Disclaimer: Do not own any of the BTR boys or company.
Pairings: Kogan and eventual Jarlos
Warnings: boy x boy/dark themes/supernatural creepyness of epic proportions!
Note: Sequel to Nightmare Before Love and Nightmare Revisited.
Real World Verse
The little apartment of 2J was quiet in the early morning light. L.A traffic filtered through the windows, with the occasional sounds of people two stories below starting their day. Various exchanges of good mornings, splishy splashing in the pool, a dog here and there barking in the park nearby.
Nothing but a typical morning...with no indication, whatsoever, that the day that would follow would be anything but the same.
The first sounds of stirring often came from a familiar source in this home. Mamma Knight padding gently into the kitchen, making her coffee, putting together breakfast. If one would ask her what her favorite time of day was, she would say this. These few and precious moments of quiet...which were about to end in 3...2...1...
"Ow! Mom! Kendall's being a jerk again!"
"She's been playing angry birds on my phone...again! She erased my last game!"
"Well if your scores were any good then I could see why you'd be upset..."
"Who used my Cuda Man Hair Gel? Huh! Who!"
"Where's my helmet? Has anyone seen my helmet!"
The horde of angry, tired and loud adolescents entered the kitchen, tearing apart the quiet serenity that had, just moments ago, been comfortably settled. Now, chaos ruled.
James stomped over to Kendall, holding the empty bottle in his hand, "You're hair is looking rather put together this morning." He said with a air of accusation. Kendall, who was currently holding his iPhone high up in the air as his younger sister kept attempting to jump up and grab it, rolled his eyes at his friend.
"I didn't use your stupid hair gel." He paused, turning to Carlos who had torn the couch apart in his quest to find his missing head gear, "But rumor has it that our little Latin lover had himself a date last night...so chances are he was looking for a little pick-me-up."
Blue eyes of ice turned to Carlos, who finally jumped up triumphant, placing his beloved helmet onto his head, completely unaware of this exchange between two of his best friends
"Hey I found it-" Carlos began, turning to his family, only to be met face to face with James, glaring at him.
"Oh...h-hey-" Carlos began, but jumped when James began speaking.
"So I heard you had a date last night."
Chuckling nervously, Carlos said, "Oh...uh...well..."
But James cut him off, advancing on the boy, "Who was she? What was her name? Where did you go? Did you use my hair gel!"
"Uh...uh..." Carlos stammered, stepping back nervously at the questions being fired at him. He slipped on a orange pillow, tumbling to the ground.
"Well?" James said, crossing his arms and waited for an answer as he towered over the boy.
"James...leave Carlos alone. It's to early for interrogations." Mama Knight said with a yawn, walking over to the boys with two plates of pancakes in her hands, "Clean up this mess before you eat." She finished, walking over to the dinning room table and placing the plates down.
"Where's Logan?" Katie asked Kendall, her mouth stuffed full of pancakes and syrup. She gulped them down loudly when her mother gave her a stern look for speaking with her mouth full. Kendall plopped down next to his sister, digging into the food, "Still asleep."
"What?" Said James, sitting down across from Kendall, "He's normally the first one up after your mom."
Speaking of Mama Knight, the elder woman was regarding her son questioningly over a cup of coffee. "Kendall?" She began, "Is he alright?"
Nodding, Kendall avoided looking at her, instead saying, "Yeah fine." Just as she was about to question him again, Kendall cut her off, turning to Carlos and loudly saying, "So! You had a date last night! Tell us all about it."
He blatantly ignored his mothers sigh of frustration, and instead focused on Carlos who froze with a fork halfway to his already stuffed face; a bit of maple syrup rolling down his chin.
"Um..." He began, then swallowed his food loudly before putting down his fork, "It was...fine."
"Whatever happened to Muffy?" Katie asked Carlos.
Wincing, he answered, "She ended up moving...to Transylvania."
"So who was she?" James asked, glaring at Carlos. "Your date? Anyone we know? Did she like your hair?"
The Latino regarded James nervously and answered, "Oh um...n-no one really. It wasn't...it's not a big deal."
"Well someones being evasive." Katie exclaimed, then shrugged when everyone turned to her with a small glare, "What? It's true!"
Carlos suddenly jumped up, avoiding looking at everyone, "Um...I'm gonna jump in the shower." He mumbled, then dashed off towards the bathroom.
While James, Kendall and Mama Knight all looked at each other, confused at Carlos's evasive behavior, Katie just sighed. "I do not want to grow up. Relationships seem way to complicated." She paused to shove some more pancakes into her mouth, "I'm never dating!"
"Good." All three people at the table said, which caused Katie to roll her eyes.
"What's good?" A voice mumbled from the hallway, and everyone turned to see Logan shuffle into the room. He ran a hand through his messy hair, while dark circles were lined prominently under his eyes, and his voice was craggy and rough.
"I'm never dating." Katie called out triumphantly, and Logan nodded.
"Good." He agreed, plopping down in a seat next to Kendall. He laid his head on the boys shoulder, and Kendall gently ran a hand through though Logan's morning mop top.
"You all right honey?" Mama Knight asked, shooting Kendall a questioning glare, to which her son just sighed and shook his head.
"Yeah. Just...tired." Logan answered, forcing himself off Kendall to blearily look at the others, trying to give them a small, reassuring smile.
"You want some breakfast?" Kendall asked before Mama Knight could, and even though Logan gave a small grimace, he nodded. He knew even if he said no, Kendall would just push him to eat anyways, so he gave in.
"You look awful." Katie said, then turned to James, "At least you know he's not stealing your Cuda stuff."
"That possibility hasn't been fully explored yet." James said, watching as Logan rolled his eyes at the two before grabbing Katie and giving her a little noogie.
"Hey watch the hair!" She exclaimed, laughing.
"Why? You're never dating. You don't need to look cute for anyone." Logan said, then smiled up at Kendall as the blond placed some pancakes in front of Logan. Their eyes locked for a moment, and Kendall silently sent Logan a direct order: eat.
Sighing, Logan tore his eyes away and picked up a fork, slowly working his way through the food.
"Well I have some stuff I need to get done today. What are you boys doing?" Mama Knight asked trying to change the conversation from her daughter dating (a frightening thought) while still looking over Logan with her natural motherly worry.
"Pool." Kendall answered.
"Pool." James answered.
"Pool." Logan answered.
"Angry birds." Katie answered, "Ow!" She yelled glaring at Kendall who had kicked her none to gently under the table. "Fine. I'll see if I can borrow Taylor's game." She shot at him, sighing as she stood up. "At least he doesn't mind when I beat his low scores." She muttered, walking towards her room, then artfully dodged a flying sock being thrown by her brother.
Standing, Mama Knight began clearing the dishes, "Okay boys. I'm going to get ready. If you need me I'll have my cell."
"Kay." All three boys chorused their answer as the elder Knight left the room.
James stood as well, "I'm going to see if I can get more information out of Carols about this mystery date of his."
"Dude, why do you care?" Kendall asked.
"Friends do not keep secrets." James answered.
"James, we keep secrets from each other all the time." Logan said, looