A/N
hey guys, I think this might work (dont know if i have to email this doucment or not, until i try n post it.)
i dont know, my laptop is still messed up, so i apologize. Ugh, shoot me!
well i apologize, i WILL try and start updating more often if this new thing works! I PROMISE!
also for spelling errors, this document thing does not have a spelling checker unfortunately. sorry :/
Logans pov
Considering the fact of what type of situation i was in, didnt help brighten my spirits.
Neither did the fact that I was now, tied up and stuffed itno the back of a car trunk. I'd probably been in here for an hour or two, the car trunk hot and kind of stuffy. To tell the truth, it was making me sick. I felt my stomach roll as the heat wafted across my face again, and i gagged, but i was able to hold it back.
Seriously, what the hell was going on?
First they beat the shit outta me, now this? i groaned in disapporval and wriggled my body. It hurt like hell staying in one place and position for so long. I felt my arms become a bit less numb and i sighed, pressing my face to the rough material of the interior. I began to sob, hard. my tears slipped past my face and into the interior. I sobbed long and hard, because it felt like all I could do was cry. I probably wasn't going to get away from this alive, and I knew i might not see Carlos ever again.
"SHUT UP BACK THERE!"
i closed my mouth and curled up tighter into a ball, whimpering and holding my sobs in as i felt the car continue to speed along Minnesota's roads.
Carlos POV
I glanced around at all the people I had, seeing a few just ready to egde and jump out of their hiding spaces.
This was it, the final part of my plan. It might've sounded stupid to most people, but to me it was my only chance. A surprise attack.
I glanced out from behind the door i was hidng behind, inside a large building. One of my guys, Donny, was set up with two others out in the middle of the small field between these few buildings. We were back in the slums, back in another part of town. Donny had set up a meeting with Wayne-Wayne under a different name, claiming to be a weapons dealer.
And for payment, money and a slut to have for a while.
Wayne-Wayne agreed.
I saw the way Wayne-Wayne stared at my beautiful Logan, so I knew he would hand him over, to be used as a dirty prostitute. Just to break, my poor precious Logan. I growled at the thought and checked my watch- 3:34. Wayne-Wayne was supposed to be here at 3:35.
And right on time, as he pulled up in front of us not a minute later. i tightened my grip on my knife and waited, watching. How badly i wanted to run out and put a bullet in his head. Wayne-Wayne didnt climb out of the car until after everyone uelse did, and my grip tightened even more. I watched intently, watched as the plan rolled out smoothly. Wayne-Wayne didn't seem suspicious at all, then Donny yanked the small crate out of the car.
Wayne-Wayne held his hands up to stop, and then took a few steps back and put his hand on his waist, where a gun was visible. I expected him to do that. The plan was working nice and smooth.
I watched Wayne-Wayne lift a hand to motion to someone in his car, except nothing happened.
Then the car pulled away.
and Wayne-Wayne looked around...before looking directly at me.
Logan was in that car!
My mind was in a haze. My anger fueled me as I ran from the building, my knife raised, ready to slam it down into Wayne-Wayne's face, except-
Explosions, fire, gunshots. I was blinded for a moment, before i cried out in pain and threw myself back in time. I slapped the fire off my jacket and whirled in a circle. Wayne-Wayne had set me up...again. He knew. My mind pounded, and all i could think about was what they were doing with Logan.
My grip on my knife tightened.
I looked at the flames, and up and around. People were fighting in and on top of buildings, blood flew, and people were falling. It took me a second to see Wayne-Wayne was trying to stop the war and take me down.
i looked at the flames. I took a deep breath, and ran through them...
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The fire didn't hurt as bad as imagined. It was there, and then it was gone, and i rolled over on the ground, landing. i stopped and hurriedly stood, running, passing people. My mind was still blurry and hazey, and all i could do as i ran, was throw my knife out, hit people randomly. I knew who were my people, and who weren't. Blood spilled, and eventually, a big guy stepped in front of me. I dodged, and stood quickly. Before he could do anything, my knife went deeply into his chest.
