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Logan's POV
I was just leaving the library after catching up with a couple friends to work on our History assignment. It was now 8am, and school started in half an hour, I didn't want to be late. I grabbed my books out of my locker and started walking down the hallways to my classroom.
As I was walking, suddenly my books were smashed out of my hands, my papers flying everywhere. I grunted as someone then tripped me, and I fell harshly onto the tiled floor. I looked up to see Joe, one of the senior hockey players. I silently signed as he laughed.
I was kneeling on my knees trying to collect all my belongings, as I saw Joe walk off to his next victim. From the corner of my eye, I saw him throw a small kid into the lockers. I looked up and watched as the small body crumpled to the ground. I realised who the kid was. Carlos.
This was the first time I'd seen him since the 'incident', although I heard he was here yesterday. I watched as Joe picked him up by his collar and said something to him. I couldn't hear what he said but from the look on Carlos' face, and from the laughs of by-passing students, I guess it was something racist and cruel.
Joe then grabbed the small boy, throwing him to a friend, who restrained him as Joe opened a locker. I realised what they were about to do. Stuff him in a locker. His friend then passed Carlos back, and Joe proceeded to force the kid into the locker, closing and locking the door while laughing. He then just walked off.
No had tried to stop him, if anything, people only laughed with him, jeering him on. Even now, no one made a move to let Carlos out, even when Joe wasn't there. I could hear his faint cries from where I was now standing; 'Please let me out? Someone please help me! Anyone?'
A horrible sensation formed in my stomach, was this guilt? Pity? I took one last look to the locker Carlos was trapped in, before entering the bathroom a couple metres ahead.
I waited in a toilet stall till I heard the bell rang. I listened till I couldn't hear anymore loud voices or footsteps. When I thought the coast was clear I stepped out of the bathroom. I couldn't see anyone in the hallways… luckily. I walk up to locker 173, the locker I knew Carlos was inside.
I took in a deep breath before quietly saying, "Carlos?"
"Hello? Who is this? Please let me out?" I heard him beg.
"Just hold on a second." I signed unlocking the door before opening it.
Carlos jumped out, breathing deeply, eyes red from crying. "Thank you! Thank you so much!"
"Don't mention it." I mumbled.
"Is there anything I can do to thank you? Last time I was stuck in there till after school!" He gasped.
"Actually there is something. If anyone asks how you got out say that the lock came undone. Don't mention my name. As far as everyone else knows, I was never here." I warned before sprinting off to class late.
Kendall's POV
"Tomorrow. I want him tomorrow." Scar ordered me at our nights meeting. I nodded as I focused on what he was saying. "We'll have a black van on fifth, waiting for you. Don't fail." That last sentence spoken with an unsaid warning; 'Don't fail - or well beat the shit out of you.'
Carlos' POV
It was finally the last lesson of the day! Unfortunately my lesson was Math, one of my least favourite subjects. About half way through the lesson though, Mr Jassem excused me so I could go to the bathroom. I didn't actually need to go, but I was bored and didn't understand what he was talking about anyway. It's not like I was going to pass whether I listened or not!
I walked down the deserted hallways heading for the furthest bathroom. I went inside and stood in front of one of the sinks, turning the faucet on, splashing my face with the cool water.
For once I felt calm, safe and relaxed… that was until I heard the bathroom door open.
Kendall's POV
On the school records, today it would say that 'Kendall Knight was absent because of a cold.' But I wasn't. I was AT school; I just wasn't attending my classes… or being seen by teachers or close friends. I was spying on Carlos. Today was the day I was going to kidnap him, and I was waiting for opportune moment.
That moment came half way through the last lesson.
He was excused from class and I followed, at a safe distance, as he made his way into one of the bathrooms near the back of the school. Convenient since this end of the school was close to where the van was.
I took a deep breath in and burst through the bathroom doors. Carlos let out a high pitched squeak and spun around to face me, eyes widening when he identified me. He let out a breathy, "Kendall!"
I kept my face straight as I walked towards him silently. He backed up a step with every step I took forward, until he was finally backed up against the tiled wall. I closed the distance between us.
"W-w-what are you d-d-d-doing?" He stuttered in a weak voice, eyes already brimmed with tears.
I took a deep breath, "taking you."
His eyes widened even more, if possible, in fear and confusion. "W-what do you mean?" A tear slid down his cheek.
