Howdy! So the fair wasn't that bad. Afterwads me and my best friend went onto Omegle and hilarious stuff happend. Oh dear. So here is another chapter. This one would not write itself, bad chapter. Still the next one is all planned out. It may not be up tomorrow as I have an exam on Tuesday and there's Glee. Still last exam.
CheekyBrunette Well you did inspire the blood and I wasn't going to use it in only one chapter. Carlos is amazingly cute, and yet my friend has been in love with all of them but him. How can you not love him? I don't follow. I was never going to do that to Kendall but it just happend. Hee hee James angst soon, honest. You know it's midnight by the time I upload these? I need sleep!
MiiMyselfandTime Yup and there's some more admitting in this chapter! I've still got story left in me yet! Am I that bad? *insert innocent blinking* I can'y wait for the 18th! Or a promo! Ugh exams, my last is Tuesday, yay!
So guess what BTR won't let me own them... I wonder why...
Enjoy
Logan was staring at his arms. He was trying to see his arms rather then the blood he knew wasn't there. He gently touched his arm and winced as he caught one of the burns. They were the most painful injuries he'd recieved and also the ones that brought the most painful memories. He closed his eyes to try and get rid of the memories. It didn't help. He looked over at the others. James, Carlos and Lottie were eating, or attempting to eat, the hospital food. Logan had eaten a bit but had pushed the tray away as the food was very unpleasent. Kendall and Katie weren't there as they were with their parents in another room. The doctors wanted Katie to go home as the hospital was begining to have a negative effect on her.
"Do you think Katie will go home?" James asked.
"I hope she does. This place is depressing, I don't understand why you three stay in." Logan said trying to hide the pain coming from his arms.
"The doctors tell us we have to be here." Carlos said with a smile. Logan gave a half smile, it felt like his arms were burning up. They had been this painful since he'd woken up, he was trying to ignore the pain coming from them and from his chest and legs. He hated it, and most of them had come from that last night. If the others hadn't found him when they did he knew that he'd be dead. That almost sounded preferable over the pain, almost. The morphine just didn't seem to be helping. He'd had the interview with the polive about what had happend and it seemed that the Reese's would go down, even if they had the world's greatest lawer which they didn't. At that point Kendall came back in.
"Good news, they've convinced her to go home. She's changing in one of the bathrooms then she'll come say goodbye." He explained as he sat down on his bed. The others let out a sigh of relief. She may have only been Kendall's sister by blood but the others all saw her as thier baby sister, not always a good thing in her point of view.
"That's good. This place isn't the happiest place in the world." James said.
"Hey guys. Lottie, the police are ready to talk to you. We have a wheelchair to help get you down there." Liza said as she came in. Lottie nodded and with help from the nurse got into the wheelchair. Logan smiled to her as he watched her go, he knew he had to tell the others now. Before he got a chance to open his mouth, Katie came in.
"I guess Kendall's told you." She said.
"Yes. It'll be good." James said with a bright smile, it didn't quite reach his eyes though. Katie smiled and hugged each of her brothers. Logan hid how much pain the contact put him in. She gave a small wave before she left with the few things that she'd had in the hospital. Logan glanced back down at his arms after she left. It was now or never.
"Guys... do you really want to know what happend in that basement?" Logan asked, his voice sounded weak.
"Only if you want to tell us." Carlos replied. Logan nodded. The other three moved over to sit on his bed.
"Ok...
"My stomach hurts." Lottie whispered. Logan had his arms around her. They were stuck in a tiny room that stank of blood, thier blood. The only sound they could hear was Mia's crys and yet nether of them could face going to her.
"I know, so does mine." Logan said gently whilst wipeing the blood from a cut. He was trying to patch both of them up before his parents came back in, it wasn't going very well. They heard the sound of the painting being moved upstairs.
"No, oh please no." Lottie cried into Logan's shoulder. Logan tensed up. It hadn't been that long since his parents had last been.
"You two are being too loud, you know what that means?" Kylie Reese said as her face came into view. The twins blinked as there eyes tried to get used to the sudden light.
"Please, we hardly did anything." Lottie begged. In return for this Phil Reese grabbed her coller and threw her into a wall. She screamed as she made contact. Logan ran over and tried to block his father from getting to her.
"Just leave her alone! She has never done anything to you. It was me who told on you back when we were little." Logan lied. Nether of them had told anyone, a teacher had worked it out but his parents just wouldn't accept that answer. Before Lottie had a chance to argue Phil had grabbed a red hot pocker from the fireplace in the room and slammed it into Logan's chest. Logan gave a blood curdling scream. It was one thing his parents did to him that they didn't do to Lottie. He was relieved that she didn't have to go through the extreme pain that he felt every time the hot metal touched his skin. It had burnt through his shirt. Before Logan had a chance to recover the metal was pushed against his arm. Logan fell to the floor. Both he and Lottie were then kicked, punched and, to the horror of the few who'd later hear about it, raped by the Reese's. They tried to ignore it but the only other thing they could focus on was the smell, the smell of fresh blood. Logan could feel himself falling unconsicous as the doorbell rang. Kylie responded by throwing him against the wall were he crumpled down onto the floor. He glanced over to Lottie to see that she was already out cold on the hard floor. He could feel his eyes close. Only one thought entered his head "I'm going to die".
The other three stared at him in horror. They knew that what had happend in the basement had been horrific but they couldn't have imagined anything like that. Logan lowered his eyes to his arms. The imaginary blood still taunted him. He wished it would go away, he still wasn't ready to mention it. He suddenly felt Carlos's hand on his skin. He glanced up to see his friend looking at him with pity. It had been the one thing Logan was dreading but he knew after what he'd just told them it was going to happen. Carlos then moved to hug his friend. Kendall soon followed. Logan was glad of the contact but had to do everything in his power to stop himself from hissing in pain. He felt like he was on fire. They hated seeing thier friend so broken. James hadn't moved. He was frozen in terror. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard and yet the marks covering his friends body were the proof.
"Logan... I'm... I'm sorry." was all he could say before he ran out of the room. The other three exchanged a look. James had broken down but not like they had expected. It seemed that there was something a lot darker going on.
SPLASH! So yeah... I'm an evil cow. This story has taught me that. Oops.
Ok so there are no random fictional characters this time as I can't think of any... hmm.
See y'all next time!
