Sorry that this is an somewhat shorter chapter than usually.
Also, this is the last chapter that I had written before I deleted everything. Soooo... It will take some time before the next one is up. But I promise it's coming. I kinda know where I want to go from now on. :)
So I hope you all like this chapter!
I do not own Big Time Rush, although I do in my dreams
Sometimes things just didn't go as planned, sometimes you didn't have your own input on how things happened. And no matter how badly you wanted that to change, it were still those other people who manipulated your life in such a wrong way. This had never been the way the boys wanted to life their live. They should be at Rogue Records right now, recording new songs for their album. But no, they sat in some sort of cellar, imprisoned like animals, not knowing if they would ever get out alive. "Life sucks." Logan muttered to himself. "What did you say?"
"Nothing."
''I'm hungry.'' 'We all are Carlos.'' ''But I'm like starving!'' ''Carlos!''
A few hours had passed since they were moved to this new prison, the sun was high on sky and Kendall was still not with them. ''Do you think he's ever gonna wake up?'' James looked at his pale friend, all color had faded out of his face. ''Of course he is.'' Logan said. ''I'm more worried about when he does.''
''What do you mean?''
''That I hope he isn't going to complain about dragons again.'' James nodded. ''But that was funny!''
''No it wasn't Carlos. It shows how sick he is.'' The boys looked up as the door opened and Jack came in. He threw two buckets to the boys. ''Where are those for?'' Logan wanted to know. Jack grinned. ''Chris wasn't happy with Blondie puking in his car.''
''And the other one?''
''Personal business.''
''What do you mean?'' Carlos wondered, but then it clicked. ''You mean...eeuuww...That's gross.''
''It's this or your pants.'' Jack laughed evilly and left.
James stood up and grabbed one of the buckets, while walking to one of the corners. ''You ain't actually use that, are ya?'' James glared at Carlos. "I don't know about you Litos, but I have no need for wet pants." Quickly he unbuckled his pants while Logan and Carlos looked away.
''This's so disgusting.'' Carlos said as it was his turn. ''Just do it.'' Feeling really uncomfortable he slowly unbuckled his belt. "Don't look alright?''
''We won't.'' Carlos sighed and quickly relieved his burning bladder and soon was back at James' side. ''Don't you have to go Logie?'' Logan looked up. ''No… No I'm fine.'' James chuckled. ''No you're not.''
''I'm fine James.'' But James didn't miss Logan suddenly red cheeks. ''If you say so, but it's the bucket or your pants.'' James repeated Jack. ''I can't leave him.'' Logan nodded to Kendall laying in his lap. ''I will take him.'' Carefully James lifted Kendall from Logan's lap into his own. Logan slowly got on his feet, walking to the already half full, smelly bucket. ''I hate this.'' And he really, really did. As he was done he sat down next to his friends again. ''We all do Logan, we all do.''
Chris couldn't help but smile. Everything was going as planned, and the police didn't even know where to search anymore. Now, he just had to break those boys, one by one. ''Jack!'' He called out. ''What?'' Chris smirked. ''Go get Logan for me.''
The boys crawled together as the dreaded door opened again. ''What do you want?'' Logan asked a lot braver than he was felt. ''The boss wants to see you.''
''What!?'' Jack grabbed Logan's arm and pulled the small brunette out of the room. Leaving a scared James and Carlos behind. ''This can't be happening, not again.'' Carlos muttered.
''Hello Logan.'' Logan stared at the cruel man in front of him. ''What do you want from me?'' He demanded. ''Ohh come on Logan, can't you be a bit nicer to the father of your best friend?'' After all, I am the one who took your innocence.'' Chris did a step forward as Logan backed away. ''You can't hide from me anymore Logie, I own you.''
''No you don't! I have no idea where you're talking about!''
''Don't you remember Logan? That one night? The night my son of a bitch invited his three little friends for an sleepover?'' Logan remembered tons of sleepovers at Kendall's place. But none of them included Chris taking his innocence. ''Don't tell me you've blocked it Logie! Wasn't it just as special for you as it was for me?'
It was Friday afternoon and little six year old Kendall, James Carlos and Logan were excited for the weekend. The four friends were going to have a sleepover at Kendall's tonight and nothing could stop them from having the time of their life, well except… Maybe Kendall's father could, but that was something only little Kendall knew about.
''See you later Kenny!'' Carlos shouted as he walked to his mother. ''See you later buddy!'' Kendall ran to his own mother with an huge smile on his face.
''Mommy I want them to come with us already!'' Mrs. Knight smiled at the happy little boy. ''They will come honey, but they will need to get their pajamas and stuff.'' Kendall couldn't stop talking about how they were going to stay up all night long and which games they were going to play as they walked home.
''Calm down sweetie.'' She said as she reached for her house key. But I'm just so excited!'' "I know you are honey." Together with her son she walked into the house.
