Well... here it is. I did some thinking, and yeah, Rudy's getting his journal entry in TODAY. Still, there will be a bit of the time skip, but it's here. And let me tell ya, Rudy's flashback and entry will be the most TRAGIC out of all the boys. You'll finally see why he has been so reluctant to write in it. And if you've been following the story, you might already know why. Now... let's get on with the story.

Warning: Chapter contains flashbacks and descriptions of more child abuse and sexual assault of a minor. Turn back NOW if you can't handle this kind of stuff. Otherwise, you have been warned.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC's.

Chapter 10: Damaged

Rudy Davis... he was a strong teenager.

... Emphasis on the word was...

After the kidnapping of him and his friends, he felt nothing more of a broken shell of his former self. He felt pathetic... he felt worthless. He felt like he didn't belong on this planet anymore.

He really wanted to die right now...

But there was something keeping him from doing so...

... His pride...

As weak as he felt, he didn't want anybody to see himself as a coward. He knew that trying to kill himself would affect everyone around him. His friends, his family, and himself as a whole. He didn't want to bring heartbreak to anybody. He was Rudolph Davis, damn it! And he wasn't afraid of anything!

Until after what those people... did to him.

But needless to say, one thing he wasn't doing to do, was write in that dumb journal that Albert kept pestering him about. Albert wanted Rudy to write about his feelings, as it would help him. But the rich boy continued to refuse, to the point where he told Albert to take the journal and 'shove it up his fat ass'.

However, Albert wasn't going to give up that easily.

A few days, three to be exact had passed for the boys. Harold was getting better at physical therapy. Bill was getting well to where he would soon be ready to go home. As for Rudy... well, his mental state seems to remain unchanging. He continued to have breakdowns and suicide attempts, but at the same time, they weren't as bad as before.

All boys found themselves in the children's room again, just talking among themselves. From what they knew, the therapy sessions the doctor's set up would be happening all next week. Albert was glad of that, as it would help his friends talk about their feelings... and hopefully, it would do good for Rudy... who was just sitting off to the side.

If only he could be happy now...

The room the boys were in had a dry erase board, like a classroom, would have. It was clean now, but it started to give Albert an idea of a way to have fun, "Hey, hey, hey, dudes. See that board over there? Why don't we go and draw on it? Y'know, for fun?"

The others looked at one another, before nodding. They were starting to get bored with just talking anyway. And so, they left the table and stood in front of the board. Grabbing some markers in different colors, they began to draw whatever was on their mind. Russell had to sit on his brother's shoulders since he was too short to reach the board himself.

Soon, the board was filled with drawings of birds, boats, the clubhouse, the Brown Hornet, and other stuff. But it was then that Albert realized that Rudy was the only one NOT drawing. He was still sitting down, "Wanna join us, Rudy?" The large boy asked.

Rudy glared at him and shook his head. Seeing that glare and not wanting to bother him further, Albert nodded in understanding. But... if he didn't want to draw... he could... write.

So, Albert walked over to the table to pick up the journal, before walking over to Rudy, who noticed him instantly and stood up, "No! Don't even try it, Fat Albert! I keep telling you, I don't want to write in that stupid journal!"

"But Rudy. It'll help you get out your feelings..." Albert urged him, "You can't just keep it all to yourself..."

But all the rich boy did was turn his back towards his friend, who continued to urge him on, "Please, Rudy... I don't know much of what happened to you, but it'll help if you just write-"

"FUCK YOU!" Rudy screamed, facing Albert with a glare of death... and tears streaming down his cheeks. The outburst startled everyone in the room, as the other boys turned to see what was going on.

"You really wanna know what happened to me when those bastards had us?!" The rich boy asked loudly, "You're really ITCHING to know?! Well, I have news for you, Fat Albert! Not everyone wants to write in a damn journal to recount those types of moments! We ALL went through complete and utter HELL! But everything that happened... it was nothing... and I mean NOTHING ... compared to what happened to ME! And you want me to remember all of that just for the sake of writing in a FREAKING BOOK?!"

He stopped for a moment to catch his breath and let out a few sobs. Albert reached to rub his shoulder, while the others watched, knowing exactly what Rudy was going through.

After a few seconds, Rudy blurted out.

"I WAS RAPED!"

Silence...

