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Warnings: None.

Chapter 7

Mrs Knight put down the last of the bacon onto the table. She wiped her hands on her apron and called through the house.

"Breakfast's ready."

Katie was the first to come out. She gave her mum a kiss on her cheek and a 'good morning' before she sat down and dug into her breakfast.

"Where's the boys?" Mrs Knight asked her after a few minutes of none of them coming in.

Katie shurgged. "I haven't seen them since yesterday before they went out to get ice cream." She sounded uninterested as she too a bite out of her bacon and egg sandwitch.

Mrs Knight fell silent and she listen for the sounds of the shower but she didn't hear it. She sighed.

"I'm going to wake them up." She told her daughter as she stood and walked to her son's room.

She opened the door, only to find it empty and no signs that Kendall had slept in his bed. SHe closed the door and looked in Logan's, Carlos' and James' room's only tosee the same thing. Empty with no signs that they had been in there last night.

Mrs Knight walked back into the living room and looked over to Katie.

"I can't find the boys."

Carlos looked over to James' unmoving form once more, taking in the damage that he could see. It seemed like James a few broken ribs by the way he was breathing and Carlos could tell that from under his clothes, there would be so many bruses.

Carlos winced as he took in the blood smeared generously across James' chest and under his nose and down his chin, from the no doubt broken nose.

It had been about five hours since James had been brought back in and Kendall and Logan couldn't keep their eyes open anymore so they drifted off to sleep. Carlos was so tired, but the overwheming fear for his best friend took over.

It was no secret that Carlos was closet to James and seeing him like this, it was just too much.

Carlos was cut out of his thoughts as a groan filled the silence of the room. He snapped his head over to James who was groggily lifting his head up and looking around.

"Hey buddy. How you feeling?" Carlos asked, talking in a soft voice to not scare James as his eyes were still slighty glazed over from sleep.

"Mmm, hey Carlitos." Came the pain-filled answer.

"You ok?" Carlos asked despretly. James nodded.

"I'm fine. Just a bit sore."

Carlos went to say something but was cut off by the door opening again.

Sam strutted in and looked over the four boys tied to chairs.

"Look at whose woken up." He smirked at them. Sam walked over to James and stood in front of him. "You look awful."He stated before punching him in his nose.

James screamed in pain as his head snapped to the side, waking up Kendall and Logan in the progress.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" Carlos yelled at Sam as he raised his hand to strike James again. He paused, then turned to look at Carlos.

He walked over to him and backhanded him. Pain exploded in Carlos' cheek as he cried out.

Sam smirked and walked behind James' chair, facing Kendall, Logan and Carlos.

"I've thought of a fun game that we could play. As you all know, boxing is a hard sport to play because you have to be extremely fit." He paused and the guys didn't know where he was going with it but they didn't want to find out. "Yesterday when I was beating James," James closed his eyes and looked down, while the other three glared at him in digust. "I found out that I'm not as fit as I use to be. So here's what were going to do.

"Every morning, to keep me healthy, I'm going to choose one of you and who ever it is, they'll have to help me with my work outs. And by work outs, I mean beating because, as I said before, boxing makes you fit." He smirked at the horrified looks on their faces, drinking in the terror that had stilled in the air.

"Leave them out of this! They have nothing to do with it!" James shouted at him. Sam scoffed.

"They have everything to do with this. They keep you grounded. They keep you from losing yourself Jamie. If you didn't have them, I don't doubt that you would do something stupid." Sam walked away from James so that he was in all of their view.

"Seeing as James had his turn yesterday, and Carltios shouted at me before, I'm going to go with him."

He was immeditly met with shouts of protest from the other three boys in the room while Carlos just sat there, unable to move.

Sam walked behind him and untied his ropes and shoved his gun in the middle of Carlos' back.

"Walk." He said and led Carlos' out of the room.

"No, no, no, no! Carlos!"

"I'll go instead! Take me!"

"Leave him alone! He didn'tdo anything!"

Carlos shook as hie friends shouts followed him, before being cut off when the door closed.

Carlos let out a shaky breath and was lead away from his friends.

AN: Sorry about the patetic excuse for a chapter :/ but I just wanted to get something out. Thanks for all the reviews, you guys are amazing!