Dominoes

Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anyone from Big Time Rush. I just own Andrew and the plot.

"We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone." ~Orson Welles

Chapter Two

Horror

April 26th, 2010

Logan had his eyes closed. He couldn't watch anymore blood flow out of his body. Then he heard Andrew Ford's knife covered in his blood fall to the ground. Then a fist smashed into Logan's stomach and Logan shot his eyes open. Ford grabbed Logan's shirt in his fist and pulled Logan towards him to Logan's face was mere inches apart from Ford's.

"Why should I keep you alive, boy?" Ford said roughly.

"Because I'm not done living my life yet." Logan said, trying to make his voice as confident as possible, but inside he was filled with fear.

Ford fell silent, as if he was considering Logan's answer. Logan gave Ford the death stare the entire time, hoping somehow Ford would let him go.

"Not a good answer." Ford said, a sinister smile working its way onto his face.

Andrew threw Logan back down to the ground. Andrew raised the knife over Logan's heart and Logan closed his eyes not wanting the last thing he sees is the silver blade piercing his heart.

Logan said a silent pray in his head. He saw his friends smiling at him behind his closed eyelids. Then the knife pierced into Logan's thigh. Logan let out a blood curdling scream that could probably be heard for miles.

As Logan laid there with a knife in his leg, he wondered why Ford was letting him live. Maybe he was going to torture him more?

Logan felt the knife come sliding out of his leg. Then he heard Ford scream and throw it across the ally. Logan felt darkness coming over him, unsure if it was death or not, but he let it overcome him.

When Logan came to it, he was lying down on a couch. His head was pounding and his surroundings were unfamiliar. He sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the couch. Logan stood up to collapsed down to the ground.

Logan looked at his leg and saw it was wrapped in gauze. Had he been saved by a stranger? But that didn't matter; he had to get out of there. So Logan dragged himself across the floor into a kitchen. He kept going straight and found himself in a dining room. His head was pounding and the room was spinning. But he ignored his injuries along with the pain rocketing up and down his leg. Logan's whole body ached in general but he kept dragging himself along with floor.

Finally Logan saw the door. He reached up to grab the knob, but something shot out a grabbed his wrist. Logan looked up and into the eyes of Andrew Ford.

Logan screamed and struggled against Ford's grip. But the more Logan struggled, the tighter Ford's grip got and the louder his cackling got. So Logan stopped struggling. Ford bent down, scooped Logan up and placed him back onto the couch. Logan didn't even attempt to get up; he didn't want to risk getting hurt again. Ford sat down on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Your mine now Logan. Got it?" Ford said firmly.

Logan nodded his head, not questioning what Ford meant.

"You even attempt to escape again, I will kill you on the spot and not think twice about it. You do everything I tell you when to do it. No questioning me or refusing to do it."

Logan once again nodded his head.

"Why did you keep me alive?" Logan asked in a tiny voice.

Ford lowered his head and sighed.

"For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to do it. You were different from the rest. I don't know why I couldn't."

"Thank you then." Logan whispered. "Thank you."

December 31st, 2010

It was New Year's Eve and Logan was spending yet another day in the cage. A couple weeks after arriving at Ford's, he attempted to escape despite Ford's threat. Ford has the knife ready and everything, but decided to give another chance to Logan. So Logan couldn't escape, Ford bought a huge cage that Logan could sit upright in all the way. It was large enough for him to stretch out all the way. He often wondered how Ford got such a big cage. Maybe from a zoo.

Logan was currently curled up in it, watching snow fall outside. It was odd and rare treat for it to be snowing it California, yet it was. His cage was pushed up against the glass door that led out to the balcony. Logan stared at the snow, wishing he could be it, falling gracefully outside. Logan hadn't been outside in months. He missed the smell of fresh air.

Logan could hear the front door slam open. He didn't say hello to Ford. He just stared at the snow, wishing he could be with his friends playing it in. Kendall, James, and Carlos were probably enjoying it with the other kids of the Palm Woods.

Logan heard his cage door open and a plate being placed inside, followed by a glass of water. By Logan didn't approach it. Instead he stared at the snow, wishing he could just fly away forever.

March, 2011

"Get out."

Logan was laying on his back, eyes closed. He opened them to see Ford looming over the cage, eyes angry. He lifted his head to see his door open.

"I said get out."

Logan quickly crawled out. He stood up slowly, his body cracking in various places. He hadn't been out of the cage in months. Ford grabbed Logan by the green collar he was forced to wear and dragged him into the living room. He threw Logan to the ground. Logan hit the floor and looked up. He gasped at the various killing tools he saw.

"I can't decide boy, so you're going to do it." Ford growled from behind Logan.

Logan rolled over onto his back and sat up, brown eyes wide.

"You want me to…" He couldn't even finish the sentence. What Ford wanted him to do was worse than any of the beatings he took.

"Yes. You're going to pick what I'm going to use to kill tonight."

"No!" Logan exclaimed "No, no, no…you can't make me!"

"I can't? See all these tools? I can easily use one on you then on the sushi chef on Fifth Avenue."

Logan rubbed his bruised face. Not matter what Logan chose, a poor soul was going to die tonight.

"The wire." Logan mumbled.

Logan didn't even look up as Ford walked over to a small table. He picked up a wire and examined it.

"Perfect." Ford whispered to himself.

