Disclaimer: Hey guys, hope you are enjoying my story so far, and I feel so horrible for getting Kendall hurt!
To the guest that posted on my fanfic, I'm honestly not sure when they will be rescued, because I want them to get hurt a little more. If people are not bored?
James' p.o.v
As soon as Kendall was dragged into the room, he knew something was wrong, no one had to explain it to him
It was the look of pure terror etched on Kendall's face that he was desperate to mask behind a look of anger shot at one of the guards, who looked way to smug for his own good just staring at Kendall. Darcy had stopped throwing up in the corner of the room, only dry heaving because there was nothing else to expel from her stomach, but she remained hunched, her hands holding her hair back incase she was sick again
"It's okay" Logan kept repeating to Darcy in a low register, rubbing circles into her back for comfort, but she ignored his touch, even his presence as she twisted to look at Kendall. Her usually happy grey eyes looked hurt, and James almost walked towards her to bring her into his arms, but he held himself back because people were watching, and if they knew. . .god, James didn't want to think about that
"Leave, don't you think you've done enough?" Darcy's voice was hoarse and weak from her throwing up moments ago, Logan trying to shut her up by flinging his arms around and making a sharp hushing noises, but she still completely ignored Logan's warning
"You need to learn to shut that pretty mouth of yours bitch!" one of the guards threatened Darcy, and James found himself not going to protect Darcy, but Kendall. He moved closer to Kendall, trying to shield him from their perverted gaze and watching the scene
"Darcy, please, shut up" Logan hissed, his arm shooting out to grab at Darcy's lower right arm and pulling her away from the guard, but she refused to budge, only flinching and trying to snatch her arm back from Logan's grip, her mouth opening and closing as if she was going to retaliate with the guard, Logan reacted before she could speak, slapping his hands around her mouth to stop any words. She was trying to scream past his hand, but the guard stomped out of the room, seeming to ignore Darcy's stupid attempt to upset the guard. Logan looked furious as he turned his head to look at James, the brown eyes seemed to have a raging fire inside them just waiting to come out, but he was biting his lip, and James knew that he was trying to bite back any comments that wanted to arise
"Are you stupid or what?" Kendall hoarse voice made James jump out of his skin, a squeal of fright almost wheezed out of his lips if he didn't bite his lower lip to stop it. James never realised that Kendall's words were not for him, but at Darcy
"What?" Darcy hissed back as James tried to shoot her a look that said 'don't piss him off now', but it was completely ignored by Darcy, who didn't even look his way to catch the look, her only intention was to keep eye contact with Kendall and not back down, because her whole body was rigid with tension
"Are you trying to get more hurt?" Kendall asked, making the 'more' sound like his voice was breaking from just saying the word, no one noticed except James, who looked over towards Kendall to get a better look at his best friend. Kendall's hair was plastered across his forehead even though it was short, much like he looked when on tour, and it was greasy, James wondered how his own hair looked like, but immediately after thinking of such a thing, James shoot his head, catching Logan's attention. The brown eyes that stared at him looked terrified of the fight between Kendall and Darcy, however, James knew that he would not step in to stop the fight
"No, I was trying to get the guard out of the room. Do you think he would just walk out of the room without any encouragement?" Darcy shot right back at Kendall, her grey eyes showing emotions so fast that it was hard to catch a single one in the grey orbs
"You're just assuming that!" Kendall roared in anger, sounding fierce like a lion and Darcy flinched at the harsh tone. Kendall had won the argument, because Darcy didn't come back more fierce than Kendall, and panic suddenly gripped James' heart as he watched Darcy's shoulders slump in defeat, her eyes going from completely blank to looking very hurt. Before James could make a move towards her, the door slammed open and a shrill screaming was echoing in the small room. A small woman with dark brown hair stood at the entrance to the door, her mouth moving with the shrill screaming, but the words refused to hit James' ears, because there was a loud humming noise at the base of his ears, blocking any sound
Logan's p.o.v
He watched the woman at the door continue to scream and shout about 'who phoned the police?' but no one moved to tell her anything, Logan especially was frozen on the spot because of the woman. She was only small, almost Darcy's height, with long hair that fell parallel down her face in two rivers of dark brown, really capturing the light green of her eyes as they shone with an evil glint. The whole atmosphere around the woman screamed evil at Logan, it was like there was a stench of madness around her that almost drowned the room in the stench, much like a bad smell, only worse, that was only because the woman was standing there looking ferocious, and Logan was trying not to shrink back in the shadows, that would show a weakness to the woman, and Logan didn't want to show her anything
"I asked who phoned the police?" the woman snarled in a venomous tone, practically drenching the words with the venom as they were spoken, but still no one moved
"No one did. You took our phones when we were captured" Darcy's tone was trying to be light as possible, but Logan knew that there was an underlining of fear that she wasn't letting into her voice. The woman started to laugh, a laugh that would haunt Logan's dreams. It was a cackling laugh that did not suit the woman at all, sending goosebumps shooting up Logan's arms, he couldn't help flinching and backing away right to Darcy's side, she didn't seem to mind. Her arm never went around his shoulders like Logan hoped they would, she only shifted enough so that their entire arm was touching each other, only for support against the woman. Past Logan's terror, he noticed that Darcy seemed to be shaking herself but not from the words that Kendall had spoken moments ago, this was different, her arm was rubbing against Logan's as her body quaked hard and violently, that's how he realised how badly she was shaking, and it was frightening to see such a strong person start to shake at the mere presence of the woman standing before them
