Right, I've put this story back up again as when I originally put it up it was for another story I had been working on! So this is the real sequel and I'm sorry for the inconvinence! :S

Anyway, I'm back guys!

After a lot of pleading from people to make a sequel, I finally decided to get up a sequel and plan out what's going on as I left so many unanswered questions.

First of all, this sequel literally continues straight off from where we ended it, Echo running to Griffin.

And, for the first few chapters, because I want to symbolize the 9-ish months that BTR are away most of the time, they chapters will represent the months.

So, I apologize for how unusually choppy this chapter is but I think that if I didn't write it in months than it would be a whole other story before Echo is forced to see BTR again and it's a BTR fic for a reason.

Also, the first few chapters are mostly based around Echo and the phases of her break-up she's going through, but, also because I didn't want it so focused around Echo I put in a little third person in there, that surrounds what's happening to the guys while they are on tour!

Finally, the exams I was talking about were the reason of my break and my exams are on November 9th and because I've got so much to do in the next month, I'm saying that I will update as soon as I can but it's likely to be updated once a week! At least and if it isn't then you can all hate me!

Music starts playin' like the end of a sad movie
It's the kinda ending you don't really wanna see
'Cause it's tragedy and it'll only bring you down
Now I don't know what to be without you around

And we know it's never simple, never easy
Never a clean break, no one here to save me
You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand
Taylor Swift- Breathe

/

"Dad, I need you." I whispered out at Griffin as he stared at me with widely concerned eyes.

"Echo, let's get you out of this rain!" Griffin said, opening the door and ushering me inside quickly. I sniffled and nodded walking inside. "Sit down, I'll be back in a second." Griffin said quickly before disappearing out of the room.

I took shaky breaths as I stopped rolling my suitcase and perched it on the ground next to me as I sat down on the couch.

"Here's some blankets and a hot chocolate, just how you like it." Griffin said re-entering the room, placing the mug in front of me on the coffee table and wrapping the blankets around my shaking form. "Echo, you're freezing." He said painfully. "What happened? Talk to me." Griffin said, sitting opposite me and staring at me in a worried and fatherly way.

"Everything." I whispered and began sobbing loudly again as refreshing raw emotions hit me over and over. "I...I need somewhere to stay." I mumbled averting my eyes to the ground.

"Of course, we can talk about this tomorrow. Did you walk here bare foot?" Griffin asked after a glance at my feet.

"No, I ran." I said quietly.

"You ran?" As he said it I flinched.

"Okay, I'll run you a bath. You can stay in the spare room for as long as you need." Griffin said, jumping into action once again. "This your suitcase of clothes?"

"Yeah." I muttered. He nodded, taking a hold of the suitcase and walking upstairs.

I knew Griffin was dying to know and still reeling from the shock that I just called him Dad a few minutes ago.

I actually called him Dad.

Because he's acting like one. The first time in 17 years I told him I needed him, it doesn't feel belittling or weak, it makes me feel strong because I've told myself I'm strong enough to ask for help.

For never being in this situation Griffin is handling it extremely well, but I knew questions were going to be asked, starting from tomorrow.

"The bath is running, let's get you upstairs." Griffin said walking over to me and helping me up, I was partly limping due to my foot throbbing from the fall and the wear off of adrenaline.

"Arthur who's at the- oh." Lisa walked out of the master room with a bathrobe wrapped around her body tightly.

I really wasn't in the mood for her right now.

"What happened?" She asked. I could tell just by the look on her face she was surprised at the state I was in but I couldn't tell whether she was disgusted with me or slightly smitten to see me come crawling back.

"Lisa, just go back to bed." Griffin just brushed her away carelessly, helping me into the large bathroom and turning off the tap of the square shaped bath. "Get in the bath, I'll check back on you in 15 minutes." Griffin said. I nodded feebly. "Echo." I looked up at him. "Whatever happened, I want you to know you can talk to me about it." He said seriously. "Just take your time, when you're ready." He said before surprisingly taking me into a hug. I sobbed dryly into his chest, no more tears able to come out. He shushed me for a few moments before taking his leave and closing the door quietly behind him.

