We Are Young!!!!!!!!

Part 2

"Jordan? What is this place?" Danny asked as soon as he could and Jordan just stared at him. "Jordan?" Danny asked again and then saw a tear fall down his friend's cheek. "They got you too" Jordan whispered and started crying. As soon as the older boy had fully removed Danny's tape from his wrists and ankles, Danny shuffled up to Jordan and pulled him in for a hug. Jordan hugged back and they just sat like that for a while as the others just stared at them.

Danny pulled away and studied the other four and names started to come to his head as he recognized them either from the news or from his school. The first one he recognized was who seemed to be the youngest out of them all.

"Dylan? Dylan Alvarez?" Danny asked and the boy in question looked up at him with a tear stained face and nodded. The next one he remembered was because he had seen his picture on the news.

"Matthew Buzek?" And again, the boy in question nodded. The names were coming to Danny faster now and the next one he recognized was the older boy who had freed him from the ropes because his cousin used to hang out with him quite a bit. "Jay Decker?" And once again his presumption turned out to be correct. And before he could try and remember the last one's name, he offered it out. "I'm George Ragan and now that you know all of us, who the fuck are you?" George asked him and Danny just nodded as it was only fair. Before he could offer his name, Jordan spoke up. "This is one of my best friends, Danny Murillo" Jordan said and worked hard to push down another sob.

"Well, as you've probably already guessed, welcome to hell" George said and moved back until he was sitting in one of the corners. The others just leaned back against their own parts of the walls and just tried to get some sleep or rest in general and Danny didn't know what to do.

Jordan fell into an uneasy sleep against the wall not far from Danny and Danny just sat there, with his arms wrapped around his legs, as he tried to keep his fear filled sobs to a minimal but he found it was very hard to do just that. He had no idea where he was or who were keeping them there or why they were trapped, all he knew was that he was terrified and was grateful that he wasn't in a room full of complete strangers.

After half an hour, Jorel had decided that he couldn't get any rest and wanted to help Danny as he was still struggling to stop crying. He shuffled over to him and pulled him into a hug. "We'll get out of here eventually, don't worry about it, the best thing for now is to just try and survive through whatever comes our way" Jorel whispered and Danny just pressed his face into Jorel's chest and Jorel held him as he tried to suppress the sobs.

"But what are they going to do to us, what have they already done to you?" Danny asked and Jorel just shivered in repulse. "I pray that you'll never find out but you probably will, they use us as sex toys. They get people to pay them to use us whichever way they want. Sometimes they beat us and they feed us once every day." Jorel whispered as he leaned back against the wall with his arms still wrapped around Danny.

"How long have you been here for?" Danny asked him and Jorel just shrugged. "Not sure to be honest but judging by the amount of food I have eaten since they got me, about six months. Not sure though" Jorel admitted and Danny gasped. He already knew that Jordan has been missing for a couple of weeks and Matthew has been missing for about two months.

"What about Dylan and George?" Danny whispered, not wanting to appear nosy but wanting to know all the same. "I've been here for about a month, I think" Dylan told him in his low voice and George just sighed and didn't say anything.

"George was here first and he won't tell us how long he was here for. We think it's because he's in denial but I don't know. Doesn't matter anyway, we're here now, trapped" Jorel said and tightened his hold against Danny as he started crying again.

"My mom was right, she knew something like this was going to happen, she knew it all along" Danny wailed into Jorel's dirty shirt and they all just let him cry for what seemed like hours. "You need to be careful from now on, Danny. Don't let them catch you crying or they will give you a reason to cry. Their mean people" Dylan whispered as he crawled up to the other side of Jorel and cuddled up to him. Jorel didn't mind and just wrapped his arm around him the same way he had done for Danny.

"When they come back in, don't make any sound and look as revolting as you possibly can, I'll try and capture their attention and you should be safe for a few hours at least. Unfortunately, Danny, it won't apply to you just yet as your new and people like to try out the new toys" George muttered and looked away as Danny looked over at him and tried to meet his eyes.

He looked up to Jorel and Jorel just shook his head and rested his head against the wall before closing his eyes. Danny copied him and rested against Jorel's chest, his head near Dylan's head.

Just before he was able to actually fall asleep to some level, the door opened and a man stood in the doorway and looked down at them all. "Where's the newbie? And you three, split up" The man directed at Danny, Jorel and Dylan and they immediately shuffled away from each other.

"I'm not asking again, which one of you is the newbie?" The man asked and again, none of them responded. Danny didn't respond mainly because he was shit scared as to what was awaiting him and the others wanted to protect the new lad. "If the newbie doesn't make himself known to me right now, I'm shooting the first person my gun lay's it's eyes on" The man threatened and showed the gun that was held on a belt that hung around his waist. Danny immediately jumped up on to his feet not wanting to get the others hurt with his cowardness.

"There you go, now that wasn't so hard, was it?" The man asked tauntingly and walked into the room, right up to Danny so that he could leer down at him. "I know somebody who would pay good money for you" The man muttered and dragged Danny out of the room, Danny screaming for him to stop. The last thing he saw before the door closed on them was George staring right at him in shock.

The man dragged Danny, still screaming, down the hall and into another room. There was a bed in this new room which was layered in a bunch of deep red sheets and looked all too comfortable and luxurious for it to be a good thing. The man pushed him in and Danny had to stumble a few steps so he could catch his balance without falling over and stopped screaming as the man glared at him coldly, scaring Danny.

"Stay in here and don't make a sound. Touch anything and my guys will kill you"