The boy was walking back. Moving slowly but his whole body hurt. He was almost to the front of the Palmwoods when he tripped and twisted his ankle. Now his ankle was throbbing. He just wanted to go home.
Guitar dude was heading back to his apartment when he saw the boy. He ran over to the boy.
"Are you alright?"
"H - hurts." The boy said in a whispered.
"Can you walk?"
The boy shook his head slowly.
Guitar dude helped the boy walked inside the Palmwoods.
They walked to Guitar dude's apartment. It was on the first floor anyway and didn't take too long. The boy laid on Guitar dude's couch and a few moments later, passed out.
Guitar dude grabbed an ice pack and a blanket and a pillow. He wrapped the ice pack on the boy's swollen ankle. Gentle lift his head up and placed the pillow down and put the blanket over him.
'Who did this to him?' Guitar dude thought.
After a while, the boy woked up startled. He looked around in an unfamiliar place.
"Hey, you're safe now." Guitar dude said. "Here's some water and pain medicine."
The boy hesitantly took the water and pain medicine.
"Are you hungry?"
The boy shook his head.
The boy passed out again after a little bit.
Guitar dude didn't had his friends numbers to call them and he didn't want to leave the boy all alone. He wasn't sure what to do.
"Where are you going?"
"Gustavo texted me. Wants me to record some solos for the new album."
He walked out of the palmwoods and saw the limo waiting on him. He got in and had a bad feeling but before he could do anything he felt a weird smell and next thing he knew he blacked out.
The boy woked up from the small room.
"Hello? Anyne there?" He asked looking around the room. The room has four white walls and his foot was chained to one of the walls. He tried pulling the chain but it didn't work. He looked around the room to see if there was anything in the room to unlock the chain from his foot but there was nothing else in the room except him and a chain that was hooked to his foot. He tried yanking the chain again and again but nothing.
The boy woked up again and looked around. His whole body still hurt. Seven hours of being in a small room and playing that man games he called them. But they wasn't games.
"No. Make it stop! Please!" The boy said, whimpering.
Guitar dude came and try to calm down the boy.
"Hey, it's alright. You're safe now."
"Wanna go h-home. No more games. Please." The boy said.
"Okay. I can take you home. But you should rest right now and I'll take you home."
The boy nodded.
"Hey, have you seen Kendall?" Logan asked.
"He's not back yet?" James said.
"Back from where?"
"Gustavo sent him a text to record some solos from the album."
"How long was this?"
"He's been gone for hours. Maybe 8." James said.
"I'll call Kelly." Logan said.
Carlos walked in the living room with a corndog.
Logan got off the phone with a worried look.
"Logan, what's wrong?" James said.
"Kelly said Gustavo never texted Kendall."
"What?"
"So where is he?" Carlos asked.
The three of them said worried glances not knowing where their best friend was.
The man was rewatching the tapes again of the boy. He couldn't wait to play with the boy again. He was preparing for the next set of 'his' games.
Hoped you liked it. Sorry I haven't posted in a while, been working so much. I would of had this chapter up earlier but when I was almost finished with it , the chapter got deleted and I had to re type it. Now you guys know who the boy is. Who is the man? My next story I'll be posting will be for the 7 Deadly Sins challenge.