You guys can hate me and flame me as much as you want, I'm a moron, I forgot about this story but I am NOT GIVING UP ON IT!

Please like this chapter.

Bob was dead. Gone forever. The funeral was horrible, no one could find the murdered, even though Zack and Cody had a good idea who it was. What the police thought was that he was mugged and things went wrong. More like Cameron wanted to take things a step further.

There was worse to come.

"I don't understand!" Max cried as Zack put an arm around her "Why is he doing this? His some crazy physco, he needs to be locked up! This isn't going to stop until we're all dead!" She burst into tears and cried into Zack's shirt.

"Won't someone notice if we all die? A whole group of friends die? Surely the police will have to sit up and listen then!" Cody exclaimed "What are we going to do? I'm scared." He whimpered

"Me too bro, me too." It had been a week since Bob's death and the three of them where in the suite, Kurt was in the bathroom and Carrie was coming home tomorrow.

Zack stood up and looked at his girlfriend and his twin, they were the only one's left. He looked at Cody's purple eye and cut lip, he told parents and anyone who asked that he had been punching a punching bag and it had hit him hard in the face. Zack looked at Max's twisted ankle and blood-stained nose, she told parents and anyone who asked that she tripped over. He couldn't stand this anymore.

"I've had enough of this!" Zack yelled and he stormed out of the suite and out of the hotel, Cody and Max nervously followed him, jumping at every movement. Zack ignored his swollen cheek and his loose tooth, he searched for Cameron and found him smoking with Grant and a few others. Grant whispered something and Cameron looked over, a huge smile on his face.

"Hello friends!" Cameron teased "Ready for a beating?" He got the shock of his life as Zack tackled him and started punching him in the face. It happened so fast that no one expected it. Everyone froze except for the two fighting boys and then everyone reacted.

"Die!" Zack yelled, shouting abusive words and swearwords "I hope you die and then rot in hell!" He ignored the fact that people were pulling him off, Cameron fought back but Zack didnt' care, suddenly someone large picked Zack up and four other boys grabbed Cody and Max.

"Take him to the garage." Cameron spat viciously, one eye red and his lip and nose bleeding "You know what to do." He shoved April away as she dabbed at him "Go!" He turned away vuiciosuly

One hour later

"We're going to die!" moaned Cody as he struggled to untie the ropes around his wrist.

"No we're not." Zack snapped through gritted teeth "Someone will notice we're missing!"

"No they won't!" Max scowled "Haven't you noticed yet? No one cares about us!"

The three were locked in a room with ropes around their wrists and ankles, the room was musky and damp, it was empty except for the three chairs they were tied to. No window and the only door was locked.

"No... nobody cares about you!" A voice cackled

The three looked up to see Cameron standing there with a gun.

"Who to shoot first? Maybe Zack for fighting me... or maybe I want him to suffer the most!" He grabbed Cody's head "One... two... thr... mommy?" Cameron suddenly dropped down, he wasn't dead but unconsious, someone had hit over the head with something.

The three looked up to see who had saved their lives.

It was...

This chapter is really rushed and you all hate me don't you? But who saved them?