Darcy's p.o.v
The squeal of tires stopped only inches away from Darcy's body, but she didn't open her eyes to find out how close it was, she didn't want to actually find herself sprawled on the floor, covered in more blood with her vision blurred. No pain pierced her body, but the bright light was uncomfortably too bright behind her closed eye lids
"Darcy!" a woman's voice screamed over the loud honk from the vehicle, because she was just standing there frozen on the spot, not even the voice making her eyes burst open. Something kept her rooted to the spot as a loud booming voice echoed the woman's cry of her name, a hand grasping at her upper arm, making her shirt stick like an extra skin. She could already feel the blood caked down the entire length of her right arm from the phone box moments ago, the blood leaking down from her fingers and dripping to the floor, but the person's hand was not tight like she had felt before while she was kidnapped, and at the sheer thought of that, Darcy cracked open her eyes slightly against the bright light. Any words that wanted to come out of her mouth were frozen on her tongue as she looked into the deep brown eyes of who was holding onto her arm, Kelly. Her eyes were terrified, the pupils dilated so she could see the terror in her eyes without having to look deep, but it must have been the state Darcy was in. She had not seen a mirror since she ran away, and things had happened since that time, getting beaten and her arm dragged through the glass of the phone box
"Oh my god Darcy!" Kelly cried loudly, taking Darcy's shoulders and directing her towards the vehicle that had almost ran her over. But she stopped half way towards the entrance, seeing the side of a tour bus with three words that said 'Big Time Rush' in white writing. She couldn't move from the spot, staring at the side of the bus with both happiness and fear coursing through her veins at the same time, Kelly still clutching and trying to make her move
"I-I" Darcy tried to speak past the lump in her throat, but she couldn't make any solid words, and Kelly was successfully pulling her towards the bus, dragging her up the stairs, tripping up most of them as Kelly kept pulling at her arm, pain registering in her mind
"You need to have first aid" Kelly muttered, searching around the tour bus after she sat Darcy down on one of the many sofas, crashing and banging around until she found the first-aid box. Darcy couldn't help but keep her eyes searching through the tour bus, looking out for the boys, but a white-hot pain shot through her from her cheek as she flinched back away from the pain
"Sorry" Kelly muttered, holding a cotton ball in her hand metres from Darcy's face, a sympathetic look over her face
Kelly's p.o.v
She couldn't help the flinches that her body subconsciously did when she had to look into Darcy's face. A large collection of bruises were covering certain parts of her face, especially across her left cheek, the right side of her jaw and down the side of her neck. They looked like they hurt, a mix of purple and blue colours but there were a load of cuts running across her face too, sharp and white in colour, so Kelly could only guess what had happened. She turned to Gustavo, who was standing slightly at Darcy's left side, and that's when she saw it. Her left shoulder looked out of place as she reached forwards to grab at her shoulder, but it was then that the driver slammed on the brakes of the tour bus, throwing everyone out of their seats and to the floor, Kelly loosing her balance
"What's happening!" Gustavo bellowed angrily, spraying spittle in Kelly's face, but she groaned as a body was trying to get up off her
"S-Sorry" Darcy stuttered, desperate to get up, flinching as she stood, but there was a ping of something hitting the side of the tour bus, almost like a bullet, and Kelly couldn't help but scream
"Someone's firing at the bus!" the driver screamed, dropping to the floor like a sack of potatoes, his hands covering his head. Kelly threw herself towards Darcy, but the door to the tour bus shot open and a boy about the same age as Darcy casually stepped inside the bus as if he owned it, but Kelly didn't miss the gasp of fear that came from underneath her after Darcy turned to look at the stranger
"Give me the girl" the boy spoke in a dark tone, a sadistic smirk on his face as his eyes scanned Kelly and Darcy, but Gustavo's big frame blocked Kelly's vision from the boy, she could tell that he was angry
"Excuse me! Get off my tour bus, and don't threaten anyone. Leave before I make you!" Gustavo boomed, squaring his shoulders as he confronted the boy in front of them, his shoulders almost brushing his ears. The boys response was to lift up the gun and a crack of a gun made Kelly flinch and scream out in horror as Gustavo's large frame dropped to the floor, a spurt of blood coming from his body as he fell
"Gustavo!" Kelly screeched loudly, finding it surprising that she didn't wake any of the boys at the back of the bus, and running to Gustavo's side and cradling his head in her lap, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. The boy lifted the gun to Kelly's line of vision, but a small, scared voice trying to sound big spoke, startling the boy
"I'll come with you! Don't hurt them!" Darcy shouted, ignoring Kelly as she tried to reason with her about not going with the creep that shot Gustavo, but she didn't listen
"It was not going to be that easy Darcy" the boy whispered in a creepy voice, making Kelly shiver just by the tone. Four other large men walked onto the tour bus like their boss did, as if they owned the tour bus
"Why not!" Darcy shouted back to the boy, just Kelly only watched the conversation taking place
"Because you ran away from the base" he spoke creepily again, staring straight into Darcy's eyes from over Kelly
