Sorry for taking so long. I lost my muse but I found it again. Turns out my cat decided to have a play in my room -.-

PLEASE READ THIS MEMO! VERY IMPORTANT!

With the OC contest, it will still be up but I got to writing this and I just had to post it. But remember, the contest ends in SIX days, so get submitting. I need a couple of male options, since all I have are female ones at the moment. And I decided earlier that a sixth option will be added as well so I need submissions for a sixth character who will be Logan's family member (preferably a male cousin or little brother).

So far, I've had a couple submissions for Logan's love interest, James' sister and Camille's best friend. I also got one for Carlos' friend and a few for his love interest but I still need one for Kendall's old flame, who isn't Jo. She won't be in my story much.

Here's the next chapter! Hope you enjoy it!

Love.

X-X

Kendall, Carlos and Logan came back upstairs from the pool. Carlos and Kendall were disappointed because they didn't end up getting any girls numbers. Logan, on the other hand, got two girls numbers and a kiss from one of those girls, so he was positively happy, humming a soft tune. Guess Logan had the charm.

Randomly, Kendall and Carlos had started singing some new lyrics. Logan was tapping a beat on his knees. Although it wasn't the best they'd come up with, the boys had fun singing it.

But their fun soon turned sour.

"James?"

Brown hair flew up as the owner's head snapped up to meet Logan's eyes. Kendall, Carlos and Logan were startled to find tears in James' eyes and some emotion behind them but they couldn't decipher it. His mobile phone lay open in his hands, the screen having long gone blank. His hands held it limply, the slightest movement would send it crashing to the floor.

James' hair was messed up, like he had been running his hands through it and there was a scared expression on his face.

Not one of the other band members had ever seen him like this. Not even Kendall.

"James, what's wrong?" Logan asked softly, hoping to help his friend. He hated seeing any of his friends sad or hurt. Or both.

But James shook his head, releasing a laugh. "So much, Logan. So much."

He stood stiffly and walked into his room, which he shared with Kendall, slamming the door shut. He didn't want to burden them with the truth he had just learned. Falling down on his bed, James put his head in his arms and done something he hadn't done since he was a little boy.

He wept.

Kendal watched James leave, knowing something terrible had to have happened for him to be that scared. James would never have been this frightened by anything that Kendal knew about. But he had a feeling it had something to do with a part of James' past that Kendall, for the life of him, could never remember.

Kendall silently prayed that his friend, his brother, would be alright.

Carlos was having similar feelings. Although he wasn't as close to James as Kendall was, he knew James inside and out. It hurt Carlos to know that something was bothering James when it was supposed to be their greatest adventure, life in Hollywood. But even Carlos couldn't think about that right now, as he put on his helmet. All he wanted to do was somehow help James.

But he didn't think he could right now.

Logan had been silent as well. Seeing James so scared had frightened him immensely. Logan had always known James for being strong, the positive one. But Logan knew that even James knew when to admit something wasn't alright. Logan sighed. He then noticed James' phone has been knocked to the floor when James had gone to hide in his and Kendall's room.

Moving forward, Logan grasped the phone and looked at the previous caller ID. It wasn't a number that Logan recognized and he didn't want to dial it back, in case it was someone James knew personally.

Since James' phone was so thin, Logan had no trouble sliding it under the door for James, who looked up from his crying when he heard the phone slide across the floor. He smiled slightly, knowing his friends were looking out for him.

But nothing could prepare him for what was coming.

Somewhere, far from LA.

"Are you sure they didn't see us?"

"Yes. Those stupid guards are to dense to realise that our cells hold blown up dummies instead of us."

"It's just we've been in there so long. I don't want to go back-"

"I know! Do you think I want to go back either, woman?"

"No, husband. I do not."

"Then, please remain quiet. We are still within range of their sound detectors."

The woman stayed quiet, only talking when her husband signaled that they were out of the guard's range.

The man turned to his wife. "Now, wife. I think our son should be notified of our intent to see him." The man's smile turned malicious.

The woman returned the gesture, nodding.

The two walked the streets, keeping their heads bowed and faces covered. They didn't need to be recognized just yet. Soon, a pay phone came into their sights. Luckily, they had the change.

They dialled a number that they acquired out of the information banks at the prison.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

Ri-

"Hello?" a voice said from the other line, a male teenager.

"Hello, son," The man said, smiling at his wife. Only she could see the malicious satisfaction in his eyes.

The voice on the other line turned shaky. "W-Who are y-you?"

The couple were pleased to hear such fear in the teenager's voice. The man chuckled. "Dear son, I didn't think you would forget your own father, would you?"

"What d-do y-y-you wa-ant?" The teenager replied.

"The time you took from me and your mother, for starters. Then, we both have a few... feelings we need to sort out from the last few years."

"Stay away from me," The teenager said bravely.

The woman grabbed the phone. "You little worm. We are your parents and we can visit any time we like, boy."

The teenager grew terrified. "Come n-n-near m-me and t-the cops will b-be all over y-you."

The woman gave the phone back while the man chuckled loud enough for the teenager to hear. "You seem to think that the police will protect you from us. If that were true, we would not have escaped. Now, not one word of this conversation to that little friend of yours, Kendall, or you will wish you hadn't."

With this, the man hung up, satisfied he has placed enough fear for now. His wife beside him agreed whole-heartedly.

Sitting in the same place, James stared at his once again open phone. He was truely frightened.

He knew it was his parents who had just contacted him and he also knew the consequences for telling his friends. James couldn't put his friends in danger but it was only a matter of time before they arrived and James knew that his friends wouldn't be safe.

Normally James would be more scared then he was but thinking of his friends, he found some strength in him to slightly disobey his parents orders.

He knew there was only one thing he could do.

Call the police.

Ring

Ring

Rin-

"Hello?" a voice said on the other line.

James sighed with relief. "Officer Benson, it's James Diamond."

"Oh, hello James. What seems to be the problem?" Officer Benson greeted James, knowing without a doubt that something was wrong from the slightly shaky tone of voice James had taken on.

James whimpered as he remembered his conversation with his parents. "I got a call from one of the guards at my parents' prison and they told me that my parents have busted out of jail and I just received a phone call from them. I'm not even sure how they got my number but they said they were coming to visit m-me," James replied, stuttering at the very end. His body racked from silent sobs as he heard the Officer's gasp of surprise.

"James, listen to me," Officer Benson said sternly, James' nodding on the other end, "Go and tell this information to Mrs Knight. I'm sending a few officers up to your home. Don't worry, I trust these officers with my life. First, there will be Officer Jamison. Then Officer Travis, my partner. Officer Edwards will be there as well and the last officer is Officer Garcia. I know his son, Carlos, has no idea about this but Officer Garcia is one of the most trusted and efficient officers I have. Stay indoors, don't answer the phone unless you see my number and don't risk anything. Okay?"

"A-alright. I'll have to convince my friends to stay indoors as well and I appreciate what you're doing for me. I guess I'd have to tell Carlos and Logan sooner or later. I'll ring you later when Mrs Knight has been filled in. Goodbye, Officer Benson," James replied, hanging up.

Now came the real task. How to convince his friends to stay indoors without blowing his secret past. And also alerting Mrs Knight without the same result.

James sighed. No, he was sick of hiding it. Carlos, Logan, Kendall and Katie might look at him with pity but this was about protecting their lives. But then, James remembered something.

His father's threat!

Now James had to be sure that his friends didn't find out.

He could never put them in danger!

Sighing again, James laid back, dreading Mrs Knight's reaction and the possibility of his friends finding out about his past.

Nothing was going right for James Diamond.