He cried out and died instantly, slumping forward. I threw him down and yanked my slicked blade out of his chest cavity, drenching my arm and hand in dark blood, my knife flinging blood onto my face.
I continued searching, my sneer growing wider, my vision going red. My heart thumped almost irradically. My blood pumped through my veins. I wasn't here for anything besides the kill. I spotted a person who looked like Wayne-Wayne, and I was instantly running that way.
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JAMES POV
At the moment, I didn't care about anybody besides myself. People around me were being beaten up, or getting to beat someone down. I was using my long-handled knife, stabbing, ripping my knife out, slashing. I flung blood everywhere, before driving my knife into the chest of a young brunette guy, whose blue eyes went wide. He coughed, before slowly falling. I stared at him, with disgust, before tunring and running.
I needed to find Carlos, make sure he was okay,too. But a sudden scene made me stop.
Kendall, MY Kendall, had a gun pointed straight at his back, and he was to preoccupied with the large make he was fist-fighting to notice. I saw the male with the gun smirk, and my feet lead me to run towards them.
"NO!" i screamed, as the trigger was pulled. I jumped, and the sudden impact of the bullet hitting me brought me down. I coughed, and glanced down to see the bullet wound in my side. I was shot, and the blood already began seeping out. I glared at the guy who shot me, but he was terrified as Kendall threw the guy he was fighting aside, neck snapped. His face appeared over mine a second later, his emerald eyes wide. They were filled with tears. I watched his fingers shake as he gently touched my face.
"J-James?" he whispered. I coughed and he blinked, letting his tears spill onto my face, and down his neck.
"you...you took a bullet for me..." he whispered. I nodded again. Kendall began sobbing, and i reached up slowly, the bullet in my side making everything besides feeling pain spread through my body, making me slow. I trailed a finger down his face and then curled it into a lock of his hair.
"Kendall it's okay."
"NO ITS NOT!" he screamed, eyes angry and filled with tears only I was allowed to see. He glared ta me before leaning down, grabbing my face and kissing me upside down. When he pulled back, he laid his head down on my shoulder and sobbed.
"I-It's not okay..." he sobbed. I gently rubbed his cheek, before cringing as the pain continued upwards. My whole torso was starting to become numb.
"Why? If you died, and i saw it..." i couldn't finish. Kendall rolled his head gently to look at me and i wiped a tear away, giving a small half-smile.
"I love you so much." Kendall's lip trembled.
"Don't say that. Don't say it like it's the last time you will." I blinked, my eyelids suddenly feeling heavy.
"I always will love you." i whispered. Kendall sobbed harder, pulling me close. But suddenly he stood up, and he bent down. He grabbed my shoulders, and despite me protesting and groaning in pain, Kendall dragged me from the alley.
"Ke-Kendall-" I ocughed and spat blood. My whole shirt was wet with the blood and i put my hand on it for pressure. a small stream of blood followed me down the alley, and Kendall sobbed as he dragged me.
"I won't let you die...I won't!."
He stopped and fell to his knees, holding my head and hand as he sobbed harder. The bullet must've been deep, because I was really numb, as i raised a hand to Kendall's face. I wiped away his tears and brought him in for another kiss. Our lips pressed together, rubbing his soft ones against mine. He dragged his fingers through my long hair, and i smiled. He was the only one allowed to touch my hair. When we pulled away for air, my eyelids lowered a bit and i sighed in sadness, and happiness.
"At least-" i coughed," you were here."
"JAMES NO! SOMENE HELP!" Kendall screamed. I heard a small sound, like a siren?
I shut my eyes.
"I love you, Kendall."
Through the thick sobs, i felt Kendall brush his fingers against my cheek, and whisper," I love you, too, James."
and then i was floating...
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CARLOS POV
Wayne-Wayne, the fucking coward, ran into a building. I followed him, but by the time I got in, he had rode up in an old elevator, which i was surprised still worked. But he must've turned it off, because i was foricng myself to run up the thirteen flights of steps(1). I was glad my endurance was high, because i was on the eleventh floor, and i was starting to slow a bit.
