Hey guys! Third chapter is up! This one is a bit more suspenceful. I think i'm going to make chapter four a bit more suspenceful! Hope you enjoy!

Kurt stepped out of the restaurant following Zach. He talked non-stop about, well, everything. Kurt had learned his full name was Zach Nathaniel Lopez and he was from Europe. But for some odd reason he wouldn't tell Kurt which country, he lived about half an hour away from Lima, and his family died right before he came to North America. He began to feel bad for the boy, but then again, this guy kidnapped his dad and Carole. Anger boiled up in him. That's one thing he neglected to mention: where Carole and Burt were.

"Where's my dad?" He asked, calming himself down.

"At my house. We're almost there. Don't worry, they're perfectly fine."

Kurt nodded. He didn't exactly know how to take this situation. At first he had been terrified, but now he felt safe. A little angry and upset, but safe. He was upset that this had to happen at all; angry because, this was happening to his family. What they had done to deserve this? Kurt didn't have clue.

"We're here," Zach said five minutes later. Kurt jumped out of the car and ran to front door. He turned the doorknob and was surprised to find it unlocked. He ran in and searched the living room. He did study the room for a bit.

The door led right into the room. It had three couches made of leather and all three together took up half the living room. A 42 inch T.V. stood in the middle of the three couches, that was surrounded by rugs, even though the floor was carpeted. Many other objects were in the room as well. Glass containers containing flowers, movies and much more surrounded the remainder of the walls.

"They're in the basement," Kurt jumped at the sound of Zach's voice. Kurt walked through the slim hallway examining the pictures covering the wall. All of them had four people in each picture. A women with light black hair and dark brown eyes. Her eyes were full of love and care. A man, who had dark brown hair and matching eye's. He was wearing a uniform, making Kurt guess he was in a war at one point. A little girl. She had yellow hair which was kind of funny to Kurt, he guessed she had dyed it. She looked happier then them all. And finally a young boy. He had jet black hair and matching eyes. Kurt recognized him instantly, Zach.

Kurt kept walking until he came to a stair case. He knew the basement wasn't up the stairs. He found a door on the stair case and tried it. He stepped into the pitch black room.

"D-Dad?" He asked in a shaky voice. He heard some rustling and a grunt. He followed the wall with his hand until he came across a light switch. He flipped it on and his heart went into his throat when he saw his dad asleep on a couch. Carole was on another. Kurt ran and tackled his dad.

"Dad!" He yelled happily.

Burt slowly opened his eyes and thought he was imagining his son hugging him to death but realized it was true.

"Kurt?"

"Dad! I've been so worried! Oh thank God you're okay! And Carole too!" Kurt had tears streaming down his face.

Carole slowly sat up surveying the scene, "What-"

"Oh Carole!" Kurt hugged her too, squeezing the life out of her.

"Kurt, how… what…?" Carole couldn't finish her sentence.

"Zach brought me here. I'll tell you the whole story later."

Zach stood in the doorway listening to the whole thing. He liked how happy they all sounded. Too bad Finn isn't here, he thought.

"Did that boy hurt you?" Burt asked Kurt.

Kurt shook his head, "No, he's really cool. Maybe a little confused or psycho, but I don't think he'll hurt us."

Zach thought a minute. He'd have to show them that he was the one in charge. He guessed hurting them would be the only way to show that he right then and there, owned them…

Finn sat in his car staring at his now empty house. He was afraid to walk in. He knew he wouldn't find anyone in there. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Rachel's number.

"Finn?" Her voice colored with concern.

"Rachel, can I come stay at your place?"

"Yes, of course. Come on over."

Finn smiled, "Thanks Rachel."

"Of course, Finn, any time," She hung up.

Finn closed his phone and pulled out of his drive way, and my his way to Rachel's house. He pulled up and Rachel came outside; she must have been watching out for him.

"My dads said it was okay for you to stay."

"Okay, thanks, Rachel." She waved him away and walked back in her house. He followed slowly, into her house.

"We can't stay up though. So, goodnight Finn."

"Goodnight," Finn may his toward the couch. I wish Kurt could call or something…

"Hey Carole, do you think Kurt'll be okay?" Burt asked watching Kurt's sleeping form rise and fall slowly.

"Yes, why wouldn't he be?"

"I don't know. He's just… I don't know."

"Oh, Burt, hunny, Kurt is just fine. Maybe a little scared. You worry to much."

