Trigger warnings: Sexual Assault, violence, non-consensual sex, Homophobic slurs.

Ch. 17 Seamstress for the Band Reprise

James

As soon as the sun had gone completely down, the apartment lights dimmed, though not enough to completely darken the room. Tony was sitting on the bed next to Kendall, as Kendall slept.

Mr. Knight seemed pretty calm and collected, as the phone buzzed one more time on the dresser. Kendall's had died hours ago. Tony stood up and went to answer the phone, Mr. Knight was at the computer. His hand was inches from the phone and I was praying he'd pick it up.

"Boy, what do you think you're doing?" Mr. Knight had whipped around

Tony's hand didn't shake as he grabbed it, " there has to be something you want? anything at all, why keep us here if you don't have any demands" Tony's voice was calm and collected.

Mr. Knight looked him in the eyes. "my viewers are expecting a little bit of a show tomorrow" he smirked as he said it. Tony picked up the phone on the last ring and put it to his ear.

"put that down now!" Mr. Knight ordered

Tony looked at him with a smirk of his own "Hello Agent Lacey, Yes this is Tony, Kendall's okay but there's going to be serious damage done to his leg if he doesn't get help soon, stopped the bleeding" and suddenly Tony was on the floor.

The phone slid from his grasp. The lights were dim, and we could barely make out what was going on, he had Tony by the hair. Tony squirmed for a moment and then went limp. Tony was being raped. Mr. Knight was spewing profanity. I closed my eyes unable to watch, opening them when the noise stopped. After a few minutes he dragged Tony to the Bathroom and threw him in slamming the door I watched as he tossed a disgusting used condom into the trash and cleaned himself up in the kitchen.

There it was, Kendall's secret, laid out for us all to see, his father had raped him. I wiped tears from my eyes, Ross had pulled me in close, I couldn't stop shaking and crying, they'd gotten me a blanket, and wrapped it around my shoulders.

Ross looked in my eyes.

"hang in there James, if you want we can let you sleep in one of our vans" I shook my head.

"why won't you do anything?, storm the place, gas bombs, guns, riot shields, you've all got vests on!" I shouted.

"that MONSTER just violated my partner, don't pretend like nothing's happening" I screamed, I began to walk towards the building.

"James, we can't let him get a third hostage, get back here!" Lacey was the one speaking now.

It was Jesse who grabbed me and put me in a headlock, dragging me back to the vans.

She hadn't hurt me.

"we need you here James, we need you to help us get them out" Jesse said softly, rubbing my back as she sat next to me.

"We want you here, because we know you care about both of them, and you're the closest we have to family right now. Tony's father didn't care what happened to his son when we informed him" Jesse said

I nodded. Looking back at the screen. Tony returned from the bathroom, his hair was a mess, his jaw was scratched, and one of his arms was bruised. Kendall slept.

"why is he sleeping like that?" I asked.

" injected him with a sedative he's been in and out of it, he wants Kendall to 'perform well' tomorrow, if that means anything" Ross replied to my question.

Mr. Knight pulled Tony up just then, shoved him against the wall and then threw him back down on the bed next to Kendall. Tony curled up close to Kendall whose arm moved to hold the other boy tight.

"why isn't he reacting?" I asked, "Tony's just been violated, but he's not showing any emotion"

"I think his survival instincts have kicked in by now, he's not going to let Knight get the satisfaction of his emotions, he's going to need you when this is over, he's going to want you to hold him tight for a long time, he'll need a good strong shoulder to break down on"

I watched, the webcam went off, but the lights in the apartment stayed on.

Tony

Mr. Knight had gone into the bathroom, switching the camera off. I knew what I had to do.

I sighed my whole body aching as I nudged Kendall awake, he smiled and grasped my hand.

"thanks for being here with me bud"Kendall said.

I smiled back, and walked over to the camera as slowly as possible, Knight wouldn't fall asleep in the bathroom, I knew better as I reconnected the stream, he was probably getting himself more hopped up on amphetamines. I was practically holding my breath as I walked to the kitchen area and began opening drawers, Kendall was sitting up on the bed.

I found the most easily concealed knives and pulled two out, I placed one under Kendall's pillow within his reach and then grabbed my own laying back down and placing it under the sheet.

I was close to Kendall, and the Bathroom door had opened. Then I noticed that I had forgotten to shut off the monitor to the computer. I squeezed my eyes shut, as he saw the monitor lighting up blue.

"What the hell is this, huh faggots?" he shouted

I covered Kendall as much as I could with my body, feeling metal on the back of my neck.

" . else." I spat, grabbing the knife beneath the sheet, turning, and lunging as fast as I could. I took a good slice out of Knight's arm, the knife was twisted from my grasp. A hand caught my throat, I was against the wall. I felt the barrel of the gun under my chin, a knee was being used to pin me to the wall, my shirt was destroyed in seconds with the knife wielding hand and I was tossed aside

"I've got a better idea" Knight whispered with a disgusting smirk.

He approached Kendall, I was still dazed in the corner. I watched as Kendall's wrappings were undone.

"Stop it! You sick coward!" I was yelling from my spot on the floor.

"Kendall's already hurt! I can take a lot more, you broke Kendall years ago. Break me, make me take it instead." I was testing him.

The knife made contact with Kendall's calf, cold metal flashed over pale white skin, and rose with the tip tinted with deep red blood. I studied the color in the light. Kendall's shirt was removed, and Knight ran the knife from the center of his collarbone, down to his belly button, teasing with just the back of the blade, inducing fear.

"Kendall, you can do this, stare directly in his eyes,show no emotion, don't be afraid, don't express the pain. it's what he wants !" I cried from the corner I was stuck in.

My hand felt around, Knight's cell phone was only a few inches from me. I tried to scoot without being seen.

"Who told you to move?" Knight's cold voice spoke. Kendall whimpered as the knife made a two inch slash on his stomach.

I stopped moving, and pulled the phone towards me with my fingertips. I called the same number the hostage negotiators had called and then hung up. hoping they would get my signal.

I kicked the phone under the chair, Knight made another cut on the outside of Kendall's hip.

"what if I flipped you over, and carved the word TRASH in your backside" he said loudly.

"how much would that hurt?" he continued, the knife sliced across Kendall's stomach again.

His shirt was shed, Mr. Knight's body glowed with scars. pink and raised.

"you know what they do to guys like me in prison?"

Kendall shook his head and Knight's hand slapped across the boy's jaw.

"We get the word,'Trash' carved into our backsides, we become the bitch boys of some fat skin-heads." he growls.

" then we get kicked around the prison yard, stabbed, and then beaten, and finally we go to protective custody, where they put us in a dark solitary cell. it's like a coffin with a toilet and a mattress. we don't get clothes, or sheets, they take our boxers so we can't hang ourselves with them. And YOU Kendall are going to pay for sending me away"

He put more pressure on the knee keeping Kendall's bad leg down.

Then it happened, Kendall twisted his head for a moment then looked back, locking eyes with the monster on top of him. He opened his mouth and spit, right in 's face.

"You deserved it" Tony said standing up to challenge Mr. Knight once more.

The fight raged on, Kendall and Tony each protecting the other, fighting together, there was no way they were giving up.