1000 Oceans
Summary: Carlos is all alone in this new world of his. He has not Kendall to guide him. No Logan to help with math. No James to love him. So can he survive and handle it?
So no one kill me... but this is a character death fic! It just randomly came to me... and I never write angst... so don't kill me!
His ipod blared music in his ears. Carlos sniffed back the tears as he walked down a deserted street. His backpack banged against his back. His ipod cradled in his hoodie pocket, along with his phone and wallet.
Carlos reached into his pocket, and pulled out the one thing he kept most sacred.
"James..." He sniffed again as tears fell down onto the picture. He stroked his thumb over the surface. It was of Carlos with his arms around the neck of his closest friend, and significant other, James Diamond. Next to the two was the Latino's other best friends, Kendall Knight and Logan Mitchel. All four had smiles on their faces. It was taken right after their first concert.
"James I miss you so much..." Carlos sniffed, and placed the picture back into his pocket. "I just want things to go back to normal..." He stopped walking, and sat down on a curb.
'But they won't... You know that...' The voice in his head told him.
"I want my friends back... I want to be in James' arms once more..." He whispered to himself.
'But they're gone... Kendall, James, and Logan... all gone.' The voice snickered.
"I should have died with them..."
'Maybe you should've...' the voice yelled.
Carlos glanced up into the night sky, and rain started to pour.
He was alone... Ms. Knight moved back to Minnesota with Katie after the incident. She offered to take Carlos back home with her. But he refused. He was 18. He was an adult. He was capable of taking care of himself. At least he hoped he could.
*Two Days Ago*
"James! I wanna go swimming!" Carlos hopped up and down in his swim trunks. A towel draped over his shoulders. "James! Come on! James... James… Jamie! Jamie! Jay!"
"Okay Carlos. Hold on." James chuckled and emerged from the bathroom in his own swim trunks, and a t-shirt.
"Yay!" Carlos smiled and took James' hand.
"Where you two headed?" Kendall asked, opening his bed room door.
"Really Kendall? We're just wearing our swim trunks for nothing." James rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah... I know... It was a joke." Kendall chuckled.
"Where's Logan?" Carlos asked, still bouncing on his toes.
"He went to the store. He should be back soon." Kendall smiled.
"Well we better head down to the pool before Carlos gets any more antsy." James laughed.
"Finally!" Carlos cheered and pulled on his hockey helmet. "Bye Kendall." He smiled and slapped his helmet a couple times.
"Have fun you goofs." Kendall smiled and went over to the couch.
"Bye." James waved before leaving.
Kendall walked into his and Logan's shared room, and flopped on his bed.
He grabbed his phone off his nightstand.
-Hey Logie, you gonna be home soon?- Kendall texted, and made his way back out to the living room.
He plopped on the couch and grabbed the remote off the coffee table
"Man nothing is on..." Kendall groaned as he flipped through the channels. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket as he flipped to the news channel.
He grabbed it as the newswoman spoke. He looked up from his phone to the TV.
"We are currently outside the famous Palm Woods. We have been told there is an armed man in there, holding the lobbyist hostage." The woman paused, putting her hand up to her earpiece.
Kendall's eyes got wide as he looked down to the text he got from Logan.
-Kendall. Help. There is some guy with a gun here.-
He jumped to his feet as he heard a gunshot from below.
He ran to the door as the woman started to talk again.
"There has been a gun shot from inside. There is still no word who the armed man is." Kendall heard as he ripped the front door open and ran towards the stairs.
As he ran down the stairs another gunshot rang through the lobby.
"NO! Not Bitters!" One of the Jennifer's cried out.
"Shut up you bitch!" The masked man yelled, grabbing her hair and throwing the blonde Jenifer against the wall. "Now whose gonna tell me who they are?" He pointed the gun around the lobby. Causing the brunette Jennifer to scream. "Tell Me! Now!"
The people kept silent. Carlos shrunk back behind the counter hugging James. Logan hid behind a chair, his grocery bags spilled amongst the floor. Ms. Knight and Katie cuddled in the corner. The Jennifer's, Jo, and Camille huddled together about a foot away from Logan.
"Someone better fucking tell me who the members of Big Time Rush are!" The man turned to Katie and Ms. Knight. "You!"
