Dirty Work

I woke up in Jacks arms as he carried me up the stairs, careful not to drop me.

I mumbled something that made no sense and buried my nose into his neck, smiling.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked him, not exactly remembering when I did.

"You've been out for a few hours baby. I fell asleep not long after you." Jack said, smiling down at me as he carried me into the bedroom, laying me down on the bed when he reached it.

I scooted over, making enough room for him to lay down but when I didn't feel the bed dip down, instead his lips pressing to my head, I turned my head, looking at him over my shoulder. "Aren't you gonna lay down?"

"I have to head back to work real quick."

I huffed, rolling over fully so that I could look at him. "I thought you were done with work for tonight?"

"I thought so too but apparently this break in has scared everyone and my scheduling for work will be so fucked up for the next few weeks until everything goes somewhat back to normal. I'll only be gone for like an hour or two. I'm sorry baby."

I sighed. "It's okay, just be careful okay baby?"

"Of course." He leaned down, pecking my lips once before kissing me harder and letting his tongue slide into my mouth.

I groaned and fisted my hands in his hair, tugging it harshly.

He pulled away first, out of breath and his hand cupped my cheek as he pecked my lips again, softer this time and pulled away from me, standing straight again. "I love you Alex."

"I love you too, Jay." I whispered, falling back against the sheets beneath me and watching as he walked across the room, opening the dresser drawers needed and pulling out his cities he usually wore to work.

Once he was dressed and had everything he needed, he kissed my forehead once before heading out of the room. A moment later I heard the front door open and close, leaving me alone in the house.

I rolled over onto my side, my naked body pressing against the cool sheets as I closed my eyes and let the darkness and silence surround me.
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When I woke up again, I wasn't in Jacks arms this time. No, I was still alone in bed, naked and cold.

What had woken me up this time and had been the front door closing and I smiled as I rose from the bed, sliding my shaved legs over the edge, standing up and stretching.

I was glad Jack was finally home, I didn't like it when I was left in this big house all by myself, even though I've done it a thousand times, I always feel like someone's watching me.

I walked out of the bedroom, turning and walking down the hallway until I reached the stairs. "J-"

The entire house was still dark, no light what so ever filled the bottom or top halves of the house, everything was eerily silent, which was not the norm for when Jack came home.

I gulped, running my hand across the wall until I could find the switch that would turn on the chandelier that hung right above my head.

I felt my hand run over the switch and I clicked it on, but nothing changed, the house remained in darkness.

Shit, shit, shit.

My heart was beating faster as I walked carefully down the stairs, trying hard not to fall in the darkness. I had no clue how Jack managed to get me upstairs without falling.

When my feet reached the bottom of the staircase, chills swarmed my entire body from the cool floor and that single unnerving feeling I have.

I made my way slowly into the living room, trying all the switches on the wall, panic coursing through my system when they too, didn't turn on.

I turned around, fully intending on heading back upstairs and waiting for Jack to come home, I was just overthinking everything and the fuse box just needed to be reset. Yeah, that's what was wrong, the fuse box had shut down. They did that, didn't they?

I made my way back to the stairs, ready to ascend them when-

"Alex? Baby is that you?" I heard Jack call from what I assumed was the kitchen and I sighed in relief, smiling a bit as I headed that way.

"Yeah. Was that you I heard coming in?"

"Of course it was me. Who else would it be?" He chuckled as I walked into the kitchen, seeing a dark outline by the kitchen table.

But, something wasn't right. The figure looked like Jack, sounded like Jack, and if I looked closely enough, yeah, I could see the little spikes in his hair from all the hairspray he uses.

But, there was just something off about him and I couldn't help but pause, standing by what I presumed to be the island.

"Jack? Is everything okay? The lights won't turn on."

"Huh? Oh yeah... The lights do that sometimes. I'm gonna have to get a electrician to come by and get that fixed."

I nodded, even though he couldn't see and walked the rest of the way over to him, ignoring my gut feeling that something was wrong and kissed him lightly on the lips.

But, it didn't feel like his lips and I gasped and stumbled back a bit when I felt stubble run against my cheek.

No, no. This couldn't be happening.

I'd seen the man in person and he definitely had stubble when he was in the police station.