Silence followed that outburst. Albert was horrified, but at the same time, not too surprised, since he figured that was the truth judging by now everyone was acting about it earlier. Still, he hoped that wasn't what happened... but now, it was too true.

"Oh, Rudy... I'm sorry that happened to you..." He said softly.

Rudy in response crouched down in a fetal position, shaking and crying uncontrollably. That sight broke something inside everyone else. Russell left out a few sobs of his own as Bill held him. Donald sniffed a bit. Harold took Mush's hand for comfort, while Bucky shook his head. This was just as hard for them, as they had to witness what happened.

As for Albert, he bent down to pull Rudy in a hug, allowing the boy to cry as long as he wanted. They stayed like that for about ten minutes, until Rudy felt calm again.

"They raped me... more than once..." He sobbed, "Both of them. The man and woman. The lady had this... dildo she put on... to do it... i-i-it was fucking a-a-awful... I-I-I n-never f-felt s-s-such p-pain before in my LIFE!"

Albert nodded, "I know... it won't be easy to recover from something like that... but once those people are caught, I'm sure they won't be doing that to another child..."

"I-I-I felt dirty... I felt... like a sick boy!"

"What do you mean-"

Suddenly, Rudy pulled away from Albert and stood up, pulling up his vest and sweater, revealing his sweater. Albert took a closer look and gasped at what he saw.

Carved into Rudy's stomach... was some of the crudest words ever.

SLUT

WHORE

HOE

PROSTITUTE

BITCH

FUCK BOY

PUSSY

Again, the others weren't surprised to see that, because they were there to witness what happened. Albert frowned. This was worse than he thought. No wonder Rudy didn't want to write anything... no wonder he was so... broken.

"These words... they describe me perfectly!" Rudy cried, "I'm a slut, whore, pussy! Everything is true! I don't belong on this planet! I'm a disgrace to my family and friends."

Albert grabbed Rudy by the shoulders and held him close, "That's not true, Rudy. You're none of those things. That man and woman were trying to mess with your mind. You're much more than what they tried to make you out to be. You're Rudolph Davis. You're strong. I know this is going to be a lot to get over... but you got me, the dudes, your parents, the doctors, nurses, and other people to help you out... you're not alone..."

"Yeah..." Bill spoke up, walking towards the boy, holding Russell's hand, "You got us for support. And believe me when I say this, it's just as hard for us as it is for you, Rudy."

Russell nodded, "Yeah. You might have gotten hurt, but we were the ones watching it happen."

"In a way... we felt hurt too..." Harold added as he wheeled over, "In fact, whenever one of us got hurt and we had to watch, it was just hard. We were all suffering just as bad."

"And none of us can really get over it yet..." Bucky also added, "So don't think you're the only one who was truly hurt..."

Rudy took a moment to let all of that sink in. He realized... they were right. They all suffered from abuse at the hands of that nasty couple. And while he got it the worst, they felt just as bad as he did.

"And another thing, Rudy... when you guys went missing for all those days... I felt hurt." Albert admitted, "I didn't know what happened to you, and I kept worrying whether or not I'd see you all again. But when you were found, it was like a big weight was taken off my shoulders."

"Then it couldn't have been a whole lotta weight..." Harold joked a bit.

The others chuckled a little, even Rudy, who, for the first time in a long time, smiled, "... Thanks, dudes. You know, you may be annoying at times... but I love ya all... I really do..."

"Can't say the same for you, Rudy..." Russell replied with snark.

"If I weren't mourning the loss of my virginity right now, I'd clobber you..."

At that moment, it seemed that everyone was back to the way things were before. But they knew it would still take a while. Rudy looked over at the journal on the floor and realized... maybe he did have something to write about, "Hey, Fat Albert... let me see that book... I think I'm ready to write in it."

The large boy smiled, "Be my guest..."

With that, he took the book, and then walked out of the room, in order to get some peace and concentration, while the others resumed drawing on the board. The boy walked down the hall, until, he found a big window at the end of it. Rudy sat on the sill and opened the book. Curious, he quickly read the others entries, before he started on his own.

Taking a deep breath, he began to write. He was still uncertain of recalling the moments of his assault, but as the others said, it would help get out his feelings...

"Dear, Journal. It's me, Rudy. I've tried to stay as far away from you as possible, but I guess my pride brought me here. So, me and my friends have been through a lot of Hell when we were kidnapped by that bastard and bitch. I know I shouldn't curse, but I'm not in a good mood right now, so deal with it..."