"Rise and shine!" Zach called form the top of the stairs.

Kurt jerked awake, "Wha-"

"Alright listen up. I AM the one in charge here, so what I say goes. Understand?"

"Zach are you… drunk?" Kurt asked smelling beer heavy in the air.

"No, just had a few drinks," he answered slurring his words a bit.

"Maybe you shou-"

"Don't tell me what to do!" Zach screeched.

"W-What? I wasn't!" Kurt said, a little frightened.

"Don't play stupid, 'cause I'm not." Zach growled.

He was really drunk, this was the drunkest he'd seen anyone in a long time. And he, just him, was scared of Zach. Kurt had seem what drinking does to people, especially male teenagers.

So Kurt remained silent and eventually fell asleep on his dads shoulder. He was abruptly shaken awake by rough hands. He groaned and looked up to see Zach's angry face staring at him.

"Did I talk you to sleep?"

Kurt shook his head, his eye's wide.

"I think I did," Zach grabbed Kurt by his already messed up hair and dragged him up the stairs.

Kurt could barely hear his dad yelling at Zach.

"Zach what are you doing?" He heard himself ask.

"Showing you who's in charge," was Zach's simple answer. But that answer sent fear through Kurt's body.

"What? I didn't say you weren't!"

"But you didn't say I WAS either."

Kurt didn't argue. He was right. Kurt had never even showed he thought Zach was in charge. Now he realized what a mistake he had made was.

Zach threw him in a room and shut the door behind him. There was a king sized bed in the middle of the room, a desk and two side tables. Kurt began shaking. He didn't even want to think about what Zach was going to do.

"Zach, please I-"

Kurt was taken by surprise has Zach landed a kiss on him. It wasn't forced; it was gentle and soft.

Kurt lost his balance and fell to the ground, with Zach on top of him. He was scared, trying to shove Zach off of him. Then realized how good the kiss made him feel. He slowly relaxed into it. Kurt felt like he was floating. Nothing was keeping him up, but nothing was making him fall either.

"Zach!" He moaned, wishing he could stop. He thought about Blaine and immediately forced his eye's open and struggled under Zach's weight, "Zach!"

"Are you enjoying this as much as I am?"

"Zach! What about Blaine?" He asked panic taking over.

"It can be out little secret," He smiled and leaned back in, and this time Kurt let him; he knew he couldn't get Zach off of him. He'd just to keep it form going any further…

"Good morning!" Rachel said excitedly, coming out of the kitchen.

Finn groaned, "What time is it?"

"6:00," Rachel answered, "Come on get up!"

"Rachel, it's a school morning. I don't get up until 6:30. Half an hour more," He flopped his head down on the pillow.

"Finn, please get up?"

Finn groaned once more and decided to get up. He needed to check his phone anyways. He felt in his pocket and found it. No new messages, calls or voice-mails. He sighed.

I hope they're alright. Of course they are! He told himself, I'm thinking foolishly now!

"Finn, we have to leave soon. Get a move on it!" Rachel said from the family room.

Finn slowly got dressed in the guest bathroom and headed to where he heard Rachel's music was playing, "I'm ready."

She smiled and turned everything off, "Let's go then."

"You heard anything from my man, Kurt yet?" Mercedes asked in a low voice.

Finn shook his head sadly and took a seat between Sam and Puckerman.

"Don't worry about it, man," Puck said.

"Yeah, Kurt's a tough little guy. He can handle himself," Sam added, smiling.

"I know, but the guy was twice Kurt's size…"

"So? Karofsky is 5x's larger. He's done pretty good with him."

"This guy is gay though… Zach… I don't even want to know…"

Finn's phone buzzed, "Hello?" He answered.

"Is this Finn Hudson?" This was a new voice, but not Zach's.

"Yes."

"Oh good, I'm Wes. My friend is on the line too. David. Listen we need to do something. Blaine is gone."

"What?" Finn yelled, hoping his ear's weren't working properly.

Everyone in the room was looking at him now.

"No, not gone, but gone."

"I'm sorry, I'm David by the way. Wes means that Blaine is distancing himself from everyone. He wont come out of his dorm, he wont speak to anyone. He's more depressed then I've seen anyone."

Finn, sighed in relief, "Okay, so what do you suggest?"

"Well, we did have one idea…"

Blaine lay on his dorm bed, sobbing. How could this happen? To his Kurt? He couldn't take it anymore. He got up and went to bathroom to wash up. A knock came from outside the door.

