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Officer Sloan pounded on the door of apartment 2J. Jennifer answered anxiously, desperate for whatever news he had. "Officer Sloan," Jennifer breathed out. "Please come in." She led him to the orange couch. "Can I get you anything to drink?" she asked nervously.

Sloan shook his head. "Jennifer...I think I have some good news."

Jennifer gasped. "You found him?"

The officer shook his head. "No."

Jennifer shoulders slumped. "Th-then what's going on?"

"We put out an APB on both Gavin Rollins and Martin Bledsoe."

"What are you trying to tell me?" Jennifer asked. She was getting impatient. Officer Sloan beating around the bush was getting annoying.

He could hear the anxiousness coming from Jennifer. "Martin Bledsoe was spotted at a motel 2 miles from here!" Officer Sloan finally blurted out.

"What?" Jennifer asked. Her eyebrows raised in surprise. "You found Martin?"

Officer Sloan nodded. "Kind of. Two officers are staking out the motel right now. Apparently, Martin has been paying in cash only. He was good at not leaving a trail."

Jennifer sighed in relief. It was currently day three on Gavin's agenda. If the police kept working this fast, they'd find Kendall before his last five days were up.

Officer Sloan must have read Jennifer's mind. "We'll find him before his eight days are up."

Jennifer nodded wordlessly. She looked at Officer Sloan with much gratitude. "Thank you," she whispered. She felt her eyes watering up.

"Just doing my job," Sloan replied as he began walking out the door. "Kendall will be home soon." He walked out the door, leaving Jennifer with the kaleidoscope of emotions running around in her head. The picture of her bleeding son was forever burned in her memory, but maybe Officer Sloan's visit will shower in some hope.

Kendall shifted uncomfortably on the floor. The lacerations on his back were really hurting him. Kendall wasn't so sure he could last this long. Gavin was letting all his anger out on Kendall, he could feel that.

He moaned as his back grazed against the wall.

Five more days. He just needed to endure five more days of this before Gavin...before Gavin...killed him. Kendall felt his eyes watering up. He was going to die.

Gavin stormed into the room. He turned on the light and stumbled in. Kendall knew one thing. Gavin was drunk.

"Hi, Kendall," Gavin greeted. Gavin's words were barely slurring. He stumbled and fell on the floor. His face was so close to Kendall's. "Miss me?" he asked. Kendall scrunched up his nose. Gavin's breath wreaked of alcohol.

He scoot away from Gavin. Kendall's back was pressed against the wall. It hurt him a lot, but he figured being away from Gavin as much as possible was worth it.

Gavin's hand pressed against Kendall's thigh as he moved closer to the frightened teen. "What are you willing to do today?"

Kendall glanced at Gavin's hand. "I-I...um...I-I don't kn-know," he stuttered. "I-I can sing for you again." Kendall hoped that would work. Gavin was getting frighteningly closer, and Kendall would do anything to avoid what he thought was on Gavin' mind.

Gavin shook his head. "You had your chance."

"I-I c-can dance for y-you," Kendall said. His voice was pleading for Gavin to accept that offer.

Gavin chuckled and shook his head again. "You're just not getting it." Gavin looked Kendall in the eyes and smiled at him.

Gavin became closer and closer to Kendall, who didn't think that was even possible. Kendall panicked and kicked Gavin in the gut. His eyes widened once Kendall realized the mistake he had made. He saw the look of fury in Gavin's eyes. "Mr. Rollins! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he chanted. "Please d-don't...I'm sorry!"

"You just made a huge mistake." Gavin made his way closer to Kendall. He cupped the blonde's face in his hands. "But I think there's a way to pay me back for hurting me like that," he whispered. Gavin's breath once again burned Kendall's nostrils.

Kendall could do nothing but cry in fear.

For almost an hour, Kendall's screams filled the room.

Logan was once again sleeping in Carlos' and James' room. He hadn't slept in his room ever since Kendall was kidnapped.

He didn't get very deep into sleep before he heard small cries. He slowly sat up, trying to find the source of the noise. His eyes widened as he realized who was crying. Carlos.

He quickly made his way to Carlos' bed. Carlos was having a really bad nightmare, that was obvious. His face was wet with tears and sweat.

Carlos couldn't tell that Logan had joined him on his mattress. He was stuck in his dream.

In Carlos' dream, he and his three best friends were all hanging out in apartment 2J. Logan and Kendall had invited Camille and Amirah over.

