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Chapter 23 - Torturing Kendall (request by Samantha)
Michael's p.o.v
He held the smoking gun in a loose grip
Michael loved the sound that the gun made, the loud crack when he squeezed the trigger, the whistle of the bullet soaring through the air, and the horrid sound of the metal of the bullet searing skin, all of those sounds made Michael shiver in delight. The thing that made his skin crawl with delight was watching the smallest boy of 'Big Time Rush' clutch as his mid-section, rolling on his back with his face scrunched up in pain, small whimpers that he was desperately trying to mute were still escaping from his lips no matter how much the small boy bit his lip, his legs up in the air near his chest
"Anyone else want to do something clever?" Michael snarled, still holding up the gun to threaten the rest of the group with the gun, which was still smoking heavily. The pale one of the band kept flinching, as if he desperately wanted to run up to the boy, but Michael kept an eye on him, pointing the gun in between the pretty blond boy that he liked and the pale one, just waiting for the perfect moment to pull the trigger again and feel like he was in charge
"Please" the pale one spoke in a hushed whisper, almost sounding out of breath
"No, stay where you are, or I'll pull this trigger! But this time, I won't be so kind with where I aim" the threat was in the air, just waiting for one of them to move, to give him the excuse he needed
"You can't just sit there and not let us help!" the other pretty one, which Michael did not like, because the blond one was the one that he really wanted. Michael looked towards the blond standing near the corner of the room, his arms wrapped around his chest, cradling himself away from everyone that approached. His short hair was tossed all over the place, plastered to his face and greasy, but Michael loved how he looked. He felt himself growing hard, and he tried to cross his legs to hide himself, none of the boys seemed to notice, only staring at the gun in his hands, that was until the door slammed open and a whole lot of cursing and shouting came with a female voice
"Let go!" Darcy, the girl that started the whole mess but managed to get Michael to see the beautiful blond, was screaming and thrashing around in their hands, but none of them let her go, only restraining her against a chest
"Now the fun begins" Jacob's voice coldly spoke, snatching the gun away from Michael's grip before he could whine. He loved the heavy feel to the gun, the coldness of the metal that felt like he could compare to. Two of the guards that had helped to escort Darcy back into the room, Michael didn't give her another glance in her direction, to stomp up to the pretty boy Kendall and yanking him up to his feet by his shirt
"Keep him restrained, I want my fun" Jacob stalked towards Kendall, and no matter how much Michael wanted to jump up and stop him, he knew that he shouldn't. Jacob was a pretty scary person when he was pissed off, Michael had been on the opposite end of the stick with Jacob, the punching and kicking, the abuse, Michael had had a taste of it
Kendall's p.o.v
He willed his body not to flinch away from the people that were touching his skin, because it felt like there were thousands of red hot pokers being stuck in his skin, burning the flesh of his skin and giving off that horrid smell that came with burning the skin. Kendall could smell the stench, even though it was not happening in real life, because the smell was still fresh in his mind as he thought about it. It had happened to him, the red hot pokers touching his skin and sending Kendall into a fiery pain that caused him to twist in the grip holding him down
Kendall shook at the images of himself being held down and burnt again. He never realised that they were forcing him to the floor until he heard someone screaming his name and there was the smell of burning hitting his nose, shaking him awake rather violently from his nightmare. Kendall screamed without realising it was him until he took a sharp breath to help with a second scream, he tried to rip his hand away from the burning
The grip was too tight
With his futile attempt to pull his hand away from the burning, he tried to look at what was causing the burning sensation, but others were blocking his vision from the pain, he could still hear the others screaming and begging them to stop hurting Kendall, and by the furious look on Jacob's face, he didn't look pleased at the screaming and shouting of the others
"Shut up!" Jacob snarled, slapping Kendall hard in the cheek to force them to shut up. He bit his lip to stop a whimper of pain and discomfort from escaping his lips, hard enough to draw blood, something that Jacob didn't like. There was a flicker of silver in his vision until there was cold steel against his shoulder, an exchange of words something that Kendall never heard, a crack of a gun and searing pain in his shoulder
"Kendall!" four people screamed at the same time as Kendall began to scream once again, thrashing hard away from the threat of the pain, blocking out the screams of anger in the room with his own screams ripping out of his throat
"Stop trying to prevent what I'm trying to do" Jacob spoke in a simple tone, swinging the gun with his fingers, making it dangerous. The gun went straight back to his skin, the coldness of the gun hitting his skin once more, but the trigger was never pulled again, luckily. Everyone stood in place, not even flinching towards him
It made Kendall feel useless, like no one wanted to help him
A glimpse of pink in the corner of his eye, something he should have paid attention to, and then pain blossomed in his cheek, sending him crashing to the floor by the force of the punch. His vision swam as soon as his head crashed against the floor, he bounced from the floor once because he hit the floor that hard, he couldn't see anything because his vision was swimming and blackening dangerously. Hands gripped at his arms, bruising his arms as soon as the contact was made. A short exchange of words between who sounded like James, before the breath Kendall was inhaling was knocked out of him, he doubled over as much as he could, trying to drag in some oxygen to his lungs.
He was having difficulty getting a good breath into his lungs, even though it had only been a few minutes after he was punched in the gut. But he was kicked onto his stomach by a large boot right in his side, where his burn marks were but he barely noticed, his face was smushed against the floor, a boot in his back only because some idiot on top of him had grabbed his wrist and was currently pulling his arm up against his back hard, and no matter how much he struggled, his arm was still pinned painfully to his back. Small gasps of pain were escaping Kendall's lips but soon the pressure was too much for Kendall's shoulder, and there was a massive popping sound before pain scorched his shoulder.
