DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN BIG TIME RUSH!

Ok, so this is my first like slash fanfic and it's Kames! So please no mean reviews! I apologize if it's not very good! But I'll try my best to make it amazing! Or at least good... And I'm sorry if anything offends you! I have nothing against it at all! It actually might hurt me a little writing the next few chapters, but ANYWAYS! Thank you all for giving this a chance! ;D Anyways, ON TO THE STORY! ;D

It was dark, it was so dark. Why did they have to do this? I mean, any parent my not be as accepting as their kid wants them to be, but they should never go as far as to do this. Kendall sat there in the dark closet shaking in fear. He didn't know what his parents would do next, but he was terrified. They always locked the closet, Kendall would try to escape, but be met with the locked door. He thought back to when all of this had started. When he told his parents, and they gave him his first beating...

"M-Mom? Dad? I-I uh, have something to tell you guys."

"Of course honey! You can tell us anything. Here, come sit." His mom smiled and patted the couch next to her.

Kendall gave her and his dad a nervous, half smile before walking over and sitting on the couch next to his mom. She got up and moved to the couch across from him, sitting next to her husband, so that she could face her son.

"So what is it son?" His dad smiled reassuringly, like you could tell him anything and you would be safe. A kind smile that only a father or mother could give.

"You didn't get a girl pregnant did you?" His mother asked as her smiled dropped seeing Kendall so nervous, that was the first thing that popped into her mind. But if that was the case, it's not like they would disown him, they would help him and whoever he got knocked up as much as they could, they would be supportive through the who thing.

Kendall chuckled nervously and shook his head. "No no no mom, I promise, trust me I'm still a virgin. But-"

"Well what is it then son? Whatever it is, we'll be supportive the whole way through." Kendall dad smiled.

Kendall closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath before exhaling slowly.

"M-Mom, Dad, I-I'm gay." He said nervously looking down at his hands, suddenly finding an interest in them. His parents gasped and Kendall looked up at them slightly, hoping that they would be as supportive as they had said. But instead he was met with a slap to his face.

"Gay?! My boy is most certainly NOT gay! It's a phase Kendall! You will not be some faggot! Now get the hell to your room! I don't want to see your damn face again!" His dad yelled slapping him hard across the face again, sending a searing pain into Kendall's cheek. Tears stung Kendall's eyes as he held them back best he could, he turned to his mom, giving her a hopeful look, hoping that she would think otherwise. But she gave him a disbelieving, disgusted, look and shook her head at him in disappointment.

Kendall's hopeful smile dropped as his dad dragged him away to his room by the collar of his shirt and shoved him in hard, making Kendall fall to the ground.

"If you can't learn to be straight, I'll fucking teach you how!" He yelled and kicked his son in the stomach hard, knocking the air out of Kendall and leaving him gasping for air.

"B-But d-dad I-I'm still the same b-boy, I'm s-still your son, I-I just-" Kendall started weakly, but his dad cut him off with a swift kick to his jaw and a hard blow to his face, then another, and another.

"ENOUGH! YOU WILL LEARN YOUR PLACE!" He yelled.

Kendall couldn't believe this, his dad was sitting here on top of him, and punching him for being gay. When only moments ago he was sitting across from him, and reasurring Kendall that they would help him get through whatever it was that he was going to tell them.

When he finished, Kendall was barley conscious.

"B-but d-dad-"

"STOP! YOU ARE NOT MY SON ANYMORE! NEVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN! I AM NO LONGER YOUR FATHER YOU PEICE OF SHIT!" He yelled picking Kendall up again by his shirt, but this time walking over to the closet and shoving him it.

But Kendall refused to cry, not here, not in front of his dad, that would show weakness, and that's exactly what Kendall's dad wanted...

"This better teach you." He mumbled slamming the small closet door and locking it behind him, leaving Kendall barley breathing in the small dark closet, awaiting his next beating. Little did he know, that this would become a daily thing... He heard he dad slam the door to his room and stomp downstairs angrily. Kendall was locked in the dark closet, hardly alive. And this was all because he thought his parents would support him, help him through it, be understanding, but no, instead this, the unthinkable happened. Kendall's last though was how much his parents hated him now... And then he blacked out...

So here he was, sitting in the dark closet. He would have never thought it would last this long, he thought his parents would just be upset for a few days, maybe even a few weeks, but Kendall figured they would get used to it eventually, boy was he ever wrong... It's been almost two years. Kendall doesn't dare scream or yell or cry, or show any form of weakness, he refuses, that's exactly what they want. Every now and then he would let a few tears slip, but he would make sure that it was deep in the middle of the night, when his parents were sleeping, only then would he sit and cry silently, wondering where he went wrong. He's tried faking it, pretending he wasn't gay anymore, so maybe he could just escape, but that only got him a worse beating for lying. It seemed like they would beat him multiple times daily no matter what he did... He waited, and hoped, and prayed, that he would get rescued, that someone would worry about not seeing him for a whole two years, but no, his parents had thought of that shortly after. Their cover was that Kendall was missing, that they didn't know where he was, that they were worried sick about their kid. Kendall had thought of everything. but no matter what, somehow, his parents had everything figured out.

Kendall barley got fed at all, along with his daily beatings, they only fed him enough to keep him alive... To Kendall, it was all absolutely hopeless. He had tried not to give up hope, he really did, but it seemed impossible that anything would turn out ok now...

So? Was that ok for the first chapter? I hope you all like it so far! :) Review please? ;)