I heard a small pitter-patter behind me and growled, flicking my eyes to see if anyone followed me up here. No one. I turned back around and conitnued upwards. I walked the rest of the way, slowly my breath and making myself more quiet. I yanked my knife out, watching the blood that still covered it dry a little, and flake off.
I walked to the top floor, and growled when I spotted Wayne-Wayne, his large smirk and grey eyes illuminated by the flames going on down below. Gunshots and screams could be heard up here. He was surrounded by two large guys, but I wasn't worried about them.
"Ya hear that, huh, Garcia?" He slowly turned to me, those horrible grey eyes illuminated. IT was freaky. But I didn't let it slow me down.
"That's all because of YOU, Garcia. Your people are dying because of YOU. Logan is here because of YOU." I growled when he turned to face me completely, and then my gaze lowered to see he held a chain in his hand. It lead to something, but I couldn't see, the room was getitng darker from the sun setting, the only light coming from the fires outside.
"Yeah? well ,you're in the same situation." I growled. Wayne-Wayne smirked and shrugged.
"My feelings for the people down there are mutal."
"Where's Logan?"
Wayne-Waynes face darkened, but his smirk stayed on his face. I couldn't stand it, i wanted to rip it off his face. I let my kinfe slide through my fingers, the cool metal whispering to me to stab Wayne-Wayne in the neck. Wayne-Wayne smirked again and chuckled darkly.
"you sure are something, Garcia." He dropped the chain and i heard growls. My eyes flicked to the dark corner of the huge room, and i watched a snout appear.
"Get him1" Wayne-Wayne laughed. I watched two huge Dobermen's and a large German sheperd bark and jump at me through the dark. I threw an arm out and The first Dobermen bit my arm. I cried out and flung my body around, flinging the dog off, and the second jumped on my back. I tried throwing it off, but it stayed on. The German sheperd went for my leg, but it stopped instantly, blood flying, as a small figure pounced on it, and they both went rolling. The figure stood and I watched as they raised a silver object. A lound gunshot was heard and the dog behind me fell still. I smirked and stood.
"did ya think a few simple bruises would keep me out of a challenge like this?" The blonde hair swished around and i grinned.
"Not at all, Myranda." She grinned evilly, which seemed even more sadistic because of the bloody gauze wrapped around her arms, a sling holding one arm, and her head, covering one eye. We both turned to Wayne-Wayne and Myranda raised her gun.
"It's over. Give up Wayne-Wayne." She whispered, her voice low, seductive, and chilly at the same time. He grinned and stepped back, watching as his two body guards ran towards us. A third one appeared behind us, and grabbed Myranda. Her free arm was grabbed and she was forced to drop her gun, but she quickly turned and kicked her foot high, her foot going up into the guy's face.
Damn, I knew she was flexible, but...Damn!
I turned to see the guys coming towards me, and i ducked, grabbing the first guy as he tripped over me, and i threw him over the side of the railing, his screams echoing as he fell thirteen stories down. The second guy i quickly turned and did a swish with my knife, watching him splutter and cough, gripping historn neck. I pushed my way past him and ran towards Wayne-Wayne, who was trying to run again once more.
I grabbed him from behind and dragged him over to the open windows. I glanced around and smiled when i actually realized there were no windows, this was an old building, yes, but it was never finished. The beams holding the roof up were the only thing in front of me as i shoved Wayne-Wayne towards the edge.
"Garcia!" He screamed. I twistedhis arm behind his back and grinned. He looked at me with wide eyes.
"Garcia! Don't!"
I grinned evilly again.
"God, Garcia, Please...don't."
I gave him a serious face, and pressed our faces close.
"Where's Logan?" I said quietly. He blinked, and I watched a tear roll down his face. he was scared of...death...
"Three blocks away, Highsmith street, i-in the black chevrolet..." He whispered. I nodded and looked down. Wayne-Wayne gave a small sigh and I realized he probably thought he was gonna get out of this.
I drove my knife through his stomach, twisting it, watching his face go pale, his eyes go wide. i lifted his body out, above the crowds below. I think everyone saw me, because the noise started to die down. I watched Wayne-Wayne cough, and he looked at me.
"Power...Money...kills..." He shook his head and spat blood.