"You know this boy?" Kelly couldn't help the question from bursting out from her lips, startling Darcy enough so that she looked over towards Kelly, her grey eyes full of confusion and a inhumane amount of fear
"Yeah I do know him" Darcy muttered under her breath, but loud enough for Kelly to hear her
"How?" Kelly asked again
"I don't want to talk about it" Darcy's tone was cold as she spat the words, never looking in her direction, only keeping her eyes glued to the boys. But before Kelly could ask any more questions, the boy lunged towards, slamming the butt of his gun into Darcy's temple before she could blink. Darcy slumped to the floor, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she fell, crashing her head on the table behind her
"Darcy!" Kelly screamed, not wanting to move from making sure that Gustavo didn't bleed out right on the carpet floor of the tour bus, the four men walking straight past Kelly to the back of the bus. She tried to stop them, but something slammed down into her temple, and blackness consumed her vision
Kendall's p.o.v
The sound of a door opening woke Kendall from his dream of nothingness, letting him sleep. The bed dipping down as if someone sat down on it, and Kendall cracked his eyes open to see who it was, expecting it to be either Carlos or Logan. But a gloved hand slapped across his lips, stopping him from talking or warning the others, because in the darkness of the room, Kendall could make out three other figures entering the room
"Hmmm" Kendall tried to scream through the glove trapping his lips, but he couldn't make out the words he was trying to say himself, so there was not a chance of the others understanding. The person above him straddled Kendall on the bed, making sure that he never took his hand from around Kendall's face, a sneer of a smile on his lips
"Shh, just do as I say, and no one will get hurt" he whispered in a seductive tone, his eyes looking the same as his voice had just sounded. It creeped Kendall out, and he tried to struggle under the body pinning him to the bed, screaming past the gloved hand, but it didn't shift the person
"Michael, stop that. We have one mission, and its done" a boy spoke, Kendall's eyes flickering towards the boy. He looked the same age as him and the boys, his hazel eyes a completely different shade to James. At the thought of his name, Kendall looked over as much as he could to look at James, who didn't stir once at the boy
"But-" Michael tried to talk back, but the boy with the hazel eyes narrowed his eyes towards Michael
"No Michael, just take them. A little surprise" he smirked sadistically towards Kendall, who felt his body stiffen at the sheer look the boy cast his way, before something connected at his temple
Darcy's p.o.v
She woke to a stinging sensation tickling down her right arm, trying to flinch away from the pain but only getting so far away. Her eyes burst open because she tried to get away, only meeting Caitlyn's green eyes looking dark underneath the line of dark eyelashes
"How nice to see you again Darcy" Caitlyn snarled unhappily in Darcy's face, sending spit splashing on her cheek but she refused to flinch away from her as she tended to the large amount of cuts that lined down her arm. Most of the blood had been washed away from her arm, a bucket of water that was not blue sat close by, a cloth covered in a red substance Darcy could only guess was blood coated the cloth. She refused to look at her arm, but another white-hot pain seared down her arm again, and this time she had to look at her arm. The skin on her right arm was torn and disgusting to look at, a load of white paper-thin lines running horribly down her arm, most of them cut off at her elbow, but four marks ran parrellel down her arm in four long white lines. She couldn't look for long as bile rose in her throat, but she swallowed it back hard, ignoring the pain that came from someone trying to clean up her arm. It was not Jacob, and Darcy sent a small smile on her face as she watched another boy the same age as her cleaning up her injuries. A loud crack sounded in her left ear, and as soon as she heard the crack, a white-hot blazing pain flared up at her shoulder, forcing her to cry out in pain, arching away from the person
"Ow!" she screamed, pulling her left arm away and not watching as it simply fell to her side limp, she could move it better now that he had popped it back in place
"He must have put my shoulder back in" Darcy thought to herself as she snatched her right arm back from the person's grasp, rubbing her left shoulder with her right hand, ignoring the look of her right arm. The ropes binding her to the chair was around her chest, letting her move enough so that she could protect herself if anyone tried anything, her hands ready
"How did you find me?" Darcy had to ask, curiosity too much for her, but she watched as Caitlyn's lips turned up in a smile
"Jacob may have been hurt, but love does stupid things to you" Caitlyn replied, rolling her eyes as the door slammed open, Jacob's figure walking casually into the room. His nose, which she had slammed into the phone box, had a long length of white tape attached to his nose and across his cheeks, making him look stupid. He was sporting two black eyes, and they were made from a girl beating his ass. Darcy felt a small smile cracking across her lips, but she forced it back enough not to show it, but Jacob must have seen it, because his hazel eyes turned nasty
"You bitch! You shouldn't laugh!" he screeched like a little girl, his voice raising loud in the room, bouncing off the walls
"Why?" Darcy spoke, but regretted it when Jacob's lips turned up in a sadistic smile that she knew he was keeping something from him
"What happened to Gustavo and Kelly?" Darcy whispered, ignoring the pain that shot up her left leg as someone was probably cleaning to look up at Jacob as the smile never disappeared
