A/N: Sorry this chapter's a little short and rushed.
"Damn," Joel muttered. He was tied to a chair next to Ryder. "I should've seen this coming."
"It's not your fault, Joel," Ryder assured him. "You didn't know he was already on steroids. We just have to find some way out of here."
"You two aren't going anywhere anytime soon," a tall, black-haired Warbler said from his spot by the door. "Head Warbler Clarington has specific orders to keep both of you tied up."
"Well, Clarington can go stick that steroid needle up his neurotic ass," Joel snapped, fighting his binds. The Warbler walked over and punched Joel in the face.
"You do not speak of Head Warbler Clarington is such a manner," he hissed.
"Fuck you!" Joel shouted. "No one tells me how to talk about other people. Once I get out of this, it's you I hurt first." The Warbler smirked and turned to walk away as Joel continued to curse at him.
"Dude, Joel, chill," Ryder said. Joel groaned and went on struggling.
"Where's Joel?" Sam asked. "You think Hunter got him?"
"Joel can take care of himself," Blaine replied, looking around. "Knowing him though, he probably shot off his mouth and/or got into another fight."
"I'm actually expecting a letter, so I'm gonna go," Artie said, starting to wheel himself away.
"I got a date, I'm out." Jake followed Artie.
"Guys!" Blaine exclaimed, making the two flinch. "We have two of our friends in there, both probably tied up and being held hostage." Suddenly, Blaine's head shot up and he walked to the gate. "I just heard a yell. Come on, we're going in. Sam, Jake, back me up."
"Why?" Joel wailed. The black-haired Warbler tried to gag him but Joel kept biting him. "Get off me!" Joel lunged at the Warbler again and he backed off.
"Hunt, I need help!" The guy called.
"What is going on? You can't keep one McKinley loser quiet?"
"Let me go, Clarington!" Hunter strolled over and grabbed Joel by the neck, putting pressure on him. Joel choked, his eyes bulging slightly, and Ryder started shouting profanities at him.
"Let him go!" Blaine shouted, coming through the door. Sam punched Hunter's henchman in the face and Jake went to untying Ryder.
"Thank God you're here," Ryder breathed. Blaine grabbed Hunter's shoulder and spun the tall boy around.
"Well, well, looks like it worked. Blaine Anderson in the flesh," Hunter sneered.
"Instead of kidnapping an innocent guy like Ryder, why couldn't you just face me like a man?" Blaine asked. Hunter smirked and shoved Blaine backwards. Sam moved to punch Hunter, but Blaine held him off.
"No, it's fine. Let me take care of this," he hissed.
"Would someone mind untying me?!" Joel yelled. Artie set to work on undoing Joel's binds. Joel got up and dusted himself off. Blaine was about to hit Hunter when Joel tackled the brunet.
"You prick!" Joel punched Hunter multiple times in the face. Hunter tried to block the punches but Blaine grabbed his arms and held them above his head.
"Get off me, Richardson!" Hunter spat in Joel's face. This only sent Joel into a more furious rage and when Sam, Jake, and Ryder tried to pull him off, he pushed them all away.
"Holy shit, Joel, you're going to kill him!" Sam watched his friend in horror. Joel paused in his rampage and blinked. Hunter's face was a bloody, bruised mess. Joel stood up and walked to the doorway.
"What have I done?" he whispered, running a hand through his hair. "They were right. I do have rage issues. I-I should go." Without another glance at anyone, Joel walked out of the room.
"Joel…" Ryder called, but he didn't get a reply. Hunter was on the floor, groaning about how much he was hurting as his Warbler henchman tended to him.
"You know you deserved that, right?" Blaine asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Fuck you, Anderson," Hunter grumbled. A crash came from outside and everyone rushed out to find what was Blaine's car smashed against one of the gate columns. Ryder, Sam, and Blaine ran over and found an unconscious Joel against the steering wheel.