"What the hell is she doing here?" I heard, Lisa.

"Does it really matter? She's our daughter."

"So she just turns up and you'll take her in?"

"Yes, because she's our daughter! Plus, I've never seen her like this."

"What if it's just an act?"

"Can you hear yourself right now?" Griffin fumed. "You're not the woman I married 20 years ago."

"I-"

"I don't want to hear it. Right now, my daughter needs me. Just go in the bedroom." And then footsteps faded away and I took the blankets off of my shoulders. I had begun to shiver and my skin was a horrible pale, sickly colour and my veins were visible through my skin.

As I stripped out of my dress and underwear I tried to make sense of the mess that I had just got in.

I hissed as the hot water came into contact with my freezing skin as I sank down into the large bath.

The people I trusted the most had betrayed me.

The person I had been pushing away for 17 years is here.

Kendall and I are over. To him, we had never began.

Carlos isn't a friend.

Logan isn't a friend.

Camille isn't anything to me.

James...James said he loved me and then left.

What the hell am I going to do?

Why does it hurt this much?

Now, physically as well as mentally.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Echo, are you okay?" Griffin's voice drifted through the door.

"Yeah, I'm a little better now." I said as I stepped out of the bath and wrapped a big fluffy towel around my body which wasn't shaking as much anymore.

"You're in the room on the far right, I'll leave you to it." Griffin said hesitantly like he didn't know what to say. His footsteps faded again and another door closing reached my ears.

I sighed to myself, picking up the tattered prom dress and the blankets before opening the bathroom door and limping to my room.

I'm pretty sure I've twisted my ankle.

As I followed what Griffin had said I couldn't help but feel more respect and... love for him. I opened the door to see a double bed and bay units around the room. It was similar to my old room before I moved out.

A pair of clothes were set out on the bed, as I got closer I realized it was a set of pyjamas. As I pulled them on and placed the prom dress, the towel and the blankets in the middle of the room before making my way to the bed, I sat down on the bed and pulled myself under the covers.

I couldn't help but noticed the two objects that were placed on the bay bedside table.

My cell.

And a certain black comb.

I tossed and turned all night, the bed felt foreign and cold to me. Nightmares flew in and out of my mind as I slept restlessly and the heart-breaking reply of the fight played over and over in a vivid blast of misery behind my closed lids.

For the umpteenth time my eyes fluttered open. This time it was morning instead of dawn and the weight next to me on the bed told me someone was with me.

"Hey." I turned my head to the left to see Asha, still in her pyjamas leant up against the headboard with a laptop on her lap. She gave me a reassuring smile when I looked up at her. "You okay?" She said in a low voice.

"Could be better." I said back raspily. "I guess you want to know what's gone on then?" I asked her softly.

I have never cried in front of Asha, and I don't really plan to.

But then again, I didn't want to cry in front of Griffin, but it happened.

"No." She shook her head softly, suddenly angling her laptop towards me.

Exclusive Scoop:

Teenage couple of this year Kecho, we're seen together at their school prom. They we're seen happily entering the building, hand in hand, Kendall Knight in an expensive looking tux and Echo Kimberleigh in a dazzling beautiful dress. Though, near the end of the night, the two stormed outside into the rain, shouting at each other loudly. Bitter words were shared between the two, at some point Echo in tears calling Kendall a 'fucking bastard' and Kendall calling her a 'slut' and 'incapable of human emotions'

As the two rowed with colourful vocabulary Kendall eventually just turned and walked away, leaving a helpless Echo, screaming out her hate for him as she threw her shoe at his retreating figure in a fit of rage.

See pictures below:

My eyes watered as I saw a picture of me and Kendall screaming at each other.

"I'm sorry." Asha whispered, closing the lid of her laptop when she saw my eyes watering.

"No, no. it doesn't matter." I told her shaking my head and taking deep even breaths, trying to stay strong in front of her.

