Benny let out a whine as he rubbed his sore blistering toes. His white tights getting beyond filthy from lack of wash, the other's wherein the same state all rubbing their toes as some even started to bleed.

"I need a band-aid," Charles whined softly as he gently went to touch his toes only to quickly pull away with a painful hiss.

"We all need band aids, ya bloke," Jesse growled out.

"Concrete hurts..." Devin spoke up as he leaned against his propped up knee.

"...Do ye think I could leave to get a few bandages?" Benny asked everyone looked at him.

"I don't know, I mean his cat... Plus he locked the door so..." Charles whispered.

"Oh, it's just an animal! One good kick and it'll go away, also, he didn't today see." Benny justified as he stood cringing painfully as his toes protested. Going to the door he opened the unlocked door and continued to open and close it to prove his point.

"You sure? I mean...He'll probably get mad if you get caught." Devin brought up.

"Better to beg for forgiveness than ask permission. Right?" Benny shrugged, and smiled again, "Besides, he's down at the pub. I'll be quick." Slowly he grasped the handle and turned. The door slowly opened and he slipped out, silently shutting the door behind him as he did so.

Tip toeing, he continued to painfully hiss with each step.

Going to the restroom first, Benny opened the first drawer attached to the sink, there was nothing but a few tiny lotion bottles, some cigarette butts, and tweezers. Frowning, he shut the drawer and opened the second one below it. It had nothing, notta, zip inside of it. Shutting that one, he reached up and opened the mirror.

"Shaving cologne...and...a rusty razor...C'mon." Groaning, Benny shut the mirror and huffed. He then paused as banging started from upstairs. Looking up, Benny slowly rubbed his hands together. Shaking his head, he opened the small closet in the restroom, nothing but towels. Looking around the restroom, Benny could only sigh. Looking up to where the banging was, an idea struck him, maybe his teacher had a second bathroom in his room. Benny knew he'd probably have to battle a crazy cat, but it was just a small animal.

Going to the stairs, Benny quick made his way up, hurting his small toes even more as he practically bounced up the stairs. Grasping the door hand to the teacher's room, he put his ear to the door as he listened, that cat was still going at it, it was kind of odd, it wasn't that the cat was apparently causing a havoc, it was that it all sounded stationary, like the poor animal was just jumping up and down in place.

Opening the door, Benny felt his breath leave his body as he found himself looking at Jacksepticeye tied to a chair, with a cloth tied around his mouth, the man was constantly banging the back of the chair against the wall. Jack stopped and focused on Benny. He was clearly begging for help, even though it was muffled by the gag. Benny started to shake in fear.

"Oh...Oh my god..." Benny breathed out. Jack started to sob through the gag. The only thing to snap Benny out of his shock was the sound of the front door opening. Knowing there was no way he could possibly get passed his teacher without being caught, Benny ran into the room and silently shut the door, once the door was shut, Benny dove for the closet, he managed to shut the door just as his teacher opened the bedroom door. Stifling his breathing, Benny put his hands to his mouth as he teared up and watched through the closet's slits.

Jack started to scream through the gag, it wasn't scared screaming, more like he was trying to curse out the man as loud as the gag would allow him to.

"Shut the fook up!" He screamed to Jack there was a loud slap and Benny took in a deep breath. Jack stopped his screaming and seemed to just be breathing heavily at this point.

"Now, I have a man coming over tonight to look at the boys. Ye aren't going to be making all this ruckus. If ye do anything to interrupt this meeting tonight, I'll take both of ye're fooking index fingers off with a butter knife...Don't think I won't..."

Benny slowly sat down in the closet, eyes wide, feeling something under his leg, looking down, he smothered a gasp leaving his mouth.

He was sitting on piles of rope, tape, zip ties, and chains. Huddling into the corner, Benny waited in fear as his teacher continued to threaten Jack, and finally he finished with a very bitter.

"-And don't you forget it...I'll be back."

Once the bedroom door shut, Benny slowly and carefully opened the closet door. Gingerly he tiptoed to Jack, the closer he got to Jack the more Benny realized just how horrible the youtuber looked.

Jack had a noticeable black eye swollen shut, his bottom lip was busted and seemed to be still bleeding, there were bruises all over his face along with his wrist being red and bleeding from the rope holding him down.

Delicately, Benny pulled the gag away from Jack's face. Jack breathed in and out heavily.

"I take it ye're one of his students." Jack breathed out his voice hoarse. Benny nodded scared, tears prickling in his eyes.

"...Maybe I can get these ropes-"

"BEN!"

Gasping, Benny stood as the sound of his teacher running up the stairs towards the door. Thinking quickly he ran and locked the door just as his teacher got to it, the doorknob jiggled and then the whole door vibrated,

"Open the fookin' door! Now!"

"Go...Out the window...NOW!" Jack screamed.

Benny ran towards the window and opened it.

"When I get me fookin' hands on ye! Ye're gonna wish you were dead!" His teacher screamed as he continued to try and break down the door.

With his legs shaking, Benny looked down at the rather high drop. However, the sound of the wood splintering, changed his mind. Jumping from the window Benny fell on his arm and rolled a bit. Laying there in pain, Benny breathed out heavily and looked over towards the window, his teacher was looking down at him, before he suddenly ran out of site. Painfully, Benny got to his feet and ran down the street. Holding his aching arm Benny continued to run, turning back to look at the home Benny continued to run as feet could allow. Getting to an intersection, he turned down a random way and continued to make random turns left or right, he didn't care, he just wanted to know he was safe.

Stopping to catch his breath, he could see his saving grace, a public road just in front of him. Many cars were going to and fro. The only problem was a ditch blocking his freedom. Hearing the sound of a car behind him he sucking in one last breath before charging forward. He could hear the car just behind him gaining speed.

Getting to the edge of the ditch, he jumped and only barely made it to the other side, the damp grass made his leotard even more filthy. Hearing the squeal of breaks, he paused just briefly to see his teacher inside the car, glaring full daggers at him just on the other side of the ditch. Swallowing hard, Benny turned and ran into open traffic.

A car only briefly came to hitting him, thankfully whoever was driving stopped just in the nick of time. Putting his hands on the hood of the car, Benny let out a sob.

"Help...Please...Help..." He cried softly. Turning back to the ditch, his teacher how now gone.

"C'mon...The police are on their way..." The driver of the car, a female woman, slowly urged Benny off the road and parked her car to the side of the road. Together the two of them sat in the grass as they waited for the police. He told the woman his story...However when he got to the part about finding Jack he paused when he realized something.

"Oh god...What have I done?" He breathed out as he looked at the cloudy Irish sky. Feeling tears run down his face, the cruel reality hit him like a baseball bat. "He's going to hurt them...All because of me..."