It was day six of being held captive. The boys just sat in the corner of the basement... bored out of their minds. Not a lot happened within the first five days. Aside from getting beaten on their backs, eaten weird food, and Russell getting whooped for not eating said food... it wasn't a whole lot.

The man and woman came in from time to time, bringing them food, and messing around with them, but other than that, it was a slow week. Rudy sighed as he leaned his back against the wall, wincing from the scars from the beating.

"Man... who would've thought being kidnapped would be soooo boring...?" He asked, "I'm not asking those people to torture us... but I wanna do something... anything to pass the time."

"We better be glad they haven't come and tortured us..." Bill surprised, "We're actually lucky. I think it's because we've been good and well behaved, that they haven't hurt us anymore. Maybe if we keep it up, they'll let us go eventually."

Russell frowned, "I doubt it... those people are mean..."

"I know..."

"Well, we better keep up the good behavior. If we do, maybe we'll get something good..." Donald suggested, "L-Like cake..."

Everyone nodded. The cake did sound pretty good right about now. But Rudy was still wanting to do SOMETHING. If it meant him not dying of boredom. Unfortunately, his wish would come true... and not in a good way.

The door to the basement opened again, and the man and woman walked in. The looks they had on their faces were... unnerving, to say the least. There was a sinister... yet creepy vibe. And Rudy was the only one sensing it... and he wasn't liking it.

"Hello, boys..." Gabe greeted the kids, "How are you this fine afternoon...?"

The boys didn't answer, but just nodded or gave a big thumbs up. Bella giggled, "That's good. Because we're gonna play a little game. But only one of you gets to join in, while the rest just watch..."

With that explanation, the boys watched as Gabe brought over a table... with metal shackles on it. That made them shiver a little in fear of whatever was about to happen. Bella looked over the kids very carefully... until she pointed at one, "You! Stand up, cutie."

Rudy gulped. But something caused him to do as told. He slowly stood as the woman smirked, "Do me a favor, Rudolph. And take off your pants..."

"... WHAT?!"

"You heard me. Take off your pants. For Mommy."

He had no idea what she wanted him to do that for, but to avoid being hit or something, he did as told, lowering his bell bottom jeans to his ankles. As soon as that was done, he was dragged from the corner and thrown into the table. From there, his jeans and underwear were removed completely, as his boots and socks remained. Gabe forced the teen onto the table and strapped him in.

Rudy was starting to get scared as he struggled a little, especially since his legs were spread wide, "W-W-What's going on? W-What are you gonna do to me?" He asked, blushing from embarrassment.

The wicked grins on the couple became more wicked as Bella spoke, "We're gonna show you how to be a man, Rudolph..."

"Huh...?"

"She's right..." Gabe added, reached down to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, "You seem to be one of the strong ones... so we're gonna test that theory..."

Rudy's eyes went wide as the man pulled out his member. It was large. Larger than anything he's seen. The other gasped in horror as Bill covered Russell's eyes to prevent him from seeing the private part.

But for Rudy, he was starting to realize what was about to happen...

And it made him scream!

"NO! NOOOO! PLEASE DON'T! NOT THAT! ANYTHING BUT THAT! PLEASE, NO!" He begged.

The only response he got was cruel laughter. Gabe then shoved his thing into Rudy's face, "Suck it..." He demanded.

Rudy refused by turning his head, but that didn't stop the man, as he grabbed the boy and forced his member into his mouth. Rudy gagged and choked as he tried to pull back, but then Gabe put his hand behind the boys head and force it down his throat deeper.

The others watched with extreme discomfort. Of all the things they thought could happen while they were kidnapped, sexual assault was not even on the list of sais things. And the worst part, they knew none of them could help Rudy, for fear of getting hurt as well. So, all they could do was watch the scene unfold right in front of them.

As for poor Rudy though, all he could do was gag and cry as the member was forced down his throat deeper and deeper every second. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape. The shackles holding him were too strong, and Gabe was even stronger. Soon, he began to suffocate the boy violently, pushing his face into his lap.

While this was going on, Rudy had no idea of what Bella was planning, as he was busy getting deep throated. That's why it came to be a surprise when he felt something being shoved inside his behind. His screams of pain were muffled. He had no knowledge of what was happening.

