Sorry for any mistakes. Btw, Logan and Carlo weren't affected by the drug because they didn't have a drink. Only James and Kendall had a drink.
"Logan? Logan? Come on... Logie, please wake up. Please?" Logan screwed his eyes shut further as he slowly heard a string a soft whispers become clearer. Moaning, he softly shook his head from side to side, feeling dizzy and nauseated.
"Logie? Logie, a-are you awake?" Carlos? Logan thought he knew the voice. The panic laced within the whimpers brought him the courage to open his eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the easy light in the room. He wiggled his body, finding himself on a bed, although the green sheets told him it was James' bed, not his.
"Dude, why am I in James' bed? And why do I feel so horrible?" Logan looked lazily to where Carlos' was, but closed his eyes tiredly.
"Y-you don't remember?" Logan scrunched his face up in confusion, remember what? He went to sit up only to find that his right hand wouldn't cooperate.
"What the hell?" He looked up to where his right hand was lying, gasping when he saw it secured to the bed post with one of James' ties. "Oh shit. Now I remember." Logan moved himself into a sitting positing with great difficulty, taking one last look at the knot before looking at Carlos.
Carlos was sitting up; much like himself, with his right hand bound to the bedpost with his own belt. "You ok Carlos?" Logan asked softly, noticing the red eyes and tear tracks.
Carlos shook his head no, but stayed silent. "How long ago did you wake up?" Logan signed rubbing his head with his free hand.
"A c-couple hours ago." Carlos looked down.
"Why didn't you just untie yourself, bro?" Logan wondered, noticing both boys had a free hand.
"Logie... I-I..." Carlos started to cry again.
"Carlos what it is buddy?" Logan forgot about even attempting to untie his own hand, too worried at his friends' distress. "You can tell me Carlitos."
"Logie, I-I... I can't move my a-arm!" Carlos wailed, obviously frightened.
"Oh Carlos..." Logan winced as the memory of Kendall dislocating Carlos' arm entered his mind again. No wonder he couldn't untie himself. He would have to be in so much pain.
"Just hang on Carlos, I'll untie myself and then I'll help you alright? Have ah... have Kendall or James come in yet?" Logan began untying his wrist easily, slowly making his way over to Carlos as the younger boy shook his head.
After untying his wrist he asked his little brother, "Carlos, your shoulder, it hurts doesn't it?" Carlos nodded. Logan signed, he wasn't skilled enough to pop it back in. The only thing that would help would be some pain killers and a sling. Unfortunately, he had neither.
"Carlos, would you li-" Logan began but was silenced when the door opened, two pairs of footsteps walking in.
"Logan, you're awake." Kendall stated as Logan stood bravely in front of the now cowering Carlos.
"We knew Carlos was awake, we've been hearing him crying for hours now, though we did hope to visit before you woke." James smirked.
"Too bad, aye?" Logan death stared the older boys, wondering what they had in mind.
"Peaceful sleep?" Kendall laughed, cocking his head to the side slightly.
"Bit surprised to wake up tied up, although whoever the dickheads were who tied me up, only tied the one hand. Guess they weren't the smartest boys."
Kendall growled but James put a hand on his chest, stopping him from attacking Logan. Instead, silently James walked forward, stopping barely an inch from Logan's chest. "You better show some respect nerd, because we can cause a hell of a lot more pain than last night." James threatened.
"And yet still, I'm not afraid of you!" Logan laughed, rising his chin.
James just smirked and shoved Logan in the chest, Logan tripping over the bed falling on Carlos who let out a shrill scream, as his shoulder was roughly jostled. Fresh tears mixing with new ones.
Logan swore and hurried off his friend and the bed, turning around to see if he was alright.
"You're a bastard!" Logan looked up at James as Carlos whimpered pathetically on the bed, fighting to stay conscious.
Logan watched his young friend struggle against himself and something inside him snapped. "I'm going to fucking kill you!" Logan launched himself at James, tackling him to the ground. He landed on James' chest and did not hesitate to start throwing punches. Logan let all his steam off as a colourful use of swear words rolled of his tongue.
"Don't bloody touch me!" He yelled as Kendall pulled him up and slammed him into a wall, pinning him there tightly. Logan continued to struggle but was stopped as Kendall punched the back of his head, causing him to see starts and forcing his knees to buckle.
"You either stop fighting or I'll dislocate Carlos' other arm!" Kendall threatened dangerously.
Logan still, defeated. "Kendall, he needs help man. Medical help."
"Oh and after that little show, you think I'm going to give it to him? You two will be lucky if you can walk by the end of today!" Kendall yelled, kneeing Logan in the back. Logan dropped to his knees, Kendall's knee firmly in his back, pinning him to the wall.
"James? You alright man?" Kendall looked down at his bleeding friend. "Fuck, man!" James groaned as he sat up, holding his bleeding nose.
"If you h-hate us, can't you just let us g-go?" A weak whisper travelled through the room, causing the two older boys to look at Carlos.
