. Anyways those are the only ones that I will be doing. Maybe an Epilogue will be added. Idk.

Enjoy.

My eyes aren't open but I'm awake.

I think.

The first thing I feel is pain all over my body. Feels like someone took a knife and stabbed me a couple of times. I groan. And then started to cough. My throat is so dry.

"Jeanette" I hear from my surroundings. I try to flicker my eyes open and when I did I was blinded by the fucking lights again.

"Why the hell is this light always in my face?" I say in a low voice a little irritated. I lift my arm in pain as I try to move the evil light but I miss. I decided to wait for someome else to do it and fortunately someone does.

Suddenly the light is switched off and pushed to the side. I see my chuckles. My sweet cheating husband, Chuckles. I weakly put a smile on my face. And then he blindly gives me a few sips of water from a cup. I drink it with closed eyes and when I open them again they start trying to adjust from my blurry environment.

As my eyes start to adjust, I closely see his current state and become worried. His face looks as though he hasn't slept in a while and that concerns me.

"Michael are you okay?" I ask as my heavy hand goes up to caress his scruffy cheek.

"Jeanette" He says as tears stream down his face. Then he scoops me up and hugs me. I knew the hug was good intention but it caused me a lot of pain. It felt like a monkey ripping someone's hair out.

However I didn't wanna ruin the moment so I just softly cried on his shoulder. When he pulls back he sees my tears and frowns.

"What's wrong?" he asks still holding me in his arms.

"My body. It just hurts a little. That's all" I say in a hoarse voice.

"Oh sorry" he said in a hurry and then drops me back on the bed. That also hurt.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what to do." He said a little embarrassed.

"It's fine. I'm happy I get to see you again" I said softly. Then I start trying to get up and he helped me sit on the bed.

When I finally sit up, I had to take deep breaths.

"Do I look as bad as I feel?" I asked weakly.

"Of course not" he said in a low voice and I raised my brow. I knew he was lying.

"Can you please give me my phone?" I said and was handed it instantly. I opened the phone to camera and looked at my appearance.

"I look worse" I muttered and then shut off the phone.

"So...how long have I been out?" I asked curiously. My last record when I was younger, was at least 4 weeks.

"43 days. The doctor said that after 60 they would have had to.... they would have had to shut the machines off." He said and his voice broke at the last part.

"What else did the doctor say?"

"I don't think you want to hear that right now. Let's just-"

"What did the doctor say?" I persisted.

"... You had extreme internal bleeding in your stomach when you came in here and you were losing a lot of blood."

"Well that's a lovely report" I muttered but Chuckles wasn't taking it lightly.

"This isn't funny Jeanette. They say you could have died with what he did to you. If it wasn't for your mother-"

"Who?" I snapped sharply.

"Your mother" he said again.

"How did she find out about this? You called her?" I snapped as my anger started to escalated and then I was brought down by a sharp headache. I winced and put my hands on my forehead.

"You see what happens when you get mad too quickly? Jeanette don't be angry, she was only trying to help. She was the only other person with your blood type. When they got the blood they stitched you up" he explains but I stay silent. For a spilt moment, I was mad that he made that terrible choice. And then I started contemplating what I would have done if it was my choice. If it was only me, I would have just let me die. No problem. But because I have Chuckles I would have probably done the same thing.

Anything to be with him.

"Are you going to say anything?" He asked.

"You really let yourself go Chuckles." I said softly with a frown. And he was confused, so I had to explain it to him.

"You haven't slept. " I said and then I go under one his eyelid and stroke the bags with my thumb.

"How could I sleep knowing at any minute, something could happen" he whispered.

"When we get home, your going to sleep all day."

"You finally admit that it's your home too" he said with a soft smile and then I rolled my eyes at him. That hurt my eyes.

"Where is Gray?"

"He is outside. Everyone is. Do you want me to get them?" he said and was about to go to the door but I stopped him.

"No wait. Can I just talk to him. I don't feel quite up to people coming to see me all...." I said and just stopped midsentence. I didn't know what word I was looking for.

Vulnerable?

"Okay" he said and walked out for a quick minute.

Seconds later, he walked in with Gray. He looked relieved to see me.

"Madame, how are you? Should I get you anything?" He said quickly.

"I'm fine. But I need to know what's been happening underground" I said.

"But Madame you just woke up"

"Gray I'm fine. I need to get back to business. I already wasted weeks in this hospital. Its time to get back to work" I said determined.

"Okay Madame." He said.