"Why don't you start making everything ready?" The boy ran upstairs to make sure everything would be perfect. He walked down the hall, his mind already a few hours ahead of him, as walked into someone.
"Watch where you go buddy." Kendall looked up to his father, his face suddenly pale.
"Dad." He said. "I thought you were on some sort of business trip." The blond man laughed. "And miss all the fun over here? I canceled the trip to be with you and your friends."
"You didn't need to do that." Kendall walked to his room with his head down. He had maked sure his dad wouldn't be home when they planned the sleepover. He would never invite his friends when he was home, cause that would always end up badly. The smile on Chris Knight's face faded. "I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to." He called after his son. He knew Kendall wasn't happy about this, but since when did he care about that little boy? He had never wanted children he and Katie where just results of a night of drunken sex, an accident, nothing more.
Even with the company from Kendall's father the night turned out to be great for the four friends. Mama Knight had maked the most delicious pancakes ever, with an nice ice scream after. But everything good has it's end, even the boys endless gaming. And the boys weren't able to stay up for the whole night, they were fast asleep, somewhere deep down in their dreams. It wasn't till then that Logan's bladder decided that he needed to wake up.
Careful not to wake up any of his friends, Logan maked his way to the bathroom across the hall. He didn't like to go in the middle of the night, it always disturbed his nice dreams. But he had forgotten to go before he went to sleep and right know his bladder felt like it was about to explode. Quickly he lowered his pajama trousers and relieved painful bladder. He was shocked as the door suddenly opened and quickly lifted his trousers back up again.
''Oh hey Logan.'' It was Kendall's father. Logan had never seen the man before. He had never been home when he was at Kendall's and Kendall seemed to avoid him as much as possible. Logan didn't exactly understood why, he didn't think the man was that bad, he actually liked Kendall's father. If it wasn't for that creepy look he got from the man now.
''Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you.'' Another creepy smile, suddenly Logan wasn't so sure about that guy anymore. ''It's Ok, I was already done.'' He was about to leave the bathroom but was blocked by the blond man. ''Excuse me.'' The man looked down at the small brunette. "Can you step aside?" And without a warning the man grabbed little Logan and pulled him against the wall.
"You're so beautiful." Chris mumbled. He placed his lips roughly on Logan's. "So much better than little slutty Kendall." Logan couldn't move, this was so wrong. "Please...Stop..." But Chris didn't budge. "Show me what you got." He pulled Logan's trousers down and couldn't help but enjoy the sight. "How younger how better Logan, keep that in mind." And he pulled his own pants down as well and laid Logan on the cold hard ground. He didn't listen to the little miserable boy, who was begging him to stop. No, he sat on top of him, crushing the boys organs, and without any further preparation, Chris was slamming into him. And Logan let out a scream of agony . And the man loved it, he listened to Logan's screaming like he was listening to music. Mr. Knight was panting and letting out throaty moans. Logan closed his eyes but tears still fell from his eyes. After what seemed forever, Chris finally pulled out.
"We should do this more often." He said while he dressed himself again. Logan was still laying on the floor. He didn't feel like living right now. He startled when hands were on him again. He wanted to shake them of, he wanted to stand up and beat the hell out off Chris. But he couldn't. Chris got him dressed again, he smiled as he saw how broken the boy was.
"One more thing Logie." The small brunette looked up with glassy eyes. "Don't tell anyone." And the cruel man walked away. Logan still didn't move. The hard floor was exactly pretty comfortable, at it was now, cause Chris wasn't there anymore. He wanted to sleep, he wanted to fall into a endless sleep, where he would never wake up from. But then he thought of his friends. He couldn't leave them, he needed them. He thought of his mommy, what would she do if she saw him laying here like this? He had to get up, he had to go on with life. Nobody could find him here. Chris was right,, he hated the cruel man, but he was right. He couldn't tell anyone. He couldn't let anyone know what had happened to him. And with all the strenght he didn't have, he stood up and went to bed again. If he would just have went to the toilet before he had fallen asleep...
It had all come back to him. Chris had been telling the truth. ''You can't do this!'' Chris smirked at the teenager in front of him. "And why not? I've already done it before."
He had an hungry look in his eyes. The same look as all those years again. Logan knew what was gonna happen next. He couldn't fight anymore, he already gave up a long time ago. Chris hands tugged on his shirt. His lips connected to Logan's. But Logan didn't move. He let it all go over him. He tried not to think. Chris threw Logan's shirt away. He closed his eyes. He felt how Chris' lips went all over his chest, how his hands were unbuckling his belt.
And then they heard a scream of pure agony, a scream from Kendall. And Logan knew, no matter how bad his own situation was right now, Kendall was far worse. Chris cursed loudly. ''You wait here.'' He said angrily before he walked out of the room. Logan slid down to the floor. Tears started to stream over his face. Why had everything to be so fucked up right now?
How could I ever even think of writing this? I'm so sick...
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