"What did you say?" Kendall asked, eye brow raised.
"I-if you h-hate us so much, can't you let us go? You know, y-y-ou don't want us here, why force us to s-stay?"
"Oh Carlos." James signed, wiping the blood of his face and walking over to sit next to Carlos, "You see, you're still useful to us. Yes we hate you and yes we would love to get rid of you, but, we feel as if you'd go to the police and we can't have that, can we little Carlitos? So instead, you've become our entertainment!" Carlos was crying and couldn't meet James' eyes after he had said the words 'yes we hate you', as if it was obvious.
"You should feel privileged to be allowed to stay with us! Aren't you privileged Carlos? Don't you feel happy?" Carlos shook his head at James' questions.
"Well you should be!" James yelled slapping Carlos across the cheek. "Say it! Say you're happy to serve us!" Carlos shook his head once again trying to cower back.
"Say it or Kendall will move Logan to a different room!" James warned.
"No! Please don't!" Carlos begged.
"Shut up! You are not allowed to say anything unless it is what we tell you to say! Got it?" James received silence. "Fine, we could always just gag you." James sat on Carlos' legs, picking up a sock off the ground, reaching to shove it in Carlos' mouth.
"Alright, alright! I got it, I got it! Please don't, I got it, please!" Carlos shook his head back and forth.
"So say you're happy to serve us."
"I-I'm happy to serve y-you."
"Say you're worthless."
"I-I-I'm w-w-worth-less."
"Say hit me." Carlos shook his head no. "Say it or I'll gag you!"
"H-h-h-it m-m-e." Carlos closed his eyes and cried out as James slapped him.
"Good job Carlos, going well. One more. Say please hurt Logan." Carlos gasped and shook his head fast. "Say it!"
"Carlos, just say it. It's alright I can take it." Logan yelled from his position against the wall. Kendall shoved him into the wall to silence him, a smirk playing on his lips from James' cruel game.
"Carlos. I'll ask one more time. Say it or I'll gag you."
"No! I can't! I won't! You can't make me! Please stop this! Oh God, don't! Please! Ple-" Carlos' frightened rambling was silenced as James shoved the sock in his mouth, grabbing Carlos' earlier discarded belt and tying it around his head to keep the sock in place. Carlos struggled throughout the whole ordeal, but with one hand, and James sitting on his lap, his efforts were futile.
"There. Much better, don't you think Kendall?" James laughed as Kendall agreed.
Carlos whimpered as the angle of his mouth was causing him discomfort and pain. He brought his left hand up to try to take it off, but it was grabbed harshly by James. "Don't even think about it. That stays on till we think you need to talk. Now come here." James pulled the smallest boy off the bed, ignoring his muffled pained cries as he led him across the room and made him kneel beside Logan.
"Carlos? Carlos it's alright. Everything is going to be ok." Logan whispered trying to comfort Carlos, who was kneeling, gagged, right arm hanging limply and left arm hoisted above his head where James held it at his own waist.
"Alright Logan, your go." Kendall laughed. "We need you to agree to some things. Since you now shall serve us in this house, I believe we may need to come to some agreements. First of all: respect. You do seem to have trouble showing this. Basically, do what we say when we say it, don't talk unless asked to say something, don't do anything we don't tell you to do and finally, don't fight us. Simple right? You just need to agree because as you know, neither James nor I can cook and with Mum and Katie now living back home, we need someone to cook, clean and what else. Carlos seems incapable with his arm like that but that doesn't stop him from being leverage. So if your bad, you and Carlos get hurt. Simple? Do you agree?"
"Fuck no!" Logan laughed, "Why the hell would I agree to that!"
"Because it would be a shame for Carlos to lose movement of another arm, and an unfortunate accident to happen to you."
"You wouldn't?"
"James." Kendall snickered as James started twisting Carlos' good arm. Logan heard Carlos cry out through the gag.
"Ok! Ok! Stop! I'll do it! I'll do it! Let his arm go!" Logan gave in, hitting his head against the wall.
James let the arm go, smiling as he left Carlos there to fetch two ties. He came back and began to tie Carlos' good hand to a loop in his jeans.
"Good boy." Kendall cooed the defeated Logan."Now let go downstairs, I'm starving!"
Kendall waiting as James finished tying up Carlos hands and tied Logan's together in front of him. "You're a nerd. I think you'll manage household chores with your hands tied together. It's easy for you, am I right?"
Logan said nothing as he stood and followed Kendall.
"Logan, bring the spic! If you misbehave I'll want some entertainment!"
Logan walked back past James, and slowly help Carlos stand up, letting him lean his weight on his as they made their way downstairs. "Carlos, don't worry buddy. Just do as they say, I'll think of a plan. I promise."
Chapter 2 is done... I didn't like it that much, but I didn't know where this story was going, but as I wrote it, I figured it out! Yay for me! Hope u like it anyway. PLEASE REVIEW! IDEA'S AND SUGGESTIONS ARE ALSO NICE!