"Blaine, you in there?"

"Yeah, hold on. I'll be out in a minute."

Blaine finished in the bathroom and walked out to find Wes, David and Finn sitting on his bed whispering to each other.

"What's going on?" His voice broke. He hadn't spoke in a day.

"Well, we want to take you some where."

"No guys I can't… I-"

"Please, Blaine! Just for 2 hours. That's all the time we need."

Blaine thought it over. He couldn't weep for Kurt the rest of the week. Plus he wasn't helping Kurt by just sitting here crying. Kurt, at least, wouldn't want him too.

"Okay, I'll go."

The three men sitting on the bed smiled. They had finally got Blaine out of his dorm. Well, almost anyways. It was a start.

Kurt lay, panting, in the floor with Zach on top of him. His body felt tingly, and he didn't like the feeling. He felt funny. He felt like he was betraying Blaine. How could he do this to, Blaine? Blaine was his boyfriend and he just kissed another boy.

Zach was laying still, catching his breath. Zach had went further then just a little kiss. He had made it forceful and pleading. Kurt knew the boy wanted him, but the only problem: Kurt didn't want Zach back. Kurt enjoyed it too, but would never admit it.

"Kurt, God…" Zach moaned, reaching down to kiss Kurt again.

"God no, Zach… please1" Kurt moaned back, enjoying the pleasure. Zach smiled. He knew Kurt enjoyed this. He wanted Kurt to like him back. He figured this was a good way to start. To turn Kurt on.

"You like this, don't you?" Zach whispered in Kurt's ear.

Kurt whimpered. Zach couldn't tell if it was because he didn't want to answer if he was in just pure pleasure. Zach took it the second way. He pushed harder on his lips, going from a kiss to a full make out. Kurt moaned again. Zach pushed his hands above his head. Zach wanted to do something, but didn't want Kurt to stop him. He knew how good it would make him feel.

He tied his hands together, and carried him to the bed.

"Zach?" Kurt asked, honestly disappointed he had stopped.

"Give me a minute," Zach untied his hands on tied them to the bed post.

He began kissing Kurt again, making him moan in pleasure every now and again. He laid back down on top of Kurt.

"Zach, I..I.. I don't want to have-"

"Kurt, I'm not going to sex you," Zach reassured him and leaned back in.

Kurt closed his eye's. He believed Zach. Zach might've been drunk, but he knew Zach wasn't stupid.

Zach kind of bumped his hips against Kurt's. Kurt made a squeaky noise, not realizing what he was doing.

"Shhh, just relax and you'll enjoy it," Zach said slowly. He knew it hurt the first few time's. But he needed Kurt to enjoy this. He was hoping by the end of the week Kurt wouldn't want to leave him.

He kissed Kurt has he did it a couple more times. Kurt made a funny noise like he was holding back a groan of pain. He went a little harder the next time, to see how easy he had to be with Kurt.

Kurt's face scrunched up in pain. And cut off the kiss with something between a groan and a scream. He was a little uncomfortable with Zach hitting their 'parts' together. He was just thankful Zach left their clothes on.

Zach smiled. He knew Kurt had never made out before, let alone had a session like this. Kurt was so vulnerable and weak from never having done this. He figured he'd have to keep it simple for a while.

"Z-Zach… I-" He was cut off with his own moan as Zach moved up and down a bit, trying to make him enjoy it.

"I know, you'll be horribly sore tonight and tomorrow."

Kurt nodded and clenched his fists in pleasure. He squirmed a bit.

"Please! ZACH STOP! HOLY HELL!" He screamed as loud as could, "It feels to good! I can't do this!" He finished a little lower.

Zach smiled, "Alright, we'll stop. But I need you to be well rested tomorrow night."

Kurt nodded as tears spilled over his face. He hated enjoying it. He hated himself. He hated Zach. Why would Zach do this?

He closed his eye's as pain started to make it's way down his body. He groaned, "God it hurts!" He groaned.

Zach picked him up and carried him back to the basement after untying him.

"What the hell did you do?" Burt asked angrily.

"Nothing special really, let him sleep as long as he will," With that, Zach left the room and went to bed himself. He had some special plans tomorrow.

I'm sorry to all the male teenagers that read this fic. When I said drunken male teenagers do bad things, I didn't mean anything by it. I'm very sorry if I offended anyone.