Someone get some water cuz I'm on fire! (Wow that was lame)

Anyway...the song below, I borrowed from the Koreans...so just like BTR, I also don't own the song. But thank you Korea!

Enjoy!

When our eyes first met
You smiled a familiar smile
As if you know me
Making me stop in my tracks
It was only a fleeting moment
But I remember how I felt at that moment
I am afraid that I won't see you again

I look back to catch a glimpse of you
You are getting farther and farther away
Day and night, high and low
I am here as always searching for you.

I just wanna know if you feel the same
Where you at, where you at, where you at
Tell me now
And let my love for you begin
Where you at, boy

Amirah threw her hands in the air as she walked out of the Palm Woods. She had been working on her new song but couldn't concentrate, therefore forcing her to give up half way through. Kendall was missing and all anyone knew was that the psycho that took him was serious about everything.

She headed to the park bench. The same park bench her and Kendall sat at when they were given Gavin's warning.

"You can't stop thinking about him too," a voice from behind made Amirah jump.

"Oh my God Carlos," Amirah rushed out. She scoot over on the bench, inviting him to take a seat.

"Mama Knight says it'll be good for us to go play outside," Carlos said. He sighed. "How can anyone play knowing Kendall's gone?" Carlos hadn't realized that his volume had increased so much. "Kendall's gone and I can't help him."

"But Kendall wouldn't want us giving up!" she said, hoping it would comfort him. "We'll get Kendall back...ALIVE!"

Amirah was afraid. Carlos, the most optimistic, carefree teenager you will ever meet, was doubting the chance of Kendall's return. Carlos couldn't remember a day he felt like this. So down and unmotivated to do anything. "That song you were singing was good," he commented out of the blue.

"Thanks...someday I'll finish it," Amirah replied. "It would be even better if I could sing without thinking about Kendall." Who was she kidding? Until Kendall was here, at the Palm Woods, prancing around like Gavin had never happened, no one could put Kendall out of their mind. Palm Woods residents agreed to keep a look out for literally ANYTHING that they think would help with Kendall's return.

"Katie refuses to come out of her room," Carlos began. "James hasn't been chasing girls these past two days. Logan barely talks to Camille. Mama Knight barely talks to...anybody." Carlos' phone rang, indicating he received a text. His face became three shades lighter.

Amirah was quick to notice. "Carlos. What's wrong?" she asked, completely alarmed.

"K-Kendall," he stuttered out. His eyes widened as he began to panic.

"Sing for me," Gavin demanded. He shifted a little in his chair. "If you wanna talk to your family, sing for me." He gave Kendall a creepy smile as he waited for Kendall to sing.

Kendall didn't want to sing. For the first time in a long time, he didn't want to sing. He swallowed the lump in his throat. "I-if I ruled the world-" Gavin interrupted him with a slap.

"I need more enthusiasm than that," Gavin said. "C'mon. Gimme more."

Kendall squeezed his eyes shut. Not because getting slapped hurt, but because he couldn't do what he was being asked.

Singing and dancing in front of large audiences never bothered Kendall. They were all strangers, of course. And Gustavo did warn the boys that no one is immune from being liked by a pedophile. Kendall always put that thought to the back of his mind. So what potential pedophiles might be lurking the audience? Kendall was doing something he loved. The dangers were worth the risk.

But right now, he couldn't do it. He took in a deep breath and started singing again. "If I ruled the world...I'd throw all my money in the air like confetti-"

Gavin slapped him again. "I hear your songs all the time. Sing me something else...Do you like Journey?"

Kendall slowly nodded.

Gavin smiled. "Sing a Journey song. Please?"

Kendall hesitated. He was a little scared that Gavin was asking in such a nice way. "J-just a small town girl...Livin' in a lonely world...T-Took the midnight train going anywhere...Just a city boy...born and raised in South Detroit...took the midnight train going anywhere..." he stopped.

"Why'd you stop, Kendall?" Gavin asked. He showed frustration due to the fact that one of his favorite songs wasn't being sung.

"I-I don't r-remember the re-rest," Kendall stuttered. He truly had forgotten the rest. Which was weird, seeing as how that song ALWAYS stayed with him. Now, he was just afraid of what Gavin would do.

To Kendall, Gavin seemed like he was nodding in understanding. Boy, was Kendall wrong.

Gavin angrily stood up. Kendall flinched at the action, thinking Gavin would throw his chair at him. Instead Gavin walked out of the room. Kendall curled up and hugged his knees to his chest, not being able to imagine what Gavin was possibly about to do.

The door reopened, revealing Gavin with a twisted smile on his face. Kendall saw him holding two things: a key in one hand, and a rope-like object in the other.

Kendall wanted to stay optimistic. Maybe Gavin wanted Kendall to dance for him. Yeah that's it. Gavin wanted Kendall to dance for him, and if he messes up...Gavin would use that rope...for something. Kendall could do that. He had learned a few freestyle moves that could impress anyone. There was no way he could mess this one up.

Gavin knelt down and unlocked Kendall's tight handcuffs. Kendall sighed in relief as he rubbed his red, raw wrists.

Too bad he didn't get a chance to show off his dance moves.

"Get on your stomach," Gavin ordered. Kendall's eyes widened. He wanted to ask why he should get on his back, but he knew asking Gavin dumb questions only made him angrier. Kendall quietly obeyed, and laid on his stomach. Then he felt it. The crack of the whip on his back.

He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to let out a loud scream. The hits kept coming, and Kendall was sure that Gavin didn't want to stop until he was dead.

After so many whips the only thing Kendall could do was cry and scream. He cried so hard that Gavin could hear him choking on his sobs. "You're weak," Gavin spat.

Kendall could feel the blood soaking his shirt. He curled into a ball when he noticed that Gavin had stopped.

"What do we learn today?" Gavin asked Kendall.

Kendall continued crying. He couldn't think or speak past the pain. Gavin frowned. "What did we learn?" he repeated, making sure to be a bit louder. He shook his head, seeing as how he wasn't going at get a response from the distraught teenager. Gavin gave Kendall one more whip. He knelt down to Kendall. "What Gavin wants...he gets. Got it?"

Kendall nodded. Once he showed Gavin that he had "gotten it", Kendall hid his face in his arms, ashamed at the tears he had shed today.

"One more thing," Gavin said as he pulled out a phone from his back pocket. Kendall looked up and noticed the phone Gavin held. It was Kendall's iPhone. "Smile. I want your friends and family to see this." Gavin took the picture and sent it to Kendall's three best friends.

Ouch. Sorry Kendall.

And sorry for this very short chapter, but I had to end it here. It would have been waaaaaayyyy longer.

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