Hola!
This story is based off Ms. LaurenNicole's challenge
"Study my icon. Think about the many ways this girl is in Kendall's arm. The reality of things.
Who is the little girl? Where did she come from?"
By the way, this will be a multi-chapter fiction. I don't know how long. Maybe three or thirteen. We'll see. It depends on how much time I have.
*This is a Future Fiction
Warning: Not many, but there are flashbacks (in italics) and swearing.
Kendall sighed as he stepped through the front door of the apartment complex. It had been a grueling day at Rocque Records filled with harmonies, dancing, and recording new tracks.
"Hard day Knight?" A voice asked from the front desk. Kendall turned his head slightly, his emerald green eyes focusing the gaze on a petite brunette. Jennifer. After the Jennifer's had split up, brunette Jennifer, or Jen as she preferred to be called now, had taken over the Palmwoods.
Kendall sighed once again, "You can say that." Jennifer smiled in sympathy, knowing how cruel Gustavo Rocque could be.
Kendall slowly trudged his way towards the elevator, focusing on how tired he was and how he missed the warm sensation of his bed, missing the scent of her, how he couldn't wait to hear her laugh, and to hear the sounds of small giggles. A small smile spread crossed his lips.
The small 'BING!' brought Kendall out of his thoughts. His feet shuffled into the elevator, pressing the fading button '6' absentmindedly.
A few moments had passed before the 'BING!' had sounded again. Kendall would have sprinted out the door, if he weren't so tired.
Shuffling outside the elevator, and into the hall, he made his way towards apartment 6J. As he approached the wooden door, he jabbed his hand into his pocket, fiddling around, searching for his keys. He took the miniscule brass object out and injected it into the lock, the sound of a click and turning brightening his mood.
Home at last.
As he shut the front door he heard a loud, joyous shrill, "Daddy!"
Music to his ears.
He grinned, kneeling down and grabbing the mess of brown curls wearing pink Sleeping Beauty pajamas in his arms, twirling her around in circles.
"Daddy!" She giggled.
A few spins after, he stopped, resting her in his arms. She laid her head on his shoulder. "How you doing princess?" He asked, laying a kiss on top of her head.
"Good. Mommy and I pwayed all day." She yawned.
"All day? You must be tired."
"Just a wittle." She yawned again.
"Or a lot." A musical voice chimed. Kendall turned slightly, watching Camille make his way over to him, a sweet smile gracing her features.
"Hey." He whispered.
"Hey yourself." She whispered back giving him a slight kiss on the cheek. She then turned to look out her daughter resting in her father's arms. "Rylee, it's time to go to sleep."
"I don't wanna." She whined.
"Come on Ryles. Tomorrow you and I can play all day."
"Promise?" She yawned.
"I promise."
"Okay." She reached out for Camille, her eyes drooping.
Camille walked over to her room, tucking her in, while Kendall took a seat on the couch, relaxing against the softness. A few moments later, Camille joined him.
Laying her head on his shoulder, she asked. "How is it? Without him I mean?"
He sighed. "It's not the same."
"I figured. We knew what we were getting ourselves into."
"I know. Sometimes I wonder if things could have worked out better though."
"I do too." She simply said.
"Love?" Kendall asked.
"Hmm?" She replied her eyes fluttering closed.
"Do you regret us? For falling in love with me?" He asked hesitantly.
Her eyes snapped open, and Camille abruptly stood up, turning towards him, eyes flashing with anger, matching the tone of her voice. "How dare you say that Kendall Knight! I can't believe you would think that I do! I love you Kendall Knight and I don't regret my decision one bit! I may have lost a friend, but I gained so much more in the end. Do you regret it?"
Kendall was having mixed feelings about this reaction. He had been expecting something like this, but at the same time, he felt angered that she thought he regretted falling for her. "I never regretted my decision Camille, why would I? Now calm down or you'll wake up Rylee."
"Then why did you ask?" She whispered miserably, her big chocolate brown eyes filling with tears. It broke Kendall's heart in two, and he immediately wanted to curse himself for making her cry.
"Oh love." He whispered and walked over to her, hugging her and cradling her in his arms. She rested her head on his chest, feeling the warmth and the thumping of his heartbeat. He waited a bit before continuing. "I wanted to know that you didn't regret this. Rylee, delaying your career, losing a friend, just for me. I made you give up so much."
She looked up at him, her eyes slightly puffy and mascara smudged. To Kendall, she looked beautiful. "Never. It would have happened anyways. This connection between us. It would have been delayed, but it would have happened eventually."
Kendall looked down at her, a smile breaking on to his features. "You're that sure about us?"
She nodded, a smile gracing her sweet lips. "Absolutely. I love you. Always have and I always will."