I signed before acting quickly. I punched Carlos in the stomach; he cried out and doubled over. I spun him around and slammed him face up against the wall. I grabbed each of his tiny wrists and secured them behind his back in one of my own. I pulled him tight to me, before placing my free hand over his mouth. "Scream, and let's just say you'll regret it." I growled in his ear.
I took in another deep breath, but didn't move. What am I doing? I am kidnapping a 14 year old kid! A child for Christ's sake! He's probably going to be tortured and beat… killed, just because his father arrested three men doing harm. I took another breath, but if I don't do this, I'm going to be the one getting beat and murdered! I'm in this gang. It's my life now. I have to do this.
By now I could feel that my hand was wet with Carlos' never ending tears. I took one last deep breath before dragging Carlos out of the bathroom heading towards the van. I reached the back door and with a warning, "Don't scream." I took my hand off his mouth for a second to open the doors, before replacing it he got the chance to change his mind.
I moved quickly to the black van waiting on the curb. When I reached the car, the side doors opened and gang member Grant ripped the kid from my grasp, roughly shoving him onto the carpeted ground of the car. "Get in." He commanded me, and after the door was shut we took off.
Carlos, now released from my grasp started thrashing around, screaming, kicking anything he could. "Fucking brat!" Grant cursed as an un-aimed kicked hit his shin. He grabbed the boys' collar pulling him upright before holding a cloth over Carlos' mouth and nose. I watched as Carlos' movements slowed, before he went limp, his small body left to fall boneless-ly to the ground.
Logan's POV
I grumbled at myself as I walked through the hallways, headed towards the closest bathroom. I had been too busy reading at lunch, I had forgotten to go to the toilet. Now, during class I had to go. It was a shame to miss out on Mrs Shama's lecture about Trigonometry.
As I turned a corner I saw Kendall a few meters in front of me. I held back my gasp and hid behind the wall. I watched as he walked into the toilets I was heading to. Dang it!
A waited a couple minutes for him to come out so I could sneak in after him, but what I saw made me completely forget about going to the bathroom. I saw Kendall come out, restraining Carlos. Curiosity became the best of me as I watched him drag Carlos down the hallway.
Once I saw him exit through the back door I ran to sneak a glance though the window beside the door. I gasped as I saw Carlos get thrown into a black van, full of large looking men.
That was when I panicked. What the hell was I supposed to do? I had just witnessed a kidnapping. Everyone's first thought would be to call the police, but mine wasn't. I found myself running to the English class I knew James was in. I had come to memorize his schedule after doing his homework for so long.
I knocked on the door and entered, "Excuse me Mr. Tomson, but the principle wants to see James."
"Alright. James, collect your belongings, you're excused from this lesson." Mr. Tomson announced as James starting packing up his belongings. I can't believe that worked!
James exited the classroom and headed down the hallway beside me silently. When we were passing a janitors closet I quickly grabbed James by the arm, opening the door and pulling him inside. He let out a surprised gasp, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"I need to tell you something! Why I am going to tell you this, I have no idea, but Kendall kidnapped Carlos!" I looked up at him waiting for his reaction.
"Kendall kidnapped Carlos?" He asked slowly, face showing confusion.
"Yes! I saw him drag Carlos out of the bathroom and then take him outside and put him in this black van full of nasty looking guys!" I really hope he thinks I was telling the truth.
"Shit." He face now showed realisation, "the rumours are true then!"
"Huh? What rumours?" Now I was the one confused.
"Rumour has it that Kendall is a part of a gang. The Blood Hounds. And this sounds like something they organized, not him only."
"But if this is true, why would he take Carlos?"
"I have no idea."
"Should we call the police?" I asked
"No!" He yelled, "These men are dangerous! Maybe we can make a deal with them or something. They will kill Carlos straight away if they knew the police knew. Wait, isn't Carlos' dad a police officer?"
"Yes he is!" I exclaimed, "He did that speech here earlier this year… Officer Garcia."
We looked at each other in silence for a minute, trying to process everything. "We have to do something." I said after a minute.
"But what? You're the smart one!" James pointed out.
After another minute I replied, "Spy on the gang? Or on Kendall?" James nodded slowly, "We have to find there 'safe house', see if we can find anything to give us a lead, maybe even overhear some of their plans!" I concluded.
"You in?" He asked.
"Oh yeah."
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