But the others knew. They were horrified as Bella was wearing a strap on toy, a rather large one, and shoved herself fully inside of Rudy, stretching him to the fullest he could be stretched. And it wasn't long before the woman started thrusting inside the hole, laughing when she saw a red substance leak out.

"I want you boys to watch!" Gabe demanded, "If you even close one eye, I'll slit your throats."

The boys gulped, nodding quickly. Bill reluctant took his hands away from Russell's face, as the little boy was now forced to watch what was in front of him. And when he saw it, he wished Bill would cover his eyes again.

Again and again, the man's sack crashed against Rudy's face, all while the dildo slammed into his anus at the same time. He had never felt so violated in his life. He couldn't escape. He was forced to endure this torture for God knows how long...

Gabe groaned in pleasure as he face fucked the teenager. He wouldn't stop until he had that feeling... that feeling of goodness. Though it wouldn't so good for his victim. Bella was feeling the same way, having a toy that allowed senses of feeling. She too wouldn't stop until she felt the pleasure of a lifetime. She even grabbed Rudy's member and squeezed it, causing the boy to emit a small moan.

After about four minutes, both of them felt that feeling. Rudy screamed as he felt a salty liquid rush down his throat. He once again tried to pull away, but couldn't until every last drop was emptied out of the man's member.

As for Bella, she started to pant, before pulling her toy out of Rudy, "That was fun... wasn't it, Gabey...?"

"It sure was, dear..." Was the husband's reply, as he finally pulled his member out of Rudy's mouth. The rich boy began to cough, spit, and sob from the disgusting taste. He took several deep breaths of relief. The others also sighed. They were done... they were actually done...

Until...

"It's time for round two, Bella. Let's switch!"

SWITCH!

Rudy began to panic as the couple switched sides. Now he truly knew what was about to happen. He began to struggle again wildly, but again, he just could not get away this no matter how hard he tried. He looked up at Gabe, who had an even more sinister look on his face. Rudy just whimpered in fear with pleading eyes...

But... those eyes did no good.

Soon, the rich boy felt more severe pain...

If the other boys could describe the scream Rudy let out at that moment... well, they would only one word. Agony. That is how they would describe it. Because that's the only word they could use to know what Rudy was feeling at the moment.

The poor boy was crying and wailing as he was violently claimed. He felt the man roughly thrusting inside of him hard and fast. So hard and fast, that he was rocking the table a bit. Bella smiled when she heard the boy's screams before she went and shoved her dildo in his mouth to silence him, "Taste ass, sweetheart!"

Again, Rudy was choking and being screwed at the same time. Only it was worse this time around. He ceased his struggling, realizing that he couldn't get away from this at all. He sat as still as possible, forced to be a sex slave to these awful people.

It seemed to last much longer than before. The table was soaked with wetness and blood, but it only made Gabe go harder with his thrusts. That's when he decided to have some more fun. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pocket knife. When he pressed a button to release the blade, Rudy paled at the sight of it.

In a swift move, the boy felt his sweater being lifted up. Bella had ceased deep throating him so he could see what was doing on, "No... no... please... don't do whatever you're doing to do..." He begged, tears streaming down his cheeks like a waterfall.

Gabe chuckled evilly, "Don't worry... we're getting to the last past very soon..."

With that said, he thrust much harder, before he groaned and released his seed into poor Rudy. When that happened, the rich boy felt.. like his pride and spirit was broken. After about thirty seconds, he pulled away, before walking over to the side of the table (Rudy's left), and aimed the knife at his stomach. No matter how much he begged... it wouldn't change the man's mind.

Soon, Rudy felt his stomach being cut up badly as he screamed at the top of his lungs. The cutting seemed to last for an eternity... and when the man stopped... a bloody mess was left...

Bella walked over with a wet cloth and mirror, wiped away dripping blood. And from the mirror, Rudy saw words he never thought he'd see on his stomach. Dirty words that were carved into him...

"Just thought we'd give you some tattoos to mark what you truly are, you little slut..." Gabe snickered.

"Yes. You're our little whore..." Bella added.

"We can tell you were kinda enjoying our fun like the little hoe you are..."

"I wouldn't be surprised if you grow up to be a male prostitute."

"You're a pathetic bitch! I'm sure you're friends are ashamed of you."

"Silly little fuck boy..."

"And you're crying like a little pussy too? How stupid...?"