Kendall stood there, just gazing at her admiringly. "What?" She asked shyly.
"How did I get so lucky? Miss. Camille Knight I am uncontrollably and inevitably in love with you." And with that he dove down, placing a sweet kiss on her lips. She tasted like vanilla and he tasted like coffee. A perfect combination. Just like them.
Camille broke the kiss, much to Kendall's dismay. "Let's get to sleep. You have a long day tomorrow."
A confused expression wiped upon Kendall's face. "I have the day off tomorrow. I'm spending it with Rylee remember?"
"Taking care of Rylee is a long day no matter how adorable she is."
He chuckled. "So true. I'll meet up with you later."
"Okay." She said, and then, leaving a kiss on his cheek, she took off in the other direction towards their room, leaving Kendall alone to his thoughts.
He turned towards the bookshelf, smiling to himself as he saw the various pictures of Camille and Rylee in the park. Rylee by herself on the beach building a sand castle. Rylee with him, as he was giving her a piggyback ride. Gustavo and Kelly sticking their tongues out at one another. James and Katie laughing at each other. His mom and Carlos with arms around one another. One of James, Carlos and him at a concert. One of him and Camille on their wedding day. Each picture brought back joyous memories making his smile grow bigger as he passed each one.
Until he reached the dreadful one.
A picture of Logan and him, arms around another, smiling into the camera.
He sighed. Things were so good back then, when everything was simple, and there was no drama.
When he didn't screw everything up.
Much to his displeasure, flashbacks started hurling towards him, one after another; remind him of all he had done wrong to Logan.
It all started on a rainy summer day.
Kendall was running through Palmwoods Park. Tears filling his eyes to the brim.
He knew it, he knew it, he had fucking knew it. And he had chose to ignore it, believing into the little lies he told himself about how Jo would never do that.
Jo had been cheating on him all along with Jett Stetson.
And there wasn't one ounce of guilt in her body.
He started to run faster as images of Jett's smirk plagued his mind.
At the sound of sniffling, he stopped in a sudden haste, skidding to a halt.
There on a bench, was Camille, sobbing with mascara running down her face, soaking wet from the rain.
Kendall walked towards her. At that moment it didn't matter that he was wet, or that Jo cheated on him, or Jett's smirk, or how the guys are worrying about him, or how his mom would yell at him for staying in the rain to long as soon as he got home, or that he was breaking curfew.
All that mattered was her.
And from there midnight meetings at the pool or at the park, lunch dates, texting at night, breaking curfew to see each other, practicing lines, going to parties with each other, and telling each other secrets had followed.
Kendall always thought of her as a friend. That is, until Logan claimed her his again.
Months had passed since that rainy summer day. Kendall and Camille had grown closer and stronger over the months. Everyone knew about their close to best friend relationship. To Kendall, Camille could be considered like one of the guys in their group. Although, he never said that aloud. He and Camille were close, but their bond wasn't like what he, James, Carlos and Logan had.
It was dinner at 2J. Being Fish stick Friday meant no one skipped out on this dinner. It was tradition.
Kendall was sitting at the table, daydreaming away, while James and Carlos were arguing about which was better, dinosaurs or wizards. Katie was playing online poker and Mrs. Knight was at the gym.
They were waiting patiently for the fish sticks to be done in the oven, and waiting for Logan to come back.
Logan entered 2J with a smirk on his face and a confident air surrounding him. Everyone noticed the difference.
"Why are you so happy?" Katie asked looking up from her computer.
Logan replied while taking a seat at the table. "Camille and I got back together. We're official."
James and Carlos snorted simultaneously. "Took you long enough." James said.
"Congrats buddy!" Carlos said joyfully slapping Logan on the back before going back to his argument with James. Dinosaurs were obviously better. Duh.
Kendall on the other hand was not as gleeful. "When?" he asked quietly.
"This morning. We spent the whole day together."
Why didn't Camille mention this? He was texting her seven minutes ago!
Feeling nauseous and betrayed, Kendall stood up. "I think I'm going to skip dinner tonight you guys. I feel sick."
Logan's doctor instincts kicked in immediately. "Do you have a fever? Are you sneezing? How long have you felt this way?" He asked rapidly. He reached out to feel Kendall's forehead, until Kendall smacked it away.
"I'm fine." He said coldly.
Shock and awkward tension filled the room.
"O-okay." Logan said sadly. He felt and looked like a lost puppy.
Kendall instantaneously felt the guilt kick in. "I'm sorry Logan. I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm just tired. I'll feel fine in the morning. But if I do have something I don't want you to get sick too."
Logan's expression cleared up instantly. "Okay! But make sure you rest!"
Kendall simply smiled and nodded, making his way towards the bedroom him and Logan shared.
Closing the door gently, he took his phone out and texted Camille.