"Kinda like how Carlos thinks you're Jamaican," Kendall slipped out to Amirah after Camille had told a hilarious story about her day.

"You thought I was Jamaican?" Amirah asked Carlos, who gave her a look of apology.

"You had dreadlocks in your "Beast" video..." Carlos said in defense. "It just looked so convincing!"

Amirah raised an eyebrow. "You mean the "Beast" video that I spoke two lines of Arabic in?" she pointed out, hoping that would have sparked something in Carlos' mind.

"Have you heard a song from Sean Paul?" Carlos countered. "It took me FOREVER to figure out that he was speaking English...I thought you were just singing like him." He laughed nervously as he looked to Kendall for help. Kendall smiled and shook his head, too entertained to intervene.

Amirah rolled her eyes as she tried to let go of the subject.

"So Sudanese, huh?" James asked suddenly.

Amirah groaned. Logan chuckled as he watched the exchange going on between his friends. "Amirah, they've never really been good at Geography," he said, hoping to excuse their behavior.

The door opened suddenly, and everyone had expected to see Mrs. Knight of Katie walk in. Hey, they would have even expected Buddha Bob or Bitter to come in. But not this guy.

It was Gavin, and there was no way he was here for a friendly visit. Carlos' eyes widened as he stared into the cold, brown eyes of Gavin.

Amirah, being the closest to Kendall, could feel the anger radiating from his body.

"Hey, Kendall," Gavin said as he made slow steps towards the teenagers.

Kendall seemed ready seemed ready to pounce. His friends, of course, were ready to back him up. Gavin must have seen all this, because they weren't prepared for Gavin to pull a gun from the back of his jeans. He smiled. "Perfect. Six rounds. Six kids. The question is, who dies first?"

Kendall shoved Amirah behind him. Logan held Camille close to him. She was putting up a calm front, but Logan saw right past it.

James and Carlos didn't have anyone but each other to protect, of course. James brought Carlos closer to him. If Gavin was going to shoot, James wanted to go down first, as selfish as that may have seemed.

Gavin laughed at the bravery the boys were trying to show. "Look at the little teenagers trying to be brave," Gavin taunted.

Kendall's shoulders seemed to have gotten broader. "If you're gonna try to kill them," he said, pointing to his friends. "You're gonna have to get through me."

Gavin shook his head. " Oh, no Tough Guy. You're gonna go down last. You're gonna watch you're friends die." He smiled. "Maybe I'll shoot your friends according to height," he said as he pointed the gun to Camille, being the shortest in the room. Logan tensed up as Camille held him tighter. There was no way he'd watch Camille just die.

"Or maybe," Gavin started speaking again. "Maybe I'll shoot by alphabetical order." His gun moved to Amirah. "So many options!" Gavin playfully announced. He shrugged. "Random works," he said as he took a shot at James.

"James!" Carlos yelled as James' body fell to the floor. Blood poured out of James' chest. Kendall felt actual tears roll down his face as he watched Carlos' cry over James' dead body.

Another gunshot rang out, and Camille dropped to the floor. Logan had switched from mourning of James to mourning over Camille. His best friend and girlfriend had been shot right in front of him.

Kendall felt powerless. Who was next?

He didn't have to wait very long before Logan, who was on his knees, had been shot. He slumped over Camille as blood poured out from his head.

"What's wrong, Kendall?" Gavin taunted once again. He smiled as he took a shot at Amirah. "That leaves you, Carlitos," Gavin said. He pulled the trigger and...

Carlos woke up screaming, waking up James. Logan held Carlos close. He could feel Carlos' body violently shaking from the crying and sobbing.

"It's okay, Carlos," Logan tried to soothe. "It was just a nightmare."

Carlos was on a full blown panic. He worried James and Logan as his breathing became more difficult.

"Carlitos!" James called out to him, hoping the familiar nickname would help bring Carlos back to reality. At first it didn't seem to work, but after a few moments, Carlos calmed down just a little bit.

"That's it, Carlos," Logan said as he ran his fingers through Carlos' wet hair. "Just focus on your breathing. You're safe, okay?"

Carlos continued sobbing. "B-but K-Kendall isn't," he replied between sobs.

James and Logan held on to Carlos as if their life depended on it. Carlos' words repeated in their minds, as if those words were meant to mock them.

So...do I needa raise the rating? I don't know. I'm paranoid sometimes...okay a lot!

Now I'm off to go update Bloodline! (IDK why it's so addicting to write... *lightbulb* It's that Carlos angst *shakes head* gets me every time)

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