"Someone did" the woman sneered, approaching both Darcy and Logan slowly to intimidate, but only Logan started to shake this time, Darcy seemed to stop for a moment. A body immediately stood in front of him, blocking his view of the woman, and it was then that Logan realised that she had not stopped shaking, she had moved from her place beside him to block and protect him from the woman, because she knew that he was shaking hard in fear. Logan almost hit himself for the stupidity
"Stop it, it was me you were after all this time. Let the guys go" Darcy's voice was quiet with something Logan didn't want to hear, fright, and it scared Logan to hear the tone, because Darcy was usually confident, but now? She was standing before a woman with a powerful, booming voice and she looked incredibly submissive towards the woman
"It was fun to hurt those boys" the woman whispered right in Darcy's face, but Logan moved without his mind fully understanding what he was doing. His hands reached out towards Darcy, pulling her back harshly almost enough for her to lose balance until she crashed into the wall, but she caught herself, and he stood in the way of the woman hurting Darcy like he thought she would. Her face turned nasty, the upper lip, which was smeared in a bright red lip stick that really didn't suit her, rose with a snarl
"You won't hurt anyone anymore, because it was me that called the cops" Logan spoke, forcing his voice not to stutter once, lying straight through his teeth at the woman standing right in front of him
"No!" four voices screamed as one as the woman rose her hand and slammed it down hard against Logan's cheek, the force of the blow making him stumble, but she didn't stop with one hit, her shoes started to pound down against his body, and he couldn't stop the cries of pain that forced themselves out of his mouth
"Stop!" a male voice snarled, pulling the woman back before she could hit Logan again. Someone crashed next to his side, touching the wounds and soothing him with words, a female voice that he recognised even through the horrible whining noise his ears were making
"God Logan" Darcy whispered as her fingers lightly brushed against a cut on his cheek, Logan couldn't help but flinch and hiss, trying to move away from her touch because it hurt
"Is he okay?" James' voice shouted across the room to Darcy, but she didn't move to answer him, fully focused on trying to see Logan's injuries
"I'm fine James" Logan answered, nodding towards James, who looked scared but was masking it pretty well. Kendall was watching the whole scene unfolding, but his bottle green eyes were looking scared beyond any other emotion that Logan could describe. No one except Darcy had spoken to Kendall after his ordeal, and Logan felt guilt because it had been Darcy who had spoken to Kendall, and they ended up having an argument, something that should have been stopped
"You're okay" Darcy spoke after a while, but suddenly she cried out in pain, a large figure behind her was pulling her up by her hair, but Darcy couldn't get up fast enough, her knee was locked up from what Logan could see through blurred vision
"Stop! Let her get up!" the command from Logan was ignored, the figure tugging harder on Darcy's hair, almost lifting her up by sheer force from her hair, her bottom lifting from the floor, and Darcy quickly shifted her weight so most of her body weight was resting on her other leg as she stood up with the wish of the idiot holding her hair, Logan tried to move to help her
"I wouldn't boy" a female voice sneered right by Logan's ear "I really should be going, can't let the idiotic police catch me" she sneered again, nodding to one of the guards, the same one that had a tight grip on Darcy's hair. He quickly wrapped a huge arm around Darcy's throat, pinning her to his chest so tightly that it was almost cutting off her air supply, Logan could tell because she started to thrash in his grip, clawing at his arm, his other huge arm was wrapped around her mid section to hold Darcy up from the floor so her legs only dangled pathetically until she started to kick out
"Let her go!" Kendall's voice was strong as he rose from his place on the floor, but a small squeak from Darcy made Logan start to speak before his brain could process what was being said
"No stop, don't make them angry! He's got a tight grip on Darcy's neck" Logan shouted, holding out his hands, palm forwards, to warn off the others, because he could notice how much Darcy was struggling in his grip, small helpless, barely audible cries were coming out from her mouth, she kept clawing at his arm, her nails leaving red, angry marks on his flesh that bled slightly, but he didn't look bothered
"Let's go. You know what to do" the woman spoke as the guard twirled around, making Darcy's legs fling out and catch Logan in the same cheek the woman slapped, and he fell to the floor once again. An aggrivated sigh breathed out of his mouth, his eyes closed, letting Logan listen to the loud footsteps of the guard holding Darcy to boom in his ears loudly. Logan hoped that no none tried to warm off the guard, but there was a screech of a rebel cry that made Logan flinch and his eyes to burst open. The rebel cry was familiar to Logan as his eyes shot to Carlos, who had given off the familiar cry of anguish, running head-first into the side of the guards body. His body crumpled to the floor as soon as Carlos' small body collided with him, Carlos falling to the floor moments later, but not staying down for long. As soon as Carlos got to his feet, he lunged for the guards arms, which still contained Darcy trying to scrabble away from his grip, but he still wouldn't let go of Darcy no matter how much Carlos tugged at his arms
"Carlos, stop!" James' early warning was ignored, because soon the guard had lunged up on his hands and knees and punched Carlos square in the jaw, knocking him easily to the floor
"No!" a raspy voice croaked, but it was soon a cry of pain, and it was Darcy as Logan shifted his weight so he was on his back and able to see what was happening.