"No! Mom!" Katie cried out as she was yanked from her mother.
"Katie!" She cried out, reaching for her daughter.
"Let me go!" Katie screamed. "Please!"
"You surely know who the guys from Big Time Rush are! You're a teenage girl." The man shook her.
"I... I don't. I don't know who they are!" Katie sobbed.
"Tell me! I know you know who they are!" He screamed, and held the gun to her head.
"No! Not my daughter!" Ms. Knight cried out.
"Katie!" Logan screamed.
Kendall slammed the door open.
"No! Kendall!" Ms. Knight screamed from across the lobby.
"Oh so you're Kendall..." The man dropped Katie to his feet and held the gun up to the blonde.
"Yeah. Who are you to ask?" Kendall spat. "Why don't you just leave?"
"Heh!" He scoffed. "I will. Once the members of Big Time Rush are dead!" He yelled, "Any last words, gay boy?" He asked, holding the gun towards him.
"What the hell did my band ever do to you?" Kendall asked.
"You guys became famous! When all you guys are, is a bunch a fags who need to die. So I ask again, Any last words?"
"Yeah, I love you Logan." Kendall whispered to the brunette.
"Kendall…" Logan gasped. "No! Don't!" The brunette yelled over at Kendall. "Don't leave me!" The masked man rolled his eyes and pulled the trigger. Kendall gasped, grabbed his chest where the bullet hit, and collapsed to the ground. Dead before he hit the ground.
"Kendall!" Logan, James, and Carlos all ran to the blonde.
"Kendall! NO!" Logan sobbed against the blondes' blood soaked t-shirt. "I love you to…"
"So you three are the rest of that faggot band!" The man laughed evil like.
The three stood and turned to face the man. Angry but terrified looks in their eyes.
"Which one was this fag's boyfriend?" He asked.
"I was!" Logan sobbed, stepping forward. "And you killed him you bastard!"
The masked man took aim, and Logan stood proud. "You can't make me die in shame! I'll just join Kendall in heaven!" Logan stated.
"Logan! No!" James gasped as the masked man pulled the trigger, causing the smart brunette to fall next to Kendall.
"Now what about you two?" The man asked.
"I'm in the band as well. But he isn't!" James told him, pointing to Carlos. "Carlos is just a friend! Kill me, and you have the entire band killed." He uttered.
"James..." Carlos gasped and grabbed the pretty boys' hand. "No… don't do this… Please! I can't have you leave me as well…"
"I love you Carlos..." James whispered, kissing the top of the Latinos' head. "You're my life."
"Good!" The man chuckled and shot the gun one last time. James fell, causing his hand to slip from Carlos' grasp, as his body jerked downwards.
Carlos looked in shock at his three dead friends then to the killer.
"Kill me!" He begged.
"Nah. I just came to kill the Big Time Fags." He shook his head, and ran out the door and right into the line of fire from the police. Carlos gasped as realization set in.
He collapsed to his knees. "James... Kendall... Logan... why!" He sobbed, gripping the blood-covered shirt that James wore. "James!" He cried out. "No!"
"Carlos!" Ms. Knight and Katie both ran over to the sobbing boy. "Carlos let go." Ms. Knight pulled the Latinos' grasp from James.
She held the sobbing boy as cops rushed into the lobby and over to the bodies.
"There are three dead over here!" One cop yelled, running over to Carlos and his dead friends.
"And one over here." A different cop yelled standing over Bitters' dead body.
"We are reporting live from the Palm Woods. There are four confirmed deaths." A reporter ran in carrying a microphone and a man with a camera followed.
"Go away!" Carlos screamed to the two, as he latched back on to James' shirt.
"Three of the victims are the hot new boy band Big Time Rush. James Diamond, Kendall Knight, and Logan Mitchel were found dead. The only living band member is Carlos Garcia." The woman faced the camera.
"Carlos why are you the only one alive?" She shoved the microphone in his face.
"Because James lied and told the man I wasn't in the band... To protect me..." Carlos sobbed.
"Who was the first to die?" She asked.
"Kendall..." He sniffed. "Then Logan... and then... Why the hell is it any of your business?" Carlos lashed out. "Get the fuck away from my friends!" He screamed. Soon a pair of cops kicked out the two.