Those words hurt Rudy deeply. He felt broken... he felt violated... he felt... damaged.

Damaged was the best (and in a way worse) way to describe how he was feeling right now. All he could do was cry as he was still strapped to the table, while his friends watched with sorrow, and the nasty couple laughing cruelly...

"And that was when Donald pissed his pants. But yeah, those people are the worst. I really felt like I was worthless. But according to my friends, I'm not... I still got stuff to look forward to in life... so I hope all of this misery can be over soon. So... bye, Rudy..."

By the time Rudy had finished his entry, tears were falling onto the pages. He closed the book and sighed. Perhaps Albert was right, and he needed to get some of his thoughts out by writing about it. He remained sitting on the window sill for quite some time... until Albert came by to check on him, "Hey, hey, hey. You doing okay?" he asked.

"A little better than before, I guess..." Was the rich boy's response, "You were right... writing about it really did help. Keeping it to myself did nothing, so... thank you..."

Albert smiled, "No problem..."

"Well... here you go. Read what I had to say..."

He then gave the large boy the journal, and in return, Albert sat next to him and began to read his entry...

'Dear, Journal. It's me, Rudy. I've tried to stay as far away from you as possible, but I guess my pride brought me here. So, me and my friends have been through a lot of Hell when we were kidnapped by that bastard and bitch. I know I shouldn't curse, but I'm not in a good mood right now, so deal with it...

We had been in that basement for six days at this point. And to be honest, I was getting bored. I was hoping for something to do, just so I wouldn't be bored. Not a whole lot happened for the past five days. We got the skin off our backs whipped, we ate some strange food, and Russell got his ass beat for refusing to eat it. Again, sorry for the swearing, but I'm just in that mood.

That man and woman came back, and said we were going to play a game... only one of us would play, though. The lady chose me out of everybody and told me to take off my pants...

I'm sorry, WHAT?! Why would she ask me to do that? But, I didn't want to be hit, so I did as told. The man put me on a table and strapped me to it. I was getting really nervous... until I saw the man whip out his dick. Then I realized I was about to get raped. I begged him not to do it, and all I got in response was a mouth full of dick. I was throat fucked for a good ten minutes, and at the same time, his crazy wife was fucking me in the ass with a dildo!

It felt like an eternity. I honestly thought that I was going to choke to death. He filled my mouth with his filthy cum. And I won't sugarcoat it, it tasted like shit. Like, literal shit. Don't ask me how I know what shit tastes like. But anyways, just when I thought they were done with me... they decided to switch positions. Now, I had a dick in my ass and a dildo in my mouth.

I felt... like I was going to pass out. The pain I felt was nothing like I felt before. Not even getting whipped in the back a few days before was THIS BAD compared to what was happening to me right now. I could feel the blood leaking out. The man was going so hard and fast, I was sure he wasn't going to stop until he busted my ass open.

Fortunately, the raping didn't last long. Unfortunately, they still weren't finished with torturing me. Because that dude decided to take a pocket knife and stab me in the stomach and make words. The words in question... were the worst worse they could use to describe me. I felt shattered hearing them... I actually started to believe it was true...

I started to really feel like a slut, whore, and all those other words. All I could do was cry in shame...

And that was when Donald pissed his pants. But yeah, those people are the worst. And that wouldn't be the last time they violated me. But this entry is getting too long. Anyways, I really felt like I was worthless that day. But according to my friends, I'm not... I still got stuff to look forward to in life... so I hope all of this misery can be over soon. So... bye, Rudy...'

Albert finished that entry, hearing Rudy sniffling beside him. He immediately put a hand on his shoulder, and the boy leaned into him, sobbing softly, "It's gonna be okay, Rudy..." He soothed.

"I-I sure hope so..." Was the rich boys' response.

And so, the two friends just sat on the window sill, with Albert comforting Rudy until he fell asleep...

Aw. Albert's just the sweetest, isn't he? But poor Rudy. He sure went through a lot, being violated like that. And it wasn't even the last time that happened. We won't see the other time, but it will be mentioned. I gotta admit, I'm not used to writing this type of stuff regularly, so it's not too graphic. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter... well, enjoyed what was meant to be enjoyed. Next chapter will be another causal one, but this time, we'll see the cops investigating. I'll see you guys later, and don't forget to review, please. Thank you!