"I didn't know they were going on tour. Daddy didn't even organize it, his agent did. Are you coming down stairs for breakfast or do you want it up here?" She asked tenderly standing up off the bed.

"No, I'll come down." I sniffled, as soon as I stood up Asha ran to me, wrapping her arms around me, giving me a tight squeeze.

"Daddy is down stairs making it, mom is at work." Asha said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room and downstairs. "You just sit here." Asha said, pushing me down lightly on the couch and quickly flicking on the TV. "I'll be back in a second." She threw the remote back on the coffee table before scurrying away into the kitchen.

"Exclusive news. It seems yesterday, teen couple of the now Kecho, have split up." My eyes snapped back to the TV screen as I stared at the TV, too captured in the fake woman with a fake frown as she spoke. "The couple, consists of Kendall Knight, singer in Big Time Rush and Echo Kimberleigh, daughter of Arthur Kimberleigh, - known as Griffin- and former rapper. The two had been dating for close to a year and seen entering their school prom happy together." A picture of Kendall and I appeared next to the woman, the two of us holding hands with grins on our faces. "Yet, near the end of their night the two suddenly burst outside in an angry mess. They began rowing in the rain heatedly over every little thing possible, take a look." My jaw slackened as the screen faded out to a video, filmed quite close in the rain to Kendall and me.

"Too bad you couldn't! You still lean on everybody else just because you fucking lost your dad to cancer. Fucking big whoop! What a sad sob story!"

"Don't you ever talk about my father like that."

"Don't you get it, Kendall? All you do is bottle up your emotions, there's a time where you have to move on and accept that someone has died to cancer, life fucking goes on, nobody gets through life alive!"

"You fucking talk like you know everything yet you're so fucking dysfunctional it's hilarious to watch."

"What are you fucking trying to say?"

"Oh I'm Echo. I'm guarded, I'm stubborn, I'm Miss. Independent, I'm great, I'm shit at everything! I'll forget about my life so I can live a better one with someone else! I'm an attention whore who tries to get off with my boyfriend's best friend!"

"I didn't fucking do anything with James! Just because you're so fucking insecure! What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What the hell is wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You're fucking incapable of any human emotions and all you do is keep secrets from me! Well I have a secret of my own. You were just a fucking bet, I never loved you!"

"What?" I whispered.

"Gustavo was in danger of losing his job which meant we'd be gone too. So he had a bet with all of us, whoever seduced you got the most spotlight and became more famous than the other three. You're nothing to me but some whiny whore! You always were! And yes, I did fucking cheat on you! I've been cheating on you this whole time! I've fucked all of the Jennifers while being with you!"

"You fucking bastard!" I shouted.

"And another thing for you, I'm breaking up with you. I don't love you and I'm going on tour for nine months. I always knew you'd be a materialistic psychotic bitch who just wants to get her own way. You fucking don't know what love is! You can't even fucking do it right!"

"Why the fuck wouldn't you tell me this from the start?"

"Because it was all part of the bet. So, how does it make you feel that you were and never have been anything to me?"

"Why?"

"I did what I had to do for the band and to become famous. I want fame and now I've sky rocketed just because I was with you. You're nothing more than a good fuck."

As the screen faded out again I mentally cursed as more fucking tears streamed down my face silently.

I'm already tired of fucking crying! How many tears can one girl produce?

"So, the good leader from BTR seems to have become the bad boy user. Now, the nation of tweens and teens are left to question why? Why did Kendall used Echo? How did this bet come to surface? Did Echo cheat on Kendall with James? And, is this the end of Kecho? Sources say, the two we're close but have been fighting for the past week, more pictures we're released this morning of Big Time Rush boarding a plane to Australia, to kick start their 7-9 month long tour that could possibly be extended. As Kendall puts on a smile for the cameras, we want to know where's Echo? She had previously stayed with Kendall and the band at The Palm Woods, but after the fiasco she apparently ran back to the apartment and left, but to where? And that's the exclusive, from Gossip TV."

