It's on
"Did you do it?"
"Almost, just making sure you're going to pick up after I'm done."
Kendall laughed "Of course I would. It's all part of the plan James"
"Ok, I'll call you when I'm done." I said and hung up.
I turned back to the unconscious Jeff I put my phone in my book bag and looked around. I had to work fast before I looked around his apartment to see anything I could use and found a chair. I grabbed it and rolled it back to the living room.
There I hauled Jeff's body onto the chair (which wasn't easy if you ask me. the damn chair kept rolling away.) Finally I got him on it and grabbed my book bag and looked for duct tape.
I taped Jeff to the chair more than needed by hey I can never be too safe. As soon as I knew that he was bonded to chair without any escape, I took the liberty to look through his apartment to see the sick shit he had.
I began my search in his bedroom. What better place than the bedroom right? Any guy would hide things there. It's like their sacred chamber. I looked through his drawers and found nothing, and then I searched his bed.
I searched high and low in his room and nothing. I thought about searching in his nightstand. I got off my knees and slowly made my way to the nightstand.
I heard Jeff start yelling for help. I ran towards him grabbing my book bag getting duct tape. I quickly slapped it on his mouth. "Quiet." I hissed. He began struggling against the hold of the tape.
I smiled at his attempt. "Oh, Jeffy Jeff you won't get out of that now. Why don't you just relax." I said mockingly.
I took the tape off of his mouth. "Why am I the one tied up, I thought we were playing?" He said panic in his voice subsided. I looked at his in disgust "We're not playing anymore Jeff. We're in the real world now." I said calmly getting close to his face.
"What the fuck are you saying?" He said the panic shook his voice. He began to struggle and yell again. This time I grabbed a bottle of bleach I had in book bag and sprayed him in the mouth twice.
"I said quiet." I growled in a loud whimpered "Tell me Jeff where do you keep it." I asked looking straight into those icy eyes of his. I could see the fear and anger in them.
"What?" He asked whipping his head away from my gaze. I glared at him for playing dumb."You know exactly what. The porn Jeff, the pictures you have of kids naked that aren't models." I said making him look at me.
"I don't know what you're talking about James. I'm a nice guy." He pleaded, trying to get out of my grip. I let go of him and narrowed my eyes. "If don't tell me, but I'll have you know I have all the time I want to find it on my own." I warned him.
"Don't you think your parent are going to worry about that?" he asked as I walked to his studio."They work, so they won't notice my absence." I said causally opening the door to his studio."Oh I get it now." I heard the smile in his voice. "You're talking it out on me just because your mom and dad are too busy to notice you James." he said sympathy in his voice.
"It's ok James you can tell me all about man. You can cry, yell, whatever you want James. I could hold you, if you don't want me to hold you I'll stay my distance. Just please get me out of this. I just want you to know I'm here for you." He said.
I let the words sink in. I turned around and made my way towards him with my head bowed downed, like I was ashamed of what I've done."I understand James. Your dad probably doesn't even know who you are, so you go and look for someone that represents him." He said softly.
The tears began to swell in my eyes, as I looked at him
A/N: Do you think I should stop naming the chapter? Uh oh seems like James is in trouble. Man I'm having fun writing this well probably by like tomorrow I'll start working on the 4th chapter. Hope you like it and I forgot my disclaimer I don't own Big time Rush and the only character I own is Jeff and I'm not sure if I should be proud of that haha.