"Son. You need to let go, so we can take them down the morgue." A cop told him.
"But..." Carlos sobbed as James, Kendall, and Logan were placed in body bags.
*Current time*
Carlos shuddered at the memories, and pulled his hood over his head and walked up to the darkened building that was Rocque Records. He walked up to the door and yanked on the handle. It was unlocked to Carlos' surprise, so he walked in, and out of the rain. He took the stairs up to the 3rd floor where Gustavo's office was. As he rounded the corner, he saw a light streaming from under the closed door. He knocked twice.
"What! Who is it?" Gustavo screamed out.
He opened the door, causing Gustavo and Kelly to both gasp.
"Carlos!" Kelly ran over and pulled him in. "Where have you been?" She asked.
"Oh you still care? Since I'm a nobody again." Carlos sighed, as he dropped his backpack to the floor and pulled his rain soaked hoodie off.
"We care. Ever since Big Time Rush ended because of their deaths, We have been worried on your well being. Where are you living?" Kelly asked.
"Uhm, last night I slept under a bridge, the night before, I was kicked out of the apartment, because I couldn't pay. Ms. Knight and Katie moved back to Minnesota, and took Kendall, James, and Logan, home to be buried."
"Carlos! I can keep paying for you to live at the Palm Woods." Gustavo offered.
"Really?" He looked up.
"Yeah. Oh and here. Ms. Knight dropped this off here before she left..." Kelly pulled his helmet from under Gustavo's desk.
"Thanks..." Carlos took it from her, and slid it on his head, clicking the straps together.
"Carlos. What if you tried a solo career?" Kelly suggested.
"Sing without the guys? I dunno... They can all sing way better that I can..." Carlos shrugged.
"Try?" Kelly begged.
"Okay. I'll try..." Carlos nodded.
"Do it for the guys..." Kelly smiled.
"It'll do it for them. For James, Kendall, and Logan." Carlos smiled for the first time in the past two days.
"Now all we have to do is get you a new apartment at the Palm Woods." Gustavo stood. "Kelly can you go with him and get him a new one? And we'll remodel it to your liking." He told the Latino.
"Thanks Gustavo." Carlos smiled, as he left with Kelly.
"Carlos! You're back!" Camille and Jo both hugged him tightly, as he and Kelly stood at the front desk of the Palm Woods.
"Yeah." Carlos nodded.
"I thought you left." Jo asked. "Why are you back?"
"I'm gonna do a solo album…" Carlos told them.
"That's so cool." Camille smiled. "Kendall, James, and Logan would appreciate that."
"Yeah!" Jo agreed.
"He needs a new apartment." Kelly told the new manager.
"I can do that." The young man nodded. "I'm Mikylo, Mr. Bitters was my uncle."
"Oh okay." Carlos nodded. "I'm Carlos…" He paused as Mikylo gasped.
"You were on the news! You were in that band that got shot."
"Yeah. My best friends…" Carlos sniffed. "So can I have a new apartment?"
"Yes! Of course!" He nodded and handed him a single key. "Room 4E."
"Thanks." Carlos smiled.
"I'll call you tomorrow morning to wake you, and then I'll come pick you up at 10." Kelly told him.
"Nah. I'll drive. I still have the Big Time Rush Mobile." Carlos told her.
"If you want, we can get you a new car…" Kelly offered.
"Nah. I like the memories." Carlos told her.
"Okay Carlos, see you tomorrow." She smiled, and hugged him.
"Bye." He waved and made his way to the elevator.
"Hey Jennifers."
"Carlos!" They all yelled out, and tackled him in a hug.
"How are you?" The curly haired Jennifer asked.
"Fine. I'm gonna start my solo career." Carlos told them.
"By yourself?" Brunette Jennifer asked.
"Yes you retard!" Curly haired Jennifer yelled.
"Good luck Carlos." Blonde Jennifer told him.
"Thanks guys. Well I'm tired, so I'm gonna go to bed."
"Bye." They waved as the elevator closed.
"4E…" He sighed and opened the door. The apartment wasn't too horrible. It just needed new paint… and new carpet… and okay it was awful. "The beginning to my new life…" Carlos sighed, and curled up on the old couch.