"So... maybe the TV is a bad idea, here have the newspaper, even daddy hasn't read it yet." Asha said as she hurried back into the room, shutting the TV off as she set down a mug of coffee and apple pancakes in front of me. Her eyes widened at the tears rolling down her face, unable to move for a few moments until I sniffled, wiped my eyes and cleared my throat.

"Thanks Asha." I whispered as she passed me the rolled up paper. I took it from her as she crossed her legs next to me.

I didn't want anybody to particularly seeing me like this let alone Asha, I've been the rock for her in her life and letting her see me this vulnerable just felt uncomfortable because normally she would be the one crying instead of me, but then again she doesn't cry over a lot of things.

I sighed mentally, trying to pull myself together as I pulled the elastic band off the paper and opened it up.

KECHO KILLER KNOCKOUT

Last night, teen couple Kecho made a normally momentous event a bitter hell; prom. The two-

"O-kay, maybe the newspaper isn't a good idea." Asha caught a glimpse of the front cover with once another picture of me and Kendall shouting at each other in the rain. As she spoke she literally grabbed the paper and threw it carelessly over her shoulder with a cheesy and sheepish grin on her face.

"You know what, Asha. I'm not really that hungry. I'm actually really tired so I'm just gonna go to bed again now." I told her, getting up and literally running upstairs, failing to see the worried and hurt look I had ran away from.

Why was everyone so interested in my life?

"Dude, it's been a week, your face is all over the paper, we already know partially what went on, but seriously? What happened?" Logan asked the blonde after a concert in Sydney as they returned to their hotel.

"Why does it matter?" Kendall asked angrily, clearly not in the mood to speak to anyone. Carlos sighed from the other side of the room, playing video games with James and beating him, beating him to a pulp in fact. Yet James wasn't even trying, he stared at the screen and mashed the buttons half-heartedly. He had barely spoken a word to the guys since the tour started and he hadn't uttered a word at all to Kendall.

"It matters because we were all in on this." Carlos said, uncharacteristically serious for he knew it was down to him and Logan to keep Big Time Rush together, the tension in the air was thick and it was difficult for the best friends to be in the same room, let alone speak to each other.

"Did you love her, Kendall?" Everyone in the room knew who 'her' was referring to.

"If I loved her I wouldn't have left." Kendall said harshly and from the other side of the room, James' bitter laugh hung in the air. "Got something you want to say, James?" Kendall asked angrily.

"You're fucking joking yourself. We all know that you loved her, even you know you still do."

"Speak for your fucking self, you fucked her." Kendall glared at James.

"If you don't love her than why does it matter? And I didn't actually." James shrugged with a nonchalant tone.

"Why can't you fucking get your own girl?"

"Well she's not yours, is she? She never fucking was!"

"Just shut the fuck up James, since when did you care about someone more than your hair." Kendall had changed, anyone who was his friend could see that, the happy go lucky teen had been replaced with a viscous boy, angry at the world for his own actions.

"Since when did you care so little about someone you would tear them apart?" James asked, getting up and throwing his controller down on the couch as Carlos and Logan only watched on in horror. "You fucked her up big time. No one has seen her in 3 days! Three fucking days! Camille doesn't know where she is! She's probably with Griffin, we all know that, but Kendall, you were always the one to hold us together when we strayed away from Big Time Rush, like when the fever struck and when we argued and the fame first went to our heads, you were the one who told us to stay true to who we were. And yet, seeing as you hate Gustavo the most out of all of us how could you let him alienate you? I don't fucking know you anymore."

Like it or not, the guys all knew they were not only tearing apart as a band, but as friends.

September

I didn't leave the house. I didn't feel the want or need to.

All I did was cry at everything.

I began to feel a disconnection to everything.

Camille wouldn't stop calling me and leaving numerous messages about how she was worried about me, how she was sorry and wants to know how I'm doing.

Griffin didn't pressure me to tell him anything once, neither did Asha.

I avoided everyone on most days.

I barely left my room.

I hardly touched food.

One of the days I decided to get up and go downstairs to get a drink. I rubbed my face vigorously as I got up for the first time in at least five days. It was already midday, the only time I would come out of my room because Lisa would be at work.