"I see...I see that now." I nodded and he sniffed, a tear rolling off his cheek. I let go off him, pulling my knife out. I watched his body fall and disappear into the smoke below. I felt a small breeze, and turned to see Myranda standing next to me.
"Why'd you do it? Not just because of Logan, was it?" She whispered.
"In a game like the one I'm forever trapped in...You show no mercy." I whispered.
"Still...what was the real reason?" Her voice was soft, and calming now, and we both stared down into the smoke, watching it clear a bit to show people crowding Wayne-Wayne's body.
"...people like him, don't deserve to live." i whispered, and slid my knife itno my pocket, my eyes glazing and giving me an off-set look. I turned to walk away, but gave one last look to Myranda, her wide blue eye sparkling.
"Neither do people like me."
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I ran. God i ran. I ran down the sides of buildings, jumped over or shoved anything in my way. I turned the corner, and spotted the black chevrolet Camaro. I instantly ran over and flung open the drivers door, finding it empty, and dirty inside, looking as if the driver picked up and left. Probably did,the fucking coward. I popped the trunk and hurried to the back, lifting it up. My eyes filled with tears, because the sight of my beautiful Logan sitting up, ale, and covered in bruises and cuts galore, brought me to that level. I grabbed Logan and held him, kissing him, hugging him.
I whispered nonsense to him, both of us crying into each other. I eventually was able to hold my tears back and I pulled Logan into my chest, yanking his bonds off his hands and legs, and letting him fist my tshirt in his hands, sobbing hard. I ran my fingers through his hair, down his cheek, wiping his tears away, before burying my face in his hair and whispering "I love you's" over and over again. Logan just sobbed and whispered them back.
I scopped him up in my arms and carried him, nto wanting to leave him, not wanting to miss his touch again. I carried him past everything, past people who gave me weird looks, past people who looked frightened at my blood-stained figure. I was glad no one gave me a second thought as i carried logan through the crowds that stopped fighting, who were now staring at their dead leader.
Wayne-Wayne was covered with a tarp, and people crowded around him. I glanced at a cluster of my guys and flicked my eyes towrads Wayne-Wayne, as if to say get rid of him. Tehy undertsood and hurried to round up people to get ird of the bodies. I kept walking, only stopping to check on my guys. A group of guys ran up to us, Dak in the middle, a tear-stained face as he was held back, attempting to scratch my eyes out.
"YOU KILLED HIM! YOU-YOU BASTARD!" he broke down sobbing and i kept going, holding Logan closer. i stopped for a moment and sat down, holding Logan close, kissing him. I felt like exploding unless I could tell him I loved him.
"I love you...so much, Logan.." i felt him grip me tighter.
"I love you too, Carlos."
"God, Logan-"
"I-I thought i wouldn't see you again!" He sobbed. I rubbed the middle of his back and tried soothing him.
"You realize I would kill myself to be with you?" I whispered. I felt Logan tense, before he broke down and continued sobbing.
"I love you so much, Carlos!"
We sat there for a few minutes, before i stood up and glanced around. Clusters of people sat around, Dak was sobbing and poeple were trying to calm him down. Wayne-Wayne's body was gone and everyone here knew they worked for me now, but it wasn't the time to smile about it. I decided to give them a bit of time. I turned and saw Myranda limping around, her eye flicking around, in search of some...one? I watched as her face lit up and she slowly limped towards the tall, lanky blonde i had seen before with Wayne-Wayne so many times. She walked up to him from behind, and gently slipped her fingers into his palm. He looked shocked, but his face went bubble-gum pink at the sight of her.
I would ask her later.
Kendall and James were nowhere, and i checked my phone, finding a message from Kendall. I would check it later. I carried Logan to the car and gently set him inside, buckling his seatbelt for ihm like a child. I turned around and found Irish standing a few feet away, ready for the wounded, a few people beside her ready too.
We gave each other a small stare, beofre i smiled and looked at Myranda. Irish followed my gaze and smiled, before starting to walk over to them.
I gave a small happ sigh and climbed into my car.
As i drove away, Logan stared out the window, quiet as a mouse, before he whispered.
