Logan woke up, he rolled over. Every morning he wishes that Kendall was there again, he dreamed it. I hoped he wished. Kendall was still not there; no matter what he did Kendall wasn't coming back. He got out of bed, walked to the kitchen. He made breakfast, still hoping Kendall would appear. He never did, he was never coming back, and Logan knew that too.
Every day James comes over to make sure Logan is okay. Every day Logan is sitting on the couch, looking out the window. Tears rolling down his eyes, he looks at James. "Bring him back, please" he cried. James just holds back the tears and holds Logan for hours.
Everyone knew, everyone knew Logan was going to have a break down. All they could do was wait. They knew it was coming, they just weren't sure when. They were all prepared, prepared for everything breaking, things thrown everywhere. They were prepared for that. But not this they were not prepared for what actually came.