The guard still had a tight hold around Darcy's middle, but there was a silver glistening object in his hands which was pressed hard against Darcy's skin, a small red trail a bright contrast to Darcy's pale skin
"Everyone stop what you are doing, unless you want this bitches blood all over the floor? Either way, I don't care" the guard sneered the word 'bitch' as if there was poison in his mouth, but there was a challenge set in his eyes, daring anyone to approach him just so he could slash the knife across Darcy's delicate neck before anyone could move to stop it, making the blood in her veins pool down her throat. . .
Logan shook his head to get rid of the images that were swarming around in his head, a small shiver running down his spine, but his eyes never moved away from the knife that was still held against Darcy's neck
"P-Please, don't do anything stup-" Darcy's speech was cut short as a squeak escaped her lips in fright, the point of the knife dug into her neck, letting more of her blood leak down her neck, Darcy flinched in pain as it happened
Darcy's p.o.v
The guards grip was tight around her mid-section, but it was the biting of the knife that was really scared Darcy. He kept the same amount of pressure on the knife against her throat, she could feel the blood running down her neck from the first time that someone made a move towards her as the guard made a move for the door. Even her own speech was cut off because he didn't want her to speak
"Guys, please don't do anything stupid" Logan's voice was timid as he spoke to the others, but Darcy didn't open her eyes to look at the others, only feeling her body move because the guard was
"See you bitches later" the guard sneered in a seductive tone, dragging Darcy out of the room and slamming the door to a close with his foot as Darcy dared to open her eyes enough so she could see the looks on everyone's face
Logan looked horrified at something Darcy didn't want to know about, the paleness to his face had gone drastically paler in colour, probably from seeing her mother standing there looking threatening, and Darcy, who was meant to be strong and fearless, shook at the presence of the woman. The bruise across his throat had not faded away at all, it still remained a horrid dark purple/blue colour in the shape of a hand, and Darcy felt guilty
Carlos looked angry at the guard who was dragging her out of the room, that was because his left eye, that the guard had punched in a fury, was slowly becoming swollen shut and a massive bruise forming right around Carlos' eye. That was the only injury that Carlos had sustained, but Darcy still felt guilty about getting the most innocent person she had ever met dragged into the mess her family had made. They didn't know what mess the Black family had made in life, and Darcy was hoping that it would remain that way
James was the next person that Darcy's eyes landed on. There was no noticeable marking on James' face except for the small flecks of blood that were still present under James' nose that he had not managed to wipe away. His shirt was still staying on his body, but Darcy could see the horrible markings that ruined the light tan that was James' skin, because she knew that the marks on his back would scar, be a permanent reminder of the time
Kendall was the last person Darcy saw, but she only looked at his body, she refused to look into his eyes to see those hurt green that would stare straight into hers. Darcy knew that it was her fault that the guys were dragged into the sick game that her mother wanted her to play, all because she became selfish and tried to escape from the torture that was being inflicted on her body, and that was something Darcy would feel guilty about every day. No matter how many times someone would insist that it was not her fault, she couldn't believe them for a moment, because in her heart, she understood that it really had been all her doing
Darcy looked away from Kendall's figure, not wanting to scan over his body to see the damage, but that was before the door slammed closed as someone screamed on the other side of the door, screaming her name in fright. The blade was still pressed against the curve of her neck, the tip still digging into her throat enough to draw blood, but there was a crack of a gun going off. . .
. . .And three voices screaming a single name that Darcy had no trouble knowing who was shot
Disclaimer: Soooo, who has got shot? James? Logan? Innocent Carlos? Kendall?
