A/N: This chapter has some disturbing content. It mentions rape and abuse. So, if you're the kind of person who hates this kind of things, just skip the italic parts.

Previously…

Jason smiled at his brother's lame attempt at humor. They were right. The weight of the world was not on his shoulders. It was time he accepted that fact.

That night, the gang, minus Alex, Nate and Jason, camped in Mitchie's and Alex's room. Mitchie had no doubt that Alex and Nate would be joining them soon. She just hoped that Jason did too. After finally realizing that she had betrayed Jason's trust, her mind whirled as different emotions washed over her. She felt guilty over spilling Jason's secret, angry at herself for being so impatient, sad that Jason was in a gang and a little comforted that she had her friends, especially Shane, to comfort her.

The advantage of being in the 'Breaking Free' orphanage was that the rooms were luxurious. Derek and Charlotte Evans, the owners and parents of Sharpay and Ryan, had always made sure that their 'children' lived in a comfortable environment and that they were well-cared for. As Mitchie watched the people she considered family interact with one another, a smile found its' way onto her face.

Her smile widened when the door burst open and Jason, Alex and Nate stepped into the room.

"Hey! What did we miss?"

And in that instant, as Mitchie smiled apologetically at Jason and he smiled back, all the drama that had happened earlier that day lay forgotten.

"So, why did you join them?"

Jason took a deep breath before looking apologetically at his friends and family.

"They threatened to hurt you guys."

Silence engulfed the room and all attention was on Jason. The Wildcats, as they were all considered now, stared at him with wide eyes and hanging jaws. The oldest Grey brother closed his eyes and counted to ten before the others erupted into a stream of questions and howls of outrage. The only one who was not saying anything was Gabriella.

"What do you mean they threatened to hurt us?"

"Jeremiah's a bastard."

"Yeah, well, he's going to get it."

Gabriella rolled her eyes at the never-ending questions and remarks before whistling loudly to get her friends' attention. The Wildcats stopped immediately, having been used to her whistles over the last few months and knowing that Gabriella whistling was not a good sign. It meant that they were either in trouble or silence was needed for them to discuss what they were going to do. By the knowledge of the situation they were in, Jason knew it was the latter.

"Alright, how many of you have questions?" the brunette asked, immediately taking charge as she stood in front of them. Eleven hands shot up. "Okay, then. We'll start with the oldest. Taylor, your question would be?"

"What the bloody hell do you mean he threatened to hurt us? He's afraid of us," the African-American volunteer asked, almost afraid of knowing the answer. Jason sighed before turning to her.

"Do you guys remember an Adam Feb and his sister Claire?" he asked. Taylor and the other longer members of the Wildcat gang nodded although they saw no link between Adam Feb and Jeremiah, only Zeke noticing how Sharpay had froze. He put his hand on hers and squeezed it gently.

"Who's Adam Feb?"

"He's this guy who committed suicide last year with his sister, Claire. They jumped off the school rooftop. They found bruises and signs of sexual assault on Claire. Turns out that Adam had raped his own sister and the only way Claire could have escaped her brother was by jumping off the roof. Seeing the damage he had done, Adam had jumped after her."

"That's not true!" Sharpay snapped at Chad and the afro-haired orphan gave her a sympathetic look. Sharpay turned to the newer members and said, "He was a good guy. He was always over-protective of Claire. He would never have done that to her!"

"Sharpay, the police said that –"

"The police are wrong! Adam was a good guy. He was the kindest, most caring guy I'd ever met."

"I'm with Sharpay on that one," Troy sighed, putting an end to any argument that would have escalated between Chad and Sharpay. "He was a good guy and I've seen the way he treated the girls he loved at high school. He was always fiercely protective of his sister and he would never have hurt her. They were best friends. She was often bullied though and Adam was always her saviour."

"Until he messed with Jeremiah Masters."

"What?"

Jason looked thoughtful before grabbing his laptop. He looked around at each of his friends, as though unsure of whether or not he should explain things to them fully. Seeing his brother's hesitation, Nate glared at his brother. All thoughts of hiding anything from them vanished as Jason gulped and went to the application he wanted to show them.

It was a video.

A disheveled teenager came upon the screen, his face and body bruised. His nose was bleeding and his jaw was obviously broken. He could barely stand and even with the rough support from the two boys holding him, he looked tired and worn out. Laughter rang around him and the two boys reluctantly holding him up abruptly let him go. Groaning from the pain shooting through his body, the teenager coughed up some blood before glaring hatefully at the video camera.

Sharpay gasped as tears threatened to spill from her eyes. She was vaguely aware of Zeke's comforting arm around her and of her brother's worried glances at her. The only thing she was really aware of was the black-haired, blue-eyed tortured teenage boy in the video.

"No," she cried softly and called for her first love. "Adam…"

Jeremiah Masters came onto the screen, his usual smirk broad and wide. His right hand held a bottle of beer and he used the other to grab Adam by the hair. Adam winced as pain he never felt before coursed through his bruised and bleeding body.

"You ready to apologize now, Feb?" his words were slurred but his voice was filled with more malice than usual.

It was a surprise that Adam could still manage to snort. "Not until you apologize for harassing Sharpay and my sister."

Jeremiah pulled his victim's head back and cackled madly as Adam let out a startled cry of anguish.

"Beg me to stop," Jeremiah drawled. The answer he got was a spit of blood on his face. He let go of Adam and wiped the crimson liquid off his face before punching his helpless schoolmate. "Well, if that won't make you apologize, then maybe this will."

Jeremiah snapped his fingers and Adam used what little energy he had left to lift his head up. His blue eyes widened and a scream rose up his throat when he saw a junior blonde girl in pink shirt and jeans being held by the two boys who had held him earlier.

"You bastards! Let her go!"