He screamed again, this time louder. Catching everyone's attention
Darcy's p.o.v
Kendall's scream of pain was crushing her heart, and yet she couldn't do anything to stop the torture
Tears burned at her eyes, blocking her vision enough so she could only listen to the heart wrenching cries of pain that bellowed from Kendall's lips, it was the only sound of the room, except for everyone else screaming and swearing at Jacob as if it would stop him, but Darcy knew better
Much like Michael, which was unknown to Darcy, she had been on the other side of the abuse that Jacob dished out, and she flinched in the strong arms that held her to a solid chest, no matter how much she struggle in their arms, the grip never loosened. Much to the annoyance of Darcy
"How does it feel to watch those you love getting hurt?" the solid chest rumbled with the speech, a sneer right in her ear that made her flinch away from the person, but she didn't get very far. He gripped her hair in a tight hold hard enough to literally rip the hair at the roots, it forced her head up enough so all she could really focus her vision on was Kendall lying on the floor thrashing, twisting, doing anything that he could to get out of the hands. His face was contorted in a grim expression of pain, his face pale with a sheen of sweat visible on his forehead. Kendall suddenly let off another scream, Darcy's head shot up to stare at Kendall, her head mostly forced to because of the grip on her hair. He wouldn't let up on the grip
"Please, just let him go!" James screamed in a desperate tone, practically begging Jacob to stop, but no one stopped their ruthless attack only on Kendall
Jacob seemed to stand back from Kendall's slumped form on the floor, in his place stood three guards that were looking too smug in Darcy's eyes, toppled over Kendall. One of the men Darcy had never seen before while she had been captured, the other two Darcy recognised without a hitch
"You see what you caused? Just by living in this family you've caused a lot of trouble. Just look at him lying helplessly on the floor, and you started the whole thing" he sneered, tipping her head to force her to look at Kendall. The gang of men that had towered over Kendall soon began to pummel into him like a piece of meat, fists hitting flesh in a horrible sound that would scar Darcy for the rest of her life, Kendall's screams of pain that were breathless because of the fists hitting him in the stomach and chest
"STOP!" Darcy couldn't stop the bellowing shriek that tore out of her throat without her knowing until her throat burned. Her back arched away from the chest, her head thrown back so hard that she actually slammed the back of her head hard against the guys nose, the grip was loosened drastically loosened
"What the hell is going on!" Jacob roared, the guy behind Darcy was screaming and whimpering, but Darcy never looked behind her to see what was going on, her only focus was on Jacob slowly approaching her. Darcy was having a hard time trying not to step back, because if she did it would show that she was still terrified of Jacob. No matter how much she tensed her body, it only seemed to make the shaking of her body worse, but soon Jacob turned to the men that were meant to be punishing Kendall "Did I tell you to stop!" Jacob snarled in a booming voice, throwing his hands up in the air and shrieking like a little girl
"Jacob!" Caitlyn's voice boomed much louder than Jacob's did, the door slammed open almost off its hinges, Caitlyn's perfectly manicured nails shaped in claws on the door.
Her nails scrapped along the metal door, everyone flinched
"You don't order them around" Caitlyn warned "I planned this kidnap, I organised the place we are at. I'M IN CHARGE!" Caitlyn screamed as Jacob flinched, watching as one of the guards approached Caitlyn, branishing a gun loose in his hands, only letting it drop from his fingers dangerously into Caitlyn's hand when her hand was outstretched, just waiting for the gun. Jacob started to cower away from her, lowering his whole body to the floor and tip toeing away, trying not to be noticed, but it failed, epically. Caitlyn's green eyes shot to his, and as soon as she noticed him, a small, sick smile spread across her face
"I don't need you anymore" Caitlyn cooed, playing with the gun in her fingers until she accidently pulled the trigger, and the loud crack of the gun echoed around the room, but Caitlyn didn't look sorry, Darcy never expected her to care, because she had been her finger creeping towards the trigger until she finally pulled it
"You're an evil bitch" Caitlyn twirled her whole body towards the person who spoke those words, a scowl on her face until she scanned around, her eyes finally met James' and he looked furious
"Excuse me? You don't know the half of it. I love watching those in pain, especially those personal to me" Caitlyn spoke the words, Darcy flinched, half expecting her to glance her way, but the green eyes never took any notice, only staying glued to James' hazel ones
"Oh yeah, like who?" James was walking an dangerous line, but Caitlyn, much to the surprise of Darcy, was calm about the whole thing. There was no snarl coming out of her mouth, no rise of the upper lip to notify Darcy of any anger that was radiating from her body
"My daughter" Caitlyn spoke in a calm voice, and Darcy really wanted to jump into the conversation before anything was reveled
"I hope she rots in hell!" James snarled, but Caitlyn's smile only brightened at the words
"Oh, you have no idea how much I LOVE hearing you say that"
Darcy only stood right in the middle of the room, a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach at James' words. She shouldn't have felt this way, because James didn't know that Darcy was in fact the daughter to the woman currently standing in front of James, threateningly
But James' words still stung her
Disclaimer: Well, James has put his foot in it, hasn't he!
I hope you have enjoyed this chapter Samantha! Hope you loved the Kendall angst :)
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