"Since you we're out Michael took charge. He and I heard that there was a rumor that you were dying and Jason didn't take it well. He tracked down his brother that just disappeared when we were about to apprehend him for kidnapping you. He took some more hostages too"

"Who?" I askes confused.

"Your sister and Carson, "

"Why?"

"Well there's a video expressing why he did it. He wanted it to end his way" Gray explained.

"Show me the video" I said. He gave me the phone and there was Jason's face in front of it. He pressed play and I listened.

"Hi baby. If you ever get this just know that I love you and I would never want anything to happen to you. What my brother did had nothing to do with me." Jason said in the video and I cringed at him saying I love you. I barely know him and he loves me.

"When I found out what he did to you, I was angry that I let it happen. I let a lot of things happen that I shouldn't have. I thought if we played this little game that you would realize that my love for you is real. That you would come and be with me forever." He said desperately. And then he held up a small bristle brush.

"See, I still have that hairbrush that you told me to throw away. I've kept it in my pocket everyday since. Its like a little momento of our time together" he said like a crazy person.

"Anyway baby, I just want you to give everything that you wanted and when I heard you were in the hospital, it took a toll on me. I realized it was my fault and that I could never forgive myself or the people who hurt you. That's why I have them all here." He said and then turned the camera to show 3 people in chains, strapped to their chairs. They all looked as though they had been totured. It was very gory and my stomach dropped when I saw what he did to my dad and sister. Half of Patton's hair was gone, she had bruises and her lip was busted. My father had more bruises than her on his body and he had a black eye. Gordon, I didn't really care about but he was in the same state.

"Before I end your suffering I want them to all tell you the truth. Even me." He said. He pointed the camera directly to my father.

"Say it" Jason shouted and my father flinched with fear.

"Jeanette, I am not your real father and I never loved you. Your mother cheated on me. I found out a couple of weeks after her trip to France. She said she wanted to get some space. When I found out I told her to have an abortion but she wouldn't. I still loved her, so I just ignored the fact that she was pregnant with someone else's baby. When you were finally born, I couldn't pretend anymore. My loved turned to anger. You were never welcomed in my house and I told your mother that but she insisted on it. I gave her a warning before you came home from the hospital and I told her that I would never treat you like a daughter. She just disregarded that, thinking I would change my mind on you. I never did. And I've been working with Jason ever since you left. He gave me an offer that if I brought you, to him I could get your mother back amd that she would love me again" my father said through tears. The last remaning pieces in my heart for him felt like they were stabbed more than any part in my body.

I know he was cruel to me. I knew he was the most degrading person I ever met, but I always held on to hope like an idiot. I thought that one day he would love me like he was suppose to. I see now that he didn't have to. I wasn't his. I was probably just a random person's sperm.

Suddenly there was a hand that paused the video and I looked up to see. It was Michael. He reached up with his hand and wiped away the unknowing tears that I had on my face.

"Are you okay? Are you sure you want to keep watching it?" he asked concerned. I nodded my head slowly with an ach in my neck and he unpaused it.

When he did, everything happened so fast. Jason pulled up his gun and shot my father in between his eyes at least 3 times. I was to frightened by the nosies, that I flinched up and gasped. When sounds were over, my father was leaned back on the chair with his eyes open, blood tricked down his forehead, and his mouth wide open. My stomach clenched.

"DADDY" my sister cried in the back ground and then I just heard sobs.

Jason turned the camera back to him. And there was a smile on his face.

"No need for thank you, baby. I would do anything for you. He was your fake dad honey. He was nothing to me and he was nothing to you but pain. I know he caused you pain. I would kill for you Jeanie. My angel, my little kitten, my love. I love you that much. I would have told you myself and killed him on the spot, when I found out but I thought you wouldn't believe me." He said with a grin.

"Now it's time for your sister" he said and then turned the camera to Patton. She looked broken and horrified.

"Talk" Jason roared in the back ground.

"Jeanette. The minute I met Jason I knew he was in love with you. He saw you at one of grandpa's partys and he was instantly drawn to you. He didn't tell me this at the time to what extent but he did urged me to help him get you. He came up with the idea to be fake engaged to me so he would get to know more about yoy while we were engaged. You would be his sister in law and so he had an excuse to talk to you more. Over the months I fell in love with him, even though I knew he didn't want me. But when you kept blowing him off, he became depressed and so begged him to marry me instead and promise to make him happy. He agreed. Everything he has done was to show you that he was a good guy and for you to fall for him" she said in a hurry. Then suddenly there was the gun shots again. This time it was 9 in one same place. Where her heart was. She had the same expression as my father but instead blood was tricklimg down her breast.