Matt.

I gulped, walking backwards until my body collided with the wall.

Matt chuckled, walking forwards a bit, stalking me like cornered prey, and right now I was.

"W-What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Alexander, don't sound so nervous. I'm just here to talk." Even through the darkness I could practically see that devilish smirk that he always wore on his face.

"I thought... I thought you were locked up?" I said, trying to keep my body calm because seriously what the fuck was he doing here?

"I was but... They let me out due to good behavior."

Yeah, I definitely wasn't buying that one.

"Okay, um, do you care to tell me why exactly you're in Jacks kitchen, in the middle of the night with all of the lights off?"

"I came by to say hi and apologize for what I've done."

I nodded, not buying it at all, but played along. "Okay, yeah, sure. But that doesn't explain why the lights are off?"

"Aw is poor Lexy scared of the dark?"

"N-No. I just... I'd rather see what you're doing."

"I'm just talking to you, Alex. No reason to be scared."

Oh there were plenty reasons to be scared but I wasn't going to provoke him by saying any, the quicker I get him out of here, the better.

"Um, well Jacks at work right now, so why don't you come back later when he's here and then y'all can... Y'all can talk."

"But I'm already here now." I heard him whisper, hot breath fanning out over my lips and cheeks and making me squirm uneasily.

"Please, just come back later."

"And what fun would that be, huh Alex? Maybe I want him to come home to me and you talking, possibly fucking so he can see how much of a whore his precious baby boy truly is."

I gasped, feeling my lungs collapse as panic coursed through me again, leaving my body shaking in fear.

"Matt, please."

"Please what Alexander?"

"Don't hurt me."

"Oh Alexander, I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm gonna hurt Jack."

And that's when something collided with the side of my face and I fell to the ground, head pounding and eyes closing as I felt a warm liquid run down my cheek.

Blood.

My blood.

The last thing I heard before I passed out was Matts laugh....
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*Jacks pov *

When I got home later that night, my entire body was swarming with exhaustion and I wanted nothing more than to just cuddle Alex and sleep, wake up a few hours later and have lazy sex with him. That's all wanted, why was it so hard to get alone time sometimes?

I sighed as I opened the front door to my house, hearing Rian close behind me as I did so.

"Rian you don't have to keep staying over, I'm sure Casadee misses you." I said as I stepped into the dark entryway, closing it once he followed me in.

Rian chuckled, turning on the hallway light, the light casting eerie shadows across the floor as he walked into the kitchen while I headed upstairs to check on Alex.

I got to the bedroom, opening the door and seeing the sheets bundled together but there was no Alex.

I sighed, he was probably downstairs asleep on the couch or something knowing him.

I closed my door and turned, nearly running straight into Rians chest, Jesus how did I not hear him?

I chuckled. "Rian you almost gave me a fucking heart attack." I said, and that's when my eyes met the expression that was on his face, my smile fading and then I was throwing my mind into gear. "Rian what's wrong?"

"S-Sir, um, I need you to come downstairs."

He turned and nearly ran down the hallway and I followed closely behind until we both reached the kitchen and he pointed to the wall on the left.

I followed his gaze and I felt my insides turn to liquid, the taste of bike rising quickly as I saw blood. Lots and lots of blood.

But there was no body and that's what scared me most.

Alex, my Alex was missing.

Tears slid down my cheeks as I doubled over, already knowing who's done this, puking up my dinner from earlier on the kitchen floor.

Rians hand slid up and down my back gently as mine clutched at his shirt and the wall beside me.

"Sir, we'll find him. I'll call Oliver now and we can set up a search perimeter. We need to contact the police too and let them know what's happened."

My puking had stopped and I slumped against the wall, sliding down it until my bottom rested against the floor, doing my best not to touch my own puke.

"Rian, we have to find him. I can't let them have him. We have to."

"I know sir. I'll do my hardest."

"I have to. I love him." I said, not hearing his response as I thought back to when I first met Alex, how perfect he'd been then and how perfect he was now. I had to find him, I had to. I needed to.

Notes

I really hate this one. But it's needed. I have no excuse as to why it took me so long just know that I'm sorry. Please don't hate me to much