Lisa had been working constantly, over time and stuff. She spent most of the time in Miami for whatever 'work related reason' it was.

As I walked down stairs slowly, the never ending feeling of fatigue washed over my body.

"And a special happy September 14th to a special someone today." A peppy voice said enthusiastically as I reached the end of the stairs. "Have you guessed? It's Logan Mitchell's 18th birthday today. The teen a member of boy band Big Time Rush are currently on their world tour which is going to reach New Zeland next week. He's planning to spend it with fellow members-" The voice cut off as I walked into the room. Asha was perched on the couch as she watched the TV, though she immediately changed it when I walked into the room to Nick Tunes.

"-Put my arms around you,
And nothing even matters
And noth-"

Asha quickly changed the channel again to average daytime television.

"Boy band Big Time Rush announce their world tour is completely sold out as Logan Mitchell celebra-"

"Goddamnitt!" Asha growled lowly as I walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, Echo." Griffin said looking up, immediately turning over the gossip page of the newspaper he had been reading. "You okay?"

"Just want some water..."

I could see it, everyone was tip-toeing around me, hiding the things that could hurt me, but it hurt me more that they were trying to hide them away.

Echo, I can't even begin to explain how sorry I am. But you're more than a bet to me, you're my best friend, please Echo, talk to me. It's my 18th today. I don't want to do anything but celebrate it with you. Please? I know you're hurting right now, but please just come and see me yeah?
Camille xx

Message deleted.

"Echo, wakey wakey." A voice whispered in my ear. "It's me, Jett." My eyes fluttered open to see Jett standing at my bedside.

He gave me a genuinely kind smile and knelt down next to me.

"How you doing?"

"Not the best I've ever been."

"I figured. Look, I know you're hurting right now." Jett said, surprising me by taking a hold on my hand and holding it in his. "But, look on the bright side, you're more famous than you've ever been." He told me with a winning smirk.

He's been the first person to make me smile in 29 days, no matter how small or watery the smile was, it was a smile.

"I knew you were in there somewhere. Right, I'm here because not only is Griffin worried about you but Asha is too, so is Jerry, Linda and Camille and Miss. Minnesota and Stephanie even though you don't like her. And I am too." He said seriously. "Camille auditioned for New Town High, she was really good. We were thinking about putting her in the show but we want you more, filming doesn't start till January so you can still join. I want you to join the cast."

"No."

"Echo, you really need to do something. Moping around isn't helping anyone out here."

"I said no."

"Have you seen Kendall, he's smiling and getting on with his life, maybe you should, too."

"WHAT PART OF NO DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?"

As Big Time Rush headed to New Zealand at the end of September, they sat in another hotel room, all caught up in their own thoughts and then Logan's cell went off.

"Camille?" Logan asked instantly to the mobile.

"Put me on speaker." She said instantly, Logan did as he was asked.

"Is she okay?" James was the first to ask.

"I..I don't know." Camille burst into loud sobs over the phone.

"What happened?" Carlos asked.

"She didn't turn up for my birthday, she hasn't answered any of my messages, Asha won't say a word to anyone at school... she's not even speaking to Katie, she thinks she had something to do with it. Katie is so upset and Kendall...your mom is so disappointed in you, I visited her yesterday and she didn't know what to say. You've changed." Camille said over her sobs.

"No I haven't." Kendall said defensively, not affected at all by his mother's disappointment or his sister's loss.

"Kendall, this was all because of you." Camille suddenly became angry. "She still hasn't shown up anywhere! If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have lost my best friend, I fucking hate you Kendall Knight, burn in hell." Camille hung up.

The silence swallowed up the room as everyone stared at Logan's cell.

And I can't breathe
Without you, but I have to
Breathe
Without you, but I have to

It's two a.m., feelin' like I just lost a friend
Hope you know it's not easy, easy for me
It's two a.m., feelin' like I just lost a friend
Hope you know this ain't easy, easy for me
Taylor Swift-Breathe

I've been working hard on thinking out what to do with this story, so show me some love and review?