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He couldn't believe it. A year ago today, he'd been in their shared apartment, chilling and waiting for him to get back from the set. But he never did.
Just earlier that week they'd been laughing together, getting into pointless fights, writing music, playing games and just hanging out and enjoying each other's company. They were BEST FRIENDS. Always had been, and always planned to be. Dustin loved Kendall like a brother.
He can remember the day just like it was yesterday. The day he got the most horrifying call. "D-dustin? It's Kathy. Kendall…" and then she broke into hysterical sobs, "Kendall… he- he's hurt… really bad, Dustin. Oh god, my baby. My poor baby! We're at the hospital. They don't know if he's going to make it." and then she broke off again into hiccupping sobs.
"I'm leaving."
And he was. Right out the door, not thinking of anything other than getting there. He didn't grab a jacket. He didn't even grab his license. When he got there, Mr. Schmidt, holding his wife, told him that Kendall had gotten into a car accident on the way home from set of Big Time Rush. He had been overly exhausted and fallen asleep at the wheel and ran through a red light and was hit by another car from the side. When they got him to the hospital, he was barley breathing and almost every bone in his body broken or twisted. They said it wasn't likely he was to make it but they'd try their hardest.
But it wasn't good enough.
The tombstone sitting in front of him read "Kendall Francis Schmidt. 1990-2010. Friend. Brother. Son. Loved all and loved by many."
He was so much more than that. He was everything to me. He was everything. Not perfect, but perfectly imperfect. Why would you leave me, Kendall? Why would they take you from me? It's been a year and all I can still think of is you. I need you by my side. I need you here. Who am I going to write songs with? Who is going to push me to go out and try new things, like acting? What's the point now if I'm alone? Who am I going to do anything for? I have nothing. I am nothing. I am nothing without you.
"IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR! It's n-not f-f-fair." He broke down into sobs. His chest felt like it was going to explode. Everything hurt inside of him. He fell down on top of the grave and hugged his tombstone. "I miss you so fucking much, Kendork."