Hii. :) So, this is chapter 21. I think. Sorry it took so long!

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The figure belonging to the familiar voice stepped closer, and the boys were absolutely appalled by who had spoken those dreadful words, the confession Carlos had been itching to hear for weeks now so he could get even.

"Chuck?" the four spat in unison, something they did all too often. Yes, the man who had claimed to be a good guy, a friend of Officer Garcia's, had just admitted to the murder of Carlos' family. He was the man that got them where they were… He set them up.

"Glad to see you boys remember me," Chuck said with a smirk. He looked colder than he did before, and he looked downright scary to begin with.

Carlos gulped and shuddered as he responded, "But…why?" He couldn't believe it. Chuck helped them. He was supposed to be a good guy!

"Why? Why? Don't you watch the movies, kid?" Chuck spat with a dark laugh. "There's always that 'bad guy' that goes undercover to get what he wants! And I wanted your dad out of my way."

"You were his friend," Carlos nearly whispered. This didn't make any sense to him.

"You see, boys… There are only two reasons to have friends in this world." Chuck walked in a complete circle around the four boys as he spoke, watching him like they were his prey or something. "One: to satisfy boredom…" He stopped in front of Carlos. "And two: to get what you want." He gave a sadistic grin and stepped away from the boys again.

"And what exactly is it that you want?" Kendall questioned, trying his best to act confident and like he wasn't scared to death.

Chuck looked over his shoulder at the blond leader. "Isn't it obvious? I want what everyone wants—power. With fear comes respect, with respect comes power, and with power…you're set."

The boys were silent as Chuck left the room once again, Jackson—who'd been quietly, sternly standing by to make sure nothing got out of hand—immediately following.

"What the hell just happened?" James was the first to speak up after another few minutes or so of silence. He was completely confused, as were the other boys. How could that guy they'd met only a short while ago, be that same mean, rude, nasty man they'd just encountered? How could he be the same man that killed Officer and Mrs. Garcia and Andreas?

"He killed them," Carlos said, nearly whispering. He was so confused, frustrated, and angry—all at once. "He killed my family."

"Carlos…" Kendall began, but soon realized he had no idea how to complete that sentence. Ordinarily, he'd say it'd be okay and try to make him feel better. But this wasn't an ordinary situation. This was some seriously messed up stuff.

Silence overcame the boys once again, as they were left with nothing else to say. How would they get out of this now? The so-called good guy, who they always thought was on their side, turned out to be the guy they'd been after this entire time.

"Okay, everybody just stay calm," Kendall stated finally, when things were quiet for another good few minutes. He wasn't sure why he'd said it—it wasn't like the guys were even saying anything. Quite frankly, they were all confused, scared, and shocked by the turn of events.

"What do we do now?" Carlos asked no one in particular. The boys weren't sure he even meant to talk out loud, until he continued. "How are we supposed to get out of here now? Everyone thinks we're on a fishing trip, when we're actually tied up in some crappy place on the wrong side of town…"

"We can get through this, Carlos," Kendall tried to keep the boy's spirits up, though he was honestly thinking the same thing as him.

What were they going to do now?