The three bullies laughed and Jeremiah got up from his spot beside Adam. He walked over to the young blonde girl who was crying. He licked the tears streaming from her blue eyes with his tongue, ignoring Adam's screams to get away from her.

"Don't cry, Claire," he snarled quietly and raised his finger to trace the tear tracks on her face. "I hate tears. Especially on a beautiful girl like you." His slid his finger all over her face and Claire struggled against her captor's hold on her.

Meanwhile, Adam had managed to get up. He walked unsteadily towards Jeremiah, ready to punch the guy who dared touch his sister, only to be on the floor again three seconds later with a dislocated shoulder and a broken jaw.

"You son of a bitch, Jeremiah! Let my brother and me go!" Claire screamed, her blue eyes, so similar like her brother's, streaming with tears.

Jeremiah grabbed her roughly by her shoulders before nodding to his friends. They left her side to hold Adam down instead.

"The more you struggle, the harder the punches will be on your brother, Claire." The young girl gulped and stared fearfully at Jeremiah. She stopped struggling against him and shared a frightened look with her brother as Jeremiah pinned her against the wall. Jeremiah smirked. "Now, that's a good girl."

He ran his hands through her long blonde hair before he started kissing her, ignoring Adam's threats and screams and his friends' laughter. His lips caught hers gently at first, waiting for a response from her. When he got none, he growled at her and snapped his fingers. His two members punched Adam at the same time and the tired and weak victim fell to the floor, barely conscious.

"You participate too, darling. I don't like doing the work alone," he whispered in her ear before trailing kisses from her lips to her neck. Realizing he was not going to get a respond out of her, he sighed. "Are you nervous, Claire? This is, after all, your first time."

Claire sniffled and glared at him through her tears. She took a glance at her brother and sobs she couldn't stop any longer wrecked her body.

"Please, Jeremiah," a weak voice spoke and all heads turned to Adam. He lifted his head from the ground with all the energy he had and his blue eyes were wet with tears for his sister. "Let her go. Hurt me as much as you want but let her go. She doesn't deserve this. You're right. I'm sorry for hurting you. Please… Just let go of her. I'm begging you."

Jeremiah rolled his eyes and motioned for one of his friends to grab Claire. He kicked Adam before kneeling down to his level. He leaned closer to Adam's face and whispered into his ear, "Too late for that."

Laughing at Adam's whimper, he went back to Claire and motioned for his friend to get away from her. He slipped his hands around her waist, knowing she wasn't going to resist for fear of her brother's life. He picked up from where he left off and trailed his kisses from her neck back to her face and then nibbled at her ear. He felt her shaking and sighed as he stopped again to whisper to her.

"I've been waiting for this for a long time, Claire. I know you're nervous. It's okay," he purred into her ear before he started trailing his fingers down her breasts. His hands stopped there and he made circles around them before cupping them and moaning in pleasure.

"You fuckin' bastard! Let her go!"

"Silence him!"

Claire cried out as her brother took a final hit and he lay unconscious on the ground.

"Adam!"

Jeremiah pinned her against the wall. He glared at her for the first time, his eyes blazing and a mad glint, madder than before, crossed his face. He started kissing her roughly everywhere before sliding his hands underneath her shirt. She struggled to get away from him and he pinned her to the ground instead of the wall, making it easier for him but harder for her.

She pleaded with him to let her go as she tried to get him to let go of her but to no avail. Her screams were muffled and the person behind the camera and Jeremiah's other two friends cackled at her sufferings and their friends' enjoyment.

The gang looked on in horror as he undressed her quickly. Sharpay was sobbing into Zeke's chest uncontrollably and Troy had his arm protectively around Mitchie, his blue eyes filled with hate for Jeremiah and her black orbs filled with tears of sorrow and pain for Adam and Claire. On his other side, Troy held Gabriella's hand. She leaned her head against his shoulders and her brown eyes were moist from the tears streaming freely down her cheeks. Chad and Taylor were holding onto each other, holding one another as though their life depended on it. Ryan and Kelsi were crying freely and Nate and Alex were positioned the same way. Shane stood beside Jason, wanting to be with Mitchie, but knowing that his presence beside his brother was much more in need.

When Jeremiah was finally done with Claire, she was naked and shaking on the ground. He was wearing a look of sheer pleasure and triumph. With the camera still on, he grabbed her roughly by her hair and motioned for his friend to pick up Adam. Together, they climbed to the block's rooftop.

Adam's eyes fluttered open as Jeremiah kissed his sister roughly before pushing her off the roof.

Sharpay screamed.

Adam screamed for his sister as he broke free and went after her, only to stop when he realized that she was already no longer moving on the ground below and she was covered in a pool of crimson red liquid. Angry tears sprang into his eyes and he turned to push Jeremiah backwards only for the bastard to push him backwards. Adam Feb fell right after, his body ten feet away from his sister, his body covered in his own blood.

The camera focused on Jeremiah and his two friends'. They looked horrified at what they had done before they suddenly burst out in cheers and whistle and dashed away from the rooftop before they got caught.

And with that, the screen went blank.

Sharpay got up from her position with Zeke and stormed over to Jason. Her eyes were red from crying and she was glaring at him with hatred. She raised her hand and slapped him. Hard. The sound of her slap echoed throughout the room, the gang standing up to defend Jason and hold her back if necessary.

"That was for being a coward and keeping this video a secret all this while," she spat. Jason smiled sadly at her.

"You're right. I do deserve that. And I know I'm a coward," he said, his voice quavering slightly. "But if being a coward means keeping my family safe, then I'd be one a thousand times over."


A/N: Please review! This is a very tensed chapter and I had a few troubles writing it... That's why it took so long... I'm not really comfortable with writing this but it's part of the plot so... Please review to tell me what you think.