Ford walked back over to Logan and pulled him by his collar back to his cage. He threw Logan back in and locked it. Logan curled up into a ball and bit his lip. He waited until he heard Ford leave the apartment before he began crying. Once the door slammed, he screamed while tears made there way out of his eyes. He cried for his family. He cried for his friends. He cried till he fell asleep. Where he could dream he was home where he belonged.

May, 2012

"Get up!" Andrew screamed.

Logan quickly crawled out of his cage and stood up wobbling. The cage was taking a toll on his growth. Ford pulled Logan by his collar and into the room with his tools. He shoved Logan into a table. Logan fell to the floor with a thud.

"Pick one." Andrew growled.

Logan pointed to a rope. He didn't even care what he was pointing at. Ford often made Logan chose what he was going to use to kill that night. Logan just pointed to a random object. He just wanted to get back into his cage as quickly as possible.

Before Logan knew it, Ford was dragging Logan by his green collar. He shoved Logan in his cage and locked it. Logan listened Andrew leave the apartment before going to sleep, not even crying. Logan has cried himself of all his tears. The only thing Logan had now was his memories to live on by.

May, 2012

Logan sat upright in his cage. His stomach was growling and his mouth was dry. Ford hadn't been home in two days.

Then it struck Logan. Ford was gone. And he had no way out of the cage.

Panic set in. Logan thought back to all the times he listened to Ford open his cage. So Logan crawled over to the door and slipped his fingers through the bars. He picked up the lock and recalled the sounds the lock made every time Ford opened it.

Logan spun the lock over and over for an hour before deciding to give it once last time. So he spun the dial again.

And it opened.

The lock dropped to the floor and Logan opened the door. He stood up, legs shaking and knees buckling. He made his way through the kitchen. Logan took of the green collar around his neck and threw it across the room. After doing that, he was unsure of what to do.

He had to get to his friends.

Logan knew Ford was taunting his friends. Ford had made Logan listen to his plans one night in exchange for food. Logan knew Ford delivered his taunts in the form of letters, so he had to have the address of his friends' apartment wherever that was.

Logan made his way into Ford's bedroom. He looked under the bed and opened desk's draws. The room was a mess once Logan was done with it. Logan spun around, searching for any spot he had missed. When he spun, he knocked over an empty picture frame, shattering it all over the floor.

The glass shattering made Logan jumped. Then he saw a white slip of paper. And written on it in Ford's messy handwriting was the address of his friends' apartment.

Logan practically screamed in joy. Unsure if Ford was coming back or not, Logan ran out of the apartment and raced down the stairs, address in hand.

Logan was greeted by a small breeze. He sucked in the fresh air he hadn't smelled in two years. He looked up at the stars, taking in their beauty from below. He only saw stars through the bars of his cage and the glass door. Logan shook his hair, which was now long from being uncut for two years, and look at the address in his hand. He remembered most of the streets from driving around Hollywood during his Big Time Rush days.

Logan raced down the streets. His leg that Ford stabbed was throbbing, but he ignored it. Logan felt so free.

For the next twenty minutes, Logan ran till he found himself in front of a beat down building. Double checking the address, Logan confirmed it be his friends'. Logan's head was spinning, but he ignored it. He pushed open the door and quickly located the staircase. He ran up to the fifth floor. Then he walked down a hall till he found 5B. Now his head was throbbing and the hall was spinning. His leg was begging for rest.

Logan knocked on the door once. He waited a minute and nobody came. So he pounded on the door. Logan watched the golden knob twist open. The door opens but whoever opened it has his back to the door. Logan can't tell who it is because darkness was slowly taking over. Then the figure in the door spun around. Logan found himself staring into Kendall's blue eyes. Kendall dropped something and Logan listened as glass shattered all over the floor. Kendall stared at Logan in disbelief.

"Kendall..." Logan whispered before collapsing forward and passing out.

Present Day

Logan shook in tremors. Tears fell down his face at a rapid speed. He never had anyone to talk to about the horror he had been living for the past two years. He had nobody for the past two years. Now he had his friends again. It was like he was living one of his dreams that he had every night for the past two years.

Logan felt Kendall's arms wrap around him and pull him into a hug. He felt Carlos come in next, and then he felt James's hands grab his and squeeze them.

"You're not leaving Logan. We found Ford once, we can find him again. You're not leaving ever again Logan. You will never go back into that cage or get hurt again. You are safe." James said.

Logan looked up and sees James's eyes glittering. He looked happy and determined.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." Logan mumbled over and over again. Then his stomach growled rather loudly.

"Come into the kitchen Logan. You sound hungry." Carlos said standing up. He helped Logan up. Carlos led Logan to the kitchen while Kendall stayed behind to help James with his crutches.

Once James up and leaning on his crutches, Kendall walked slowly next to him, making sure he wouldn't fall.

"Do you think we will catch Ford again?" James said.

"I really don't know James. If we don't catch him maybe someone else will. Our job is to protect Logan." Kendall said, his thoughts drifting back to Ford's phone call.

"I don't think I can handle losing him again, Kendall."

"Neither can I, James, neither can I."

Just to make things clear, this story is set in 2012. Nothing has advanced in technology or anything like that. Ford took Logan in 2010 and Logan is back with the boys in 2012. And Kendall, James, and Carlos caught Ford in May of 2012. Hope it isn't confusing. And Logan's memories are only some of the things that happened. There's plenty more, he just hasn't told them yet.

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-TheRescuer2