AN: This was written by listening to certain songs. Here is a list of them;
Fallin' Apart (All American Rejects), The Art of Falling (Greg Holden), A Town Called Hypocrisy (Lostprophets), Sleep (My Chemical Romance), Teenagers (My Chemical Romance), Bullet (Hollywood Undead), Icarus (Bastille), Flaws (Bastille), Exit Wounds (The Script), Good Ol' Days (The Script), Secrets (OneRepublic), You Already Know (Train), Time Bomb (The Format), Broken Arrow (The Script), Some Nights (Fun), All Alright (Fun), and Bad Blood (Bastille).
Trigger warning, Mental Illness mentioned.
Chapter 1: The Start of the End
Prologue:
As I walked through the lobby, so much was on my mind. What are my new patients going to be like? What should I have for dinner? IS THAT A POOL?
As per usual, I'm probably over thinking, I should have nothing to worry about, it's the patients that should be worried...
*Logan's POV*
We all jump at the knock at the door. When I say we, I mean me, Kendall, Carlos and James, as Mama Knight and Katie are out having mother-daughter-bonding-time. Kendall paused the video game and walked towards the door.
"I will beat you guys" He says, just before we un-pause the game and he opens the door.
On the other side is a young lady, I would guess at around twenty five years old, she looks serious. Her long blonde hair put up into a simple pony tail and a pair of classic glasses perched upon her nose. Girls like that never move into the Palmwoods.
Beside me, I hear James and Carlos say our famous line. "New Girl, Nice". Ignoring them I turn back to the door.
"Are you guys Big Time Rush?" She asks in a formal tone.
"Yeah, do you recognise us?" James winks and replies flirtasiously.
"Not exactly, No"
"Oh then why do you ask?" Kendall questions, ever taking charge of the situation.
"I'm Doctor Sara Jones, I'm a psychologist. I've been asked by your manager to monitor your behaviour, to see if any of you have any mental illnesses. I will place cameras, in which the footage would only be seen by me and one other psychologist, Dr Benson, to get a second opinion before diagnosing. Just be yourselves because if there are any mental disorders, we can help."
She continues talking but I don't hear anything else. We are going to be watched? Seriously, you have to think that that is a little creepy. But what if she notices that I'm not exactly happy? What if she thinks that I'm depressed? What if this breaks up the band? What if, what if, what if. My head starts spinning. All these questions, all these problems, only one way to find out the answer. I have to act normal during this week and I have to go through it.
Wish me luck.