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He couldn't breathe. It felt like he was suffocating as the tongue forced its way through his lips, invading the insides of his mouth as they rubbed and touched and he was just too fucking weak to do anything to stop them.

"No! Stop!" he cried out as they begin to unzip at his pants, receiving a stinging slap in the face.

"Don't tell me this is your first time, Carliittoooo," Paul mocked him, pulling him up for another bruising kiss meeting tightly locked lips. He paused before leaning towards the boy's ear, nibbling and whispering, "I'm gonna give you a fair warning here, alright? Either you," stopping to trail cold kisses down his neck," let this happen without a fight," moving right back up to his ear," or one of your other pretty pretty friends can take your place."

He could just feel the man's smile as he tensed up at the mention of his friends being here, being touched, being so utterly out of control of what was happening.

"You don't want that right?" Paul looked down at him with those frightening, half-lidded, lust-filled eyes.

He shut his eyes, shaking his head. "No..."

"Good boy."

Carlos snapped his eyes open, quickly shooting up from the mattress only to realize that that was a horrible horrible mistake. The pain shooting up his spine and down his legs causing him to scream out and fall back down.

"Carlos!" Kendall was the first to react, barely touching him when he yelled out.

"Don't touch me!" Carlos pushed his hand away as if it burned, "Don't fucking touch me," his body shaking as he hid his face from his band mates, ashamed, "Just don't."

Damn it damn it damn it. What the hell was that?! This is Kendall, for cheese's sake. Just Kendall. His best friend... who knows. They definitely know. And if they didn't know before, they definitely knew now. Shit. He burrowed his head further into his arms.

"Don't be like that. You don't got nothing we ain't seen yet." He cringed.

"Carlos..." Kendall sat down of the floor next to Carlos, placing a hand near his, just enough for the shorter teen to know it was there. Carlos smiled sadly into his arms and reached out to hold his band mate's hand, squeezing it. "We're here for you."

"Yeah. I know."

They were going stir crazy. They've been stuck in that room since forever and despite their problems, boys will be boys and having nothing to do the entire time except worry and be scared was not working out for them. Kendall was sitting on a mattress with Carlos, who was sound asleep on his crossed legs, slowly running his fingers through the Latino's hair. Carlos always loved it when he did that, the gentle gliding motion helping to relax the boy instantly.

"I'm bored," James moaned quietly so as not to disturb the two opposite of him and Logan. He was leaning hard on Logan's shoulder, his chin placed on top of the shorter teen's head, "And my hair's probably too ruined to fix now."

"Geez can you be any more girly?" Logan sighed, playing along with his rants, as if they were safe and sound back at home. He looked up at him. "You look fine. Except your eyeliner's running a little."

"I don't wear eyeliner!" James looked appalled. "This is all natural baby!" striking his signature head bob and finger wave. Kendall smiled at the scene before him, glad that the other guys were still able to act like themselves through all this. His smile faltered slightly though when he felt the dark-haired teen stir in his arms.

"Gawd I want my helmet," Carlos whined, holding his head, giving Kendall his pouty face and puppy eyes. Kendall laughed and began slowly massaging the Latino's temples. Carlos closed his eyes and gave a content sigh. This would've been a great moment for him to finally come out and tell his light-haired friend how he felt for him. How his smile is so contagious that the corners of his own lips would twitch just at the thought of it.

If only they weren't stuck in this dump, being held captive by those monsters.

Speaking of monsters...

"Hello boys!" Paul and the other guy bursted through the door, causing a loud boom to echo through the room and the empty hallways. Logan and James who were play-wrestling on the mattress stopped instantaneously, pushing themselves off of one another, standing up bravely in front of their two friends as if they were bodyguards. Kendall was glaring angrily at the men who they had tried so hard to forget about for the moment.

"Kendall..." Carlos whispered fearfully, tugging on his friend's sleeved arm. He winced as he pushed himself up from his lying position and closer into Kendall's arms. His dark brown eyes wide as the memories of his assault flashed through his mind. The shorter man situated himself in front of the door, arms crossed, happy to just watch. Paul stalked forward, pacing in front of the two boys.

"Aww lookat that? Isn't that cute? The pack of dogs are trying to protect their injuurrreeedd." Paul leaned forward, only a few inches away from Logan's face. "Hey baby, how you doin'?" Logan eeped, falling onto the mattress behind him and scuttled backwards to where Kendall and Carlos were.

"W-why don't you just d-do that whole ransom thing and leave us alone?" James piped up, pointing his chin up and puffing out his chest in attempt to look more intimidating.

Paul rolled his head around lazily, cracking his neck in the process. Each popping sound causing James to back away from them until he bumped into the mattress and fell down alongside the rest of the boys. "Because. It just wouldn't be as fun."

"Just tell us what you want," Kendall snapped, pulling Carlos into a tighter hold. He was getting fed up with the man toying with them.

"Hey Carlos," Paul called with a sickeningly sweet voice. "I thought we were getting to know each other so well. Don't you remember what we were discussing earlier?" Carlos looked up at them, fear and disbelief sketched into every inch of his face. "Yeah that's right. So who's it gonna be?"

"What are you talking about?" Kendall glanced down at Carlos, "What's he talking about?"

"Come on now. We're getting pretty bored just waiting around for the money," Paul drawled, gazing at the boys. Carlos let out shaky breath as he tried to pull Kendall's arms off of him. This of course just made the teen draw his arms closer together.

"Let go of me Kendall," Carlos whispered softly, his hands barely pulling at his friend's arms.

"No."

"Let go!" Carlos yelled out, startling his band mates. Kendall swallowed hard, reluctantly releasing his hold on the Latino. They all watched in disbelief as he pushed himself up and walked off, legs shaking, face scrunched up in what was obviously pain, straight towards the two men waiting before them.

Paul smirked. "Good boy."

HAHA MY LONGEST CHAPTER YET. -so proud-

I think I'm getting better at this writing thing. :P

This is the last chapter that I fully wrote ahead of time. So chapter 6 will take a wee bit longer. -is winging it- xD

Yes. I said winging.