Yay, a new chapter before two weeks! (I avoided my huge pile of homework because I felt like writing!) So, yay, update time!

This one is gonna be intense... I hope.

I tried. I hope ya'll like it!

Updated:10/18/2013

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It had two weeks since the fire that had caused the small group of friends such pain, both physically and emotionally. Everything had finally calmed down though, and everyone was quite content.

But nothing stays peaceful for long.

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Logan had a doctor appointment today, so he couldn't pick Kendall up from school. Kendall had told him repeatedly that it was fine, but the brunette still worried. Kendall couldn't help but roll his eyes as he remembered how adamant his boyfriend had been about him getting home safely.

Nothing had ever happened to him during his walk home before.

Why would something happen this time?

Slipping in his headphones and turning up the volume to block the world around him, he began the trek home.

With the volume as loud as it was, he didn't hear the sets of footsteps that began behind him. Humming happily to the music, he continued on home, only to feel large, beefy arms wrap around his torso, one hand clamping over his mouth so he couldn't even scream. Eyes wide in fright, he felt his body go limp in shock as he was pulled into a window-less van. Once he was plopped down on a mound of blankets, his headphones were ripped from his ears. He closed his eyes, hoping to not see what was going to happen to him.

"Fuckin' look at my pansy-boy." He cracked open an eye and stared at one of the biggest guys he had ever seen. "Good job baby," he said, roughly patting Kendall's cheek. Kendall jerked back and moved so he was sitting up some.

"What do you want with me?" he whispered, not sure if his voice would go any louder than that. The guy snickered, and he heard a louder laugh from up front from the driver.

"Well, let's see, you stole my Logan from me and my friend here, so we figured you must be one hell of a lay. We're gonna test that theory ain't we Bro?"

"Damn right Dude," the other guy said, laughing still. "We're gonna have fun with you."

"He's not going to want you anymore after this," Dude said, slapping Kendall across the face. "Not when we're done with you."

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Logan looked at his phone as he waited in the waiting room for his appointment to start. He had practically begged Kendall to text him when he got home, and glancing at the time, his boyfriend should have been home by now.

But he hadn't received any messages.

He knew he probably didn't have to worry, but he couldn't help it. When it came to Kendall, he was a mess.

Calling the familiar number, it went straight to voicemail.

Why was his phone off?

Logan began to feel worry creep into his mind when his name was called. Looking up at the nurse, he pocketed his phone and went it to the doctor.

His mind was only on Kendall though.

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Kendall gasped as he felt his hands get bound in masking tape.

"What, duct tape too mainstream for you?" he asked, earning him another smack to the face.

"No Baby, we didn't want to hurt you now did we?" Dude asked, laughing loudly as he began to up button Kendall's shirt. Kendall struggled, but his legs were caught under the guy's own.

"Maybe he needs some reminding of who's in charge huh?" asked Bro, who was grinning sadistically. The van was stopped, parked somewhere; Kendall had no idea where.

"Why are you doing this?"

"We wanna see what the big deal is bout'chu."

"There's no big deal," he murmured, only for a thin line of masking tape to cover his lips.

"Aw, don't do that," Dude said, "I wanna hear him scream."

"Just till we're ready. Then we can hear what he sounds like. I bet he sounds like a little porn star, dontcha Baby?" Kendall just closed his eyes as his shirt was pushed open, exposing his chest.

He wasn't scared quite yet, in hopes that they would change their mind.

Only when he felt rough hands practically rip his pants and shoes off of him did a few tears leak out.

Logan would hate him after this.

That's what they wanted.

"Shh, don't cry Baby," the one doing all the work said. "It'll be fun, I promise. If you promise not to scream, I'll remove the tape." Kendall grumbled and the tape was gently removed. "See, not so bad huh?"

"Logan and I haven't done anything!" he cried out, thrashing about now as the guy gripped his legs hard enough to leave bruises.

"Oh really? I don't believe that. Logan likes sex too much."

"Well we haven't! I'm a VIRGIN!" The two guys exchanged looks of mild surprise before laughing.

"After tonight you won't be."

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Logan still couldn't get ahold of Kendall. He mused that he must have been busy with Carlos or something, so he went home, trying not to worry.

But still, a small drop of worry slipped its way into his thoughts.

He hoped Kendall was okay.

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"No, please, please don't," Kendall sobbed as one guy held onto his arms as the other prepared himself. "Please don't do this."

"Too late," the guy chuckled right before he forced himself into Kendall with one swift motion. Kendall cried out, tears pouring down his cheeks. The two guys laughed and began a brutal assault on Kendall. He could feel his skin tearing as one guy forced into him over and over again; the other guy, who was holding his arms, leaned down and gripped his body in spots before biting down.

They were marking him.

He wouldn't be forgetting this any time soon.

Tears streaming down his face, he just wished it would be over.

And then, it was.

They guy pushed hard into him, groaning as he spilled everything he had inside of him. Kendall felt the too-warm liquid pool inside of him, and he was disgusted. As the guy pulled out, he heard laughter.

"He's bleeding. Isn't that sweet? He told the truth." He just sobbed and closed his eyes as rough fingers fixed his clothes as much as possible. Then, his hands were freed and he was being pulled up. "Now wasn't that fun?" He didn't respond as he felt another slap to his face. "Wasn't it?"

"No," he gasped out, making the guys laugh.

"He won't want you now, so what's it matter?" Kendall was silent as they pushed him out of the van, throwing his bag after him and driving away. Sobbing into the cold pavement, he finally looked to see where he was.

He was near Carlos' house. Sobbing and standing up on shaking legs, he made his way to the comfort of his best friend.

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Oh no! Poor Kendall!

The next one is gonna be a doozy I think. Lots going on!

See ya'll then.

~Kogan~

-JustMe133