K: Meeting in the park?
She texted back instantly.
C: Sure! Meet you in five! 8D
Stuffing his pillows in his bed to make it look like he was sleeping, he grabbed the rope ladder him and the guys used to sneak out. Walking his way towards the window, he opened it slowly, making sure it didn't squeak, and dropped the ladder, climbing his way down it.
Sprinting towards the park, he took a seat at their bench.
Yes their bench.
Camille came around twenty seconds later and took a seat by him.
"Why are you all red?" She asked.
"Oh you know, just a little angry about you not telling me that you got back together with Logan!" He snapped.
She smiled sheepishly. "You found out huh?"
"Yeah I did." He said harshly.
This time it was Camille's turn to get angry. "What do you want from me Kendall?" she asked viciously.
He stood up and threw his hands in the air. "I don't know all right! Wait! That's a lie! I do know! Break up with Logan!"
She stood up and walked towards him, stopping only inches away. "What? Why the fuck would I do that?"
Kendall sighed angrily. "Cause if you don't. I can't do this!" And with that he smashed his lips against hers. She tasted like vanilla, and he gathered as much of her taste with his tongue as he could. He didn't care if their teeth were clashing or if someone could see them, all he needed was her. Camille found herself melting into the kiss, pulling him closer and wrapping her arms around his neck. The kiss broke when they needed more air, both were panting for their lives.
Camille was the first to speak. "Um I'll see you tomorrow!" She squeaked and took off at full speed, leaving Kendall alone.
Kendall groaned. "Fuck. What have I done?"
With that, he made his way towards the ladder, and climbed up again. He strolled toward his bed and laid down on the plush blanket.
A small knock rapped on the door. "Come in!" he said.
Katie entered. Closing the door, she leaned against it, crossing her arms and stating. "I know you were out with Camille."
Kendall saw no point in arguing. "And?"
"What happened?"
He decided to get straight to the point. "We argued and then I kissed her."
Katie's eyes visibly widened. "Whoa."
"I know!" Kendall groaned.
"So what are you going to do now?"
"Pretend that it never happened."
"What?" She whisper-yelled. "Are you nuts?"
"What do you mean?" He asked facing towards her.
"Do you want to forget that kiss?" Katie asked.
Kendall bit his lip. "No. It was the most amazing kiss in the world."
"So you can't ignore it!" She stated obviously.
"The what?" He asked.
"You got to tell her how you feel."
"She's with Logan." He reminded her. A small pause passed until he said. "Besides I don't really like her. It was more of a spur of the moment thing."
Katie rolled her eyes. "Spur of the moment huh?"
"Yes." Kendall said determined.
"That's why you kissed her." She said doubtfully. "You know and I both know what the real reason is."
"What?" he asked.
"You're in love with her." Katie stated simply.
Kendall's mouth dropped open. He tried closing his mouth but it wouldn't work. He looked like a fish needing water. He tried to say he didn't love Camille, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't deny it.
The silence gave Katie the answer she needed. "Told you so."
It's always a sad day for a big brother when his little sister tells him 'I told you so'.
Nevertheless, it was true.
Kendall Knight was uncontrollably and inevitably in love with Camille Roberts.
He told her the next day. And she said the same thing. It seemed perfect.
It would have been, if it weren't for one obstacle. Logan.
They didn't want to hurt him, so they agreed for now, that they would keep their affair a secret.
Their secret meetings were filled with hugs, kisses, cuddling, and whispering sweet things to one another. Lunch dates, texting at night, breaking curfew to see each other, practicing lines, going to parties with each other, and telling each other secrets seemed so much more intimate.
It was perfect. And no one knew. A complete secret.
And it stayed that way. For a while at least. One whole year even. However, as they say. All good things must come to an end.
And it did.
Kendall sighed and walked his way towards the bathroom. Turning the faucet on, he splashed his face with cold water. His face was a bit clammy and he was pale. He groaned. Thinking of Logan always did this to him.
After changing, and getting ready for bed, he climbed in with his wife. Her curls were covering the pillow, a small smile on her lips. She looked adorable. He gently kissed her forehead before turning off the lights.
He laid on the bed, but sleep wouldn't come to him. All his thoughts were on Logan.
Logan, Logan. Logan.
Logan plagued his mind.
Kendall willed sleep to come, but alas, it never did.
He closed his eyes softly, hoping he would fall adrift to dreamland eventually, but instead another series of memories hit him. All about Logan.
Kendall groaned. This was never going to stop. He wasn't going to get any sleep this way.
He made his way towards the couch, picking up the frame with the picture of Logan and him on the way. Taking a spot on the couch, he stared at the picture long and hard before setting it down on the coffee table. One thought came to mind right there and then.
I'm so sorry Logan. I'm so sorry.