"I shot them both" he replied simply with a shrug of his shoulders, rolling his eyes. But he signaled someone with his hands, just a simple wave from his hand as three men crashed into the room suddenly, all wearing a creepy smile as they stared at Darcy
"Y-You killed them?" Darcy couldn't stop the stutter that fell from her lips as she looked at Jacob, but he only watched her with those hazel eyes that creeped her out, because they were filled to the brim with lust for her. He never answered the question, only whispering something into the closest boys ear so low that Darcy couldn't hear, but she could only guess what he was talking about, and it scared her more than she wanted to realise
"Put the top back on her, and take her back to her room. Now!" Jacob demanded in a bossy tone, almost sounding like a stroppy teenager from the way he stamped his foot on the ground, the men lunging for her before anyone could stop them. Caitlyn's shriek of annoyance was clear as the men hoisted her up on her feet, pinching the skin of her arms and sending pain soaring down her arm from the tight grip, but the shriek from Caitlyn managed to block a small amount of pain that she was in, because she could feel a small smile splitting her face. They dragged her down a long corridor, every once in a while she felt a small amount of pain coursing down her leg, but it was not much at the moment
"You should rest for a while. You might need it" one of the men sneered in her ear before opening the creaking door quickly, throwing her in before she could fight back, forcing her to crash to the floor in a heap because her leg soon gave up on her trying to gain her balance enough so that she could safely drop to the floor. She turned around to yell at the men who threw her in, but a tall, lanky figure was standing at the door, shouting their own swear words to the door before banging on the door in frustration
"Stupid idiotic people. Why are we here!" the person yelled and Darcy should have been able to notice the voice, but all she drew was blanks, that was until the person turned around and stepped into the low light of the room, hazel meeting grey
"J-James?" Darcy couldn't believe that James Diamond was standing there, in plain sort of daylight, staring into her eyes
"Oh god" James muttered, falling to his knees still keeping his eyes glued to Darcy's, his eyes scanning her face "shit, what happened?" James asked, scooting over to Darcy and collecting her into a comforting hug, something that she wanted to lean into and find some sort of comfort, but her body wouldn't allow it. Her body remained tense, even when James kept rubbing her back to sooth her, it didn't work
"Isn't that a stupid question?" Darcy muttered in James' chest, trying to sooth herself with a familiar scent, but her heartbeat was pounding in her chest loud. James' chest rumbled as he laughed at her reply
"Sorry" James muttered into her hair, breathing in heavily for her scent "when was the last time you had a shower?" James' voice sounded disgusted, Darcy pushing away from his chest and whacking him hard in the chest, watching as he flinched and rubbed at his chest where she hit him
"I didn't have any time to shower, genius" Darcy scolded harshly to James, who was watching her every move with precision
"Once again, I'm sorry" James whispered, reaching out to press down on one of the many cuts and bruises on her face, making her flinch away from James even though he pressed lightly on the bruise on her cheek
"Ow!" Darcy whined, slapping James' hand away
"Ooooow, what happened?" a new voice, Logan's, spoke from the back of the room, his words slurred slightly from sleep
"Oh god" Darcy was almost in tears as James moved towards Logan, whispering words in his ears as he seemed to fully bolt awake, staring straight at Darcy with his large brown eyes scanning his face
"Oh my god we're in deep shit" Logan whined, slamming his head back down on the floor as James flinched at the loud bang
"Dude, Darcy really doesn't need us saying things like that" James whispered loudly in Logan's ear as he turned slightly towards Darcy, watching her every move
"But we are!" Logan replied in a shrill voice, but Darcy was too busy not to panic as the realisation hit her hard and fast. Two out of the four boys of Big Time Rush were currently in the same room as her, trapped and stranded god knows where, would they find out about the kidnapper who just so happened to be her mother? Someone that she hated? And the same went for her mother? So many questions ran through her mind as she stared, not fully getting most of the conversation between Logan and James, but she scanned her eyes around the room, finally noticing two other bodies lying on the floor. Carlos looking deep in sleep as drool ran down his face and neck to the floor, but Kendall looked pale, a small amount of blood clear and a contrast against his face. Darcy couldn't keep her eyes away from Kendall's figure, because she noticed that his hair was not as long as before she went to her concert
"I can hear you, you know" Darcy spoke in an irritated voice, ignoring Kendall as he lay on the other side of the room from her, trying to stand up on her feet and forgetting her bad leg that was really starting to hurt her. She didn't manage to stand for long, her strength leaving her as soon as she stood, her left leg giving up on her immediately, sending her to the floor in a heap if James had not lunged for her, catching her in mid-fall, holding up the upper part of her body
"Darcy? Darcy. . .okay. . .to. . ." James' voice was like static to Darcy as her vision was slowly turning black as she tried to force herself to stay awake, but her body soon gave up, sending her into the sleep her body needed
