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I pause, before knocking on the door of the one person who I know will give me punishment...

The door opens and my gaze meets his. "James," he says, voice bitter. I wonder if he knows what I did to Kendall? "What a...pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?" He leans casually against the door, arms crossed over his chest.

The corner of my mouth twitches slightly, as I push him back away from the door, step inside, and close the door. "James, what are you-?" He begins to ask, but I cut him off.

"Do you know who raped Kendall?" I ask him.

"Of course not, no one does. And if I did, I would turn the son of a bitch in." He says. A shiver runs down my spine. He would turn me in if he knew. I think to myself. Maybe I should just turn around, and leave, tell him it was some big mistake. He won't help me...Or, maybe he will?

I raise my gaze to his, as I say, "What if I told you I raped Kendall?"

He looks at me like I'm insane, and then begins to laugh. "Nice try, James, but you're one of Kendall's best friends. You wouldn't do that...Would you?" He says.

I step towards him. "Yes I would, Jett. I may have been one of Kendall's best friends, but that doesn't mean I'm not capable of raping him," I say, before laughing slightly, "Oh come on, Jett, I thought you were smart. Well, at least somewhat smart. You should have seen how Kendall reacted whenever you spoke my name. You should have seen how Kendall acted around me. But you didn't," I say with a lopsided grin. I know I'm taunting him...tempting him to strike...but I need to feel pain. And hopefully he'll give it to me. Come on, Jett. Where's that fiery spirit that was so adamant about putting me in jail before? "So, what'cha gonna do, tough guy? Turn me in? Let the police deal with me?"

I watch as he clenches and unclenches his fists. Come on, do something! Or do you need more fuel to the flame? Even though it's tearing me upside inside, I grin wider, and say, "Boy, Jett, you have no idea how amazing Kendall felt around me. You have no idea how beautiful Kendall's screams felt to my-," I don't get to finish that sentence, (and I'm thankful I don't) as Jett finally unleashes his rage and punches me in the jaw. Hard.

I feel blood begin to fill my mouth, and I spit it out onto the floor. I look up at him, only to meet a gaze full of fire. "You sick," he says as he kicks me in the ribs, "Twisted," in the gut, "Bastard!" He shouts at me, as I spit more blood out onto the carpet.

"Oh?" I ask, loving the feeling I get as I try to stand up. "Does little Jettie has a crushie wushie on Kendall?" I cock my head to the side as I grin slightly. "I bet this is tearing you up inside, knowing that I was Kendall's rapist the whole time and you never even knew."

"Shut up!" Jett says as he punches me in the jaw. I stumble backwards into the door. "Just shut the fuck up!" He shouts, pointing a finger at me, "You have no fucking right to speak!" Jett says as he racks a hand through his hand, and passes, as I slump to the floor. Jett stops, looks at me, and grins, "You are in some deep shit now Diamond." Malice is evident in his voice. "This is going to ruin you and your career." Jett's smile is one I have never seen him wear before.

And it frightens me.

"I wonder how Big Time Rush will do without you." He tells me with a cock of his head. "I hope they can get on fine without you, because once I turn you into the police, well...you'll be going to jail."

I stagger up, and spat at him, "You can't turn me in."

"Why can't I?"

"Kendall will hate you."

That gets him to stop. "No, he won't."

"Yes he will..." I tell him slowly as I step towards him, "You may think you know Kendall, but you don't know him like I do." I cock my head to one side, "He will absolutely hate you if you turn me in." I raise an eyebrow, "And if you're wondering why...it's because he saw earlier what it was like when something likes this comes out. It tears everyone apart," my lips twitch slightly, "And you know Kendall, he doesn't want that."

"Looks like I'll have to settle with punishing you myself," he says as he cracks his knuckles, and glares at me. "What a...fitting, punishment," he says with a growl.

I limp away from Jett's room, and now know just how to get his goat... I feel blood trickle down my chin and I don't bother to wipe it away. What's the point of cleaning something before it gets stained?

You tell me once you figure it out.

I lean heavily against the door to 2J, and fumble with the doorknob. I pray to god Ms. Knight is not home. If she is...oh boy...

I almost fall flat on my face as the door falls open. I feel three pairs of eyes land on me. "Oh my god...James...what happened?" I hear Kendall ask.

"Nothing," I tell Kendall before heading upstairs, slipping past him.