"She was so stupid baby. I could never love her as much as you" he said laughed hyserically as he turned the camera back to him.

He's crazy! Literally fucking insane!

I stared at the screen horrified.

"Now last but not least baby." He said and then pointed the camera at his brother.

"I don't think he needs to talk baby. You know whats he's done" Jason snarled and then I heard something drop down on the ground.

"I have something more special for him baby" he said and then he pointed the camera to his hand. The gun was gone and now he was holding a very big kitchen knife. He quick pointed the camera back to Gordon and slashed his throat and then he stabbed his stomach with anger. With every stab I heard a sound as if he was trying to cut meat. In and out the knife went. Gordon was gone.

Jason dropped the knife finally.

Then it looked as though he was bending down and picking up something. Probably the gun. He flipped the camera back to himself.

"Now my turn baby." He said and then blew a kiss at me with the weapon.

"I'm sorry sweetie. I'm so sorry about what I've been doing and what I did." He said then suddenly he burst out crying. The camera started to shake.

"Baby, I have to tell you the truth. Your grandfather is alive. I had him living with me in my basement. Before I started filming this video I let him go. Just for you. So that you would be willing to forgive me. Please forgive me. That's all I ask" he said and then finally he shot the side of his head. And the video crashed when he fell.

I was... I was... The word didn't come to me.

"Madame." Gray called out but I couldn't speak.

"I know it was a very... disturbing video. When we watched it we didn't know what to think as well" Gray said quietly. The trama that just happened would probably never leave my mind. I would always remember that horrific thing. My mind was blank and I needed to think of something to get my mind off this. Anything.

So I thought of mother.

"Where's my mother?" I asked.

"She's in the hall with everyone else" Michael said quickly.

"Is my grandfather there?" I asked.

"Yes we found his quite quickly" Gray said and I just started to burst into tears.

"Oh Michael" I sobbed and I turned to hug him. I ignored the physical pain because I was emotionally numb. I just continued to sob into his arms and I was shaking as well. I couldn't process anything but one thougjt.

This is all fucked up.

After an hour of hysterical crying I regained a semi stable composer. My mind would still be haunted but I couldn't just sit crying all day.

"Did you-did you find the bodies?" I asked in a shaky voice.

"Yes Madame" Gray said.

"Please arrange funerals for-" I was about to say but my voice broke. I took a deep breath to keep from crying.

"Arrange funerals for Patton and my-" but I stopped midsentence.

He's not your father.

"For Patton and Carson" I said formally and Gray nodded.

"Did you already notify the parents of the Clarances?" I asked.

"We did. We showed them the video and they give their deepest apologizes. They didn't know that their son was so... troubled" Gray said and I just nodded.

"Please bring in my mother" I requested and Gray left the room.

"Do you want me to leave while you talk to her?" Michael asked.

"I think that's a good idea" I said honestly. I didn't know what I would do to her. I wonder why Jason didn't take her as well.

The door opened and I saw my mother. Chuckles quietly walked out of the room.

"JEANETTE" she cried as she saw me.

"I was so worried about you. When they informed me of your critical state I wanted to do everything I cou-" She babbling and I interjected.

"Mother. Who is my father?" I asked in a very cold voice.

"What?" She looked at me confused.

"Who is my father, mother" I growled.

"Carson. The man who raised you." She said defensively and when she said that my teeth clenched.

"The man who raised me?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Yes" she said as if she was telling me the truth.

"You-" I snarled. I tried to get up and attack her but I remembered the stitches so I couldn't get up. I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm.

"Mother I'm going to ask you one more Goddamn time and I better not get a lie from that deceitful flithy mouth of yours. WHO. THE. FUCK. IS. MY. FATHER. DAMMIT" I said agitated. She was quiet.

"You don't have to yell Jeanette." She replied in a quiet, hurt voice. I had it.

"If you can't tell me right now, just get the fuck out and never come back" I spat.

"I don't know why you hate me so much. I've always been nice you when Carson wasn't." She cried out with pain in her voice.

"OH! Well then I'm sorry mother. Let me just forget you turning the cheek when he hit me. Let me forget you not giving me food when he told you not to. Let me forget you calling me a piece of shit. Let me forget those memories mother. I mean there just memories, right? No meaning cause there in the past. RIGHT?" I hissed sarcastically. She was silent and didn't look at me.

"Jeanette please-" she was about to say.

"Get out" I said sharply in a deadly voice.

"His name is Phillip" she finally said.