"Is...Is it over?"
I nodded and placed my hand on his thigh.
"Yes, Logan, it's finally over."
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The moment we got home, I shoved my door open and climbed the stairs, holding Logan in my arms tightly. I pushed him into our bedroom, kicking my door shut, and I placed him on my bed, instantly yanking his clothes off. He whimpered and i growled, staring at his bruises, and gashes. He whimpered again as i leaned over, trailing my fingers over his bruised, pale body. I stripped myself and rubbed our bodies together, but Logan pushed me away and held one of his cuts, beginnign to cry a bit as it leaked.
I bit my lip and hurried to my bathroom, coming back out with my first-aid kit. I grabbed the gauze and isinfectant, spraying Logan and rubbing the blood away. He groaned and I ended up wrapping him up in gauze, starting a few inches udner his nipples and ending just above his belly button. I put a band aid or two on his arm or leg, wherever the gauze wouldnt go, before i pushed the first aid kit away and curled up next to Logan.
We both lay there, holding each other. Loga continued crying, sniffling and burying his face in the comforter.
"Did they..."
"no." He whispered, before sniffing and looking at me, rubbing his gauze covered torso.
"just hit me." I glided my hands over his chest.
"I love you, Logan."
"I love you, too."
I leaned close and pressed our lips together, smothering his soft ones with my chapped ones, licking a line across his bottom lip. He opened his mouth and let me push my tongue inside. i wrapped our tongues around each other, before i returned to just kissing him. I couldn't take it, and I pulled awya, a small string of saliva connecting us. I grabbed his hips, being careful of any bruises, before I lifted him up onto my hips, rolling us over a bit, so I lay on my back, and he straddled me.
He whimpered.
"Carlos-can't-"
But I quickly sat up and kissed him.
"this isn't for sex or pleasure, Logan...just love."
His eyes went wide as i reached over and grabbed a condom off my nightstand, the weird way we were laying making it easy for me to reach it. I slipped the lubed concom on and pressed my erection to Logan's hole, watching his face scrunch up a bit, ready for pain. I pushed in and he gave a small cry. But I stayed still, for him to get adjusted. He began bouncing up and down, smiling and crying at the same time. The pleasure that sparked between us was amazing, and I leaned forward, grabbing Logan and pressing our chests together, kissing him over and over again as we rocked together, bouncing.
We were so caught up in our lovemaking, when we both released, it was amazing. My eyes rolled back, and I screamed loud, along with Logan. He sprayed my chest and I felt my cock explode inside of him.
"AH! CARLOS!"
"I LOVE YOU, LOGAN!" I screamed Logan spasmed once more, spraying me twice, before he groaned out a reply.
"I-love you too!"
Then...
It was over. We both lay still, him on top of me, covered in each other's sweats and cum. Logan kissed me, and I kissed him back, both of us crying again as i rolled Logan over to lay beside me. I wrapped an arm around him and sighed, entwining our fingers together.
"I love you so much."
"And I love you more." he whispered. a moment of silence went by as I stared into hsi beautiful brown eyes. I couldn't resist, i couldn't help myself, the words just tumbled out of my mouth.
"Marry me, Logam, God please just marry me."
His eyes went wide and he began sobbing again, his lips curled up in a smile and he leaned over and wrapped his arms around my neck. I did the same thing, kissing him and holding him close.
"I'll give you anything you want, anything you need, just...marry me. Stay with me, forever."
"Yes...I will, Carlos."
I brought his face to mine and we kissed again, before we finally relaxed. I watched Logan as he slept, my thoughts wandering around for a while. I loved him, truly. I never imagined myself asking someone to marry me, but here I was.
God, Logan was the only person who could make me feel this way, and it felt amazing. I didn't want the feeling to go. I turned and couldn't help myself as I stared at Logan. My beautiful Logan. I traced a finger down his face and smiled.
I truly loved him. I loved him with all my heart.
OHMYGOSH IM SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE! I Planned to work on this but i got caught up! i apologize!
and (1) NEVER run up a 13 flights of steps. I have and when i got to the top, i passed out. literally.
and thanks so much for being patient!
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