Hello my fellow readers, this is the new edited chapter. Most likely I'm gonna edit each one of my chapters since I found some parts I didn't put in the first time, I'm horrible, aren't I? Anyway, I thought it was best to fix my errors since I had some time on my hands. Hopefully, I will have them all back within a week. I took them down, so the ones who read it the first time, don't get confused by the rearrangement in my words. I hope that clears up any mild confusion. Anyway, this is a abuse, rape, and self-harm fic. This isn't for immature eyes, per say. This addresses a real issue, so feel free to leave if this isn't your forté. I hope you enjoy it. Review, Follow, Oh, and Enjoy!?

Chapter 1 - Entrapment/ Denial

(Logan P.O.V)

I sat on the couch, as I scribbled on a piece of paper, sitting along the red sectional with James and Carlos, who were too busy cuddling to care about my presence, and Katie was sitting on the floor, munching out of a bowl of popcorn. We were watching the new horror movie Paranormal Activity 2. I wasn't really that interested. Horror movies just wasn't my thing, plus I wasn't that scared. Compared to that prank Carlos pulled on me a few months ago, I'm pretty sure I shouldn't be scared of anything anymore. I shivered mentally at the thought. I tried to drown out all the pitiful screams, as the brunette in a green plaid shirt ran across the screen, the jock following in pursuit. I personally thought horror movies were overrated. It was just another way for adults to think all of us teenagers were crazy, and couldn't be trusted without anything ending in someone dying. It was stupid.

I was getting my homework done early. I had a week to do it, but I never believed in squandering time. It was too precious. The guys thought It was silly, but that's just how I am. Kendall and Daren walked in holding hands. Daren was Kendall's boyfriend, and he was his first boyfriend ever, really. To tell you the truth, I never thought he would reduce to dating a guy. I'm not saying he's a homophobe, but it was just unexpected, you know. I mean, out of everyone I imagined him with, he wasn't it. He had shaggy brown shaggy locks, gorgeous caramel skin, and captivating blue eyes. Ever since he got here, every girl wanted him. I mean, he was big-chested as well. Who wouldn't. He was a good-looking guy, but it was like he didn't have to try. I was intimidated, but I also hated his guts. The guys liked him, but his presence just made me uneasy.

It's not like he wasn't an okay guy, he just gives me a bad feeling, you know. His charisma radiated off him like the smell of Carlos' gym socks after hockey practice. Yes, It's that bad and it scared the fuck out of me. Then again, that's probably my nerves' running wild. They've been dating for a year and a half now. He was eighteen and Kendall was sixteen. Kendall started dating him, after James and Carlos announced they were having an affair. Carlos broke up with his girlfriend, and they've been in love ever since. Daren moved to the Palm Woods, after he started doing a solo album with Gustavo. He instantly asked Kendall out and he said yes, of course. For the first week it was Daren this and Daren did that. It got off my freaking nerves, but Kendall was happy so and nothing made me happier than to see a smile on his face.

They've been inseparable ever since. Literally, Kendall didn't go anywhere without him. It kind of worried me, but then again I've always been paranoid. I looked up from my textbook slightly, as I watched Kendall sat on Daren's lap. The blondes' sides of his mouth lifted into a smile, blushing, as Daren whispered in Kendall's ear. It sort of made me me pissed off, as anger began to flair up in my loins at the site. I growled mentally, How dare he touch what's mine? My eyes widen slightly at the thought, and tried to shake out my most jealous thoughts. For the past few months since we got here, I've been noticing some things I don't normally notice. The way his bangs flip over his eyes, as he talks. How the light hits his skin make it look so creamy and soft, it made me want to feel all over it. The way every muscle aligns so perfectly that it makes his walk look so enticingly beautiful, it made me want to melt. The way his hips sway in such a slow, but antagonizing motion that made me want to fuck him. The way his lips are so gorgeously plush red that it reminded me of roses.

The way I can feel every vibration from his voice when he talks. When you look in those green filled pools, you fill such an energy that you're transported to another dimension where you swear you can feel all the greatest emotions imaginable.

He had the most delicate eyelashes, but the most bushy eyebrows that was strange, but beautiful at the same time, or how every speech he makes has a special essence that could make anyone smile, happy or bubbly on the inside. He made everything a passionate experience that everyone enjoyed. I think that is why a few reasons why he was our leader. A person that loved life so much, he could make anyone else love it too. A smile came to my face at the thought. I frowned. Then again, it was strange. I I noticed all these things. I never considered myself gay like James and Carlos. I mean, I dated Camille for God sakes. I mean I still love her, but more as a sister than a girlfriend, you know. Plus, I never put much thought into my sexuality, I always believed I was straight. I like girls, but I guess being gay kind of of explains why I find him beautiful. I mean, I couldn't be in love with my best friend right?

Plus, he was a guy. Not a girl, but a guy. I never had a problem with gays. I mean, everyone should have a right to love whoever they want. I don't have a problem with that. It just the thought of me being gay that bothered me a bit. I never really considered things in my perspective to be clear with at least a scientific explanation to back up my theory. There had to be a reason why I loved him so much. I mean does an answer like that even exist. Though, back in Minnesota, everything was fine, but now that we made it to L.A, everything changed, feelings changed. I didn't know if it was lust or love, but I loved the idea of whichever one that landed him beneath me.

I sighed bIistfully, and James and Carlos raised an amused eyebrow at me, not hiding their smirks. Hell, even Katie was doing it. I, also thought they knew, too. A red tent slowly came to my cheeks, as I shook my head. Damn, there goes those blasted thoughts again. I couldn't explain it. It was so fucking confusing. I smiled hesitantly at Kendall, and Daren gave me a blistering glare. He narrowed his eyes at me, as he tightened his grip on Kendall. I watched, as Kendall fidgeted uncomfortably and a look of panic flashed across his features for a millisecond. Then, it vanished as quick as it came.

I frowned at his uneasiness. Then again, I've been noticing some strange things as well about Kenny. He is a lot more distant since he met Daren. It's like he he avoids to be alone in the same room with either one of us. He didn't like it when we ask about where he's going. He especially hates when we ask about Daren. He just starts up a random conversation or he just stays silent, goes into our room, and slams the door. I was truly worried about Kenny. Now, he plains started avoiding us at all costs. He's never home anymore, he's always at Daren's. I was really worried. I watched, as Kendall laughed. Then again, he might be fine. He's always fine. Well, I hope so. That didn't stop the never-ending anxiety that flooded the pit of my stomach.

(Kendall's P.O.V)

I watched, as my boyfriend stared intensely at Logan. Now, he was crushing my ribcage with his hands enough to leave bruises.

"Baby, could you lighten up on your grip?" He growled, and I felt the vibration rumble between our bodies.

He grabbed my hand forcefully, as he pulled me out of 2J. I heard James yell my name, but it was now in the distance. He grabbed me harder by my arm, forcing me up the stairs. I swear, if he kept doing this, it would come off. As soon as we got to the door, he harshly pushed me inside. I wasn't that surprised, compared what he said to me a few minutes ago. I gently closed the door of 3K. I gently turned my head, rewarding me with a slap to the face. My face hit the door making me slide down the door in agony. Blood rolled down my mouth, as it dripped out my nose. I slowly looked up at the man that did this to me.

His fists were clenched. The veins on the side of his head tighten. He squatted down to look at me and his eyes showed no love in them. He was very angry. I was so scared right now. My heart was beating a thousand times a minute. He punched me in the face and smashed my head against the wall, making me hit the the floor. He started kicking me and I curled up and fetal position. Why was he doing this to me? What did I do wrong? My lungs on fire, as he kicked me harder and harder. I tasted the familiar metallic taste on my tongue, as he grabbed me by my hair, yanking me to eye-level.

"You are such a fucking whore. So what, you fucking Logan now?" I stayed silent, as I trembled. I felt his breath against my face, as he spat those venomous words. He yanked harder, making me cry out in excruciating pain.

"Answer me. God dammit"

"No, You know, I love you." I sobbed under his gaze, as he screamed in anger and slapped me to the floor

"Liar, you are nothing, but a filthy whore. You like being a slut? Parading around the Palm Woods like a fucking whore. Huh, you like that? I refuse to be disrespected by a little bitch like you. You need to learn your place." He grabbed my body harshly, as he slammed me, face-down, on the couch.

"Did you like it when he fucked you, Kenny?" Tears ran down my face, burning tear tracks into my cheeks, as I cried harder.

"I didn't do him, I swear," Daren nodded, not believing a word he said.

"Well, you know what they say, dogs need to be punished. " He ripped open my shirt, and my eyes were burning with tears.

"Remember this Kenny?" He said menacingly, as he pulled out a Swiss army knife. The metal gleamed, as the light hit it and my eyes went wide. He brought it close to my cheek and ran the cold metal across my skin, down my body. He ran it down my torso and he started cutting a line from my last ab-pack to my belly button. It hurt, as the cool air hit my open wound. He chuckled darkly, as he undid my pants and shoved in without any preparation. I screamed, as I felt the burning feeling in my ass and arm. He started at a fast pace slamming in and out of me. He ran the knife across my arm twice smearing it on my body, as he brutally raped me.

"Yeah bitch, scream like the true whore you are."

It felt like an adrenaline rush, as he cut me. It was like pain and pleasure in one, as he continuously hit my prostate. It was pure ecstasy, but I couldn't help, but wonder why he was doing this to me at all. He was my heart and soul. I would never betray him. I felt wetness and I could only figure is blood from all the pain he was causing me. Though, I learned not fight when he got like this. It just made things easier, even though it didn't make the pain lessen any more than when he began. Soon, I felt wetness release inside my ass and pulled out cumming all over me. He grabbed my chin.

"You are a useless, fat piece of shit and you're lucky that I even want you. If you ever cross me again, it'll be far worse." He said, holding the knife to my neck, throwing me to the floor. I sobbed, as I pulled my legs to my chest, wrapping my arms around them.

"I love you. I'd never betray you."I yelled at him, and he glared at me.

"You better not, or I'll make sure you never cheat on anyone else again." He kissed me on the lips, as I cried. He grabbed a towel and threw it at me.

"Clean yourself up.' he pulled up his pants, as he walked out of 3K, leaving me lonely. I sobbed into my blood stained hands. It was all my fault. I knew he didn't like Logan. Deep down, he was a really sweet guy, but why do I have to keep testing him? He's right. I am a piece of shit. It's all my fault. I deserved this. All of It.

Well, that was the heartbreaking end to this chapter. I cried, when I got to his P.O.V. Daren is an asshole right? Well, follow and review, so I can make Kogan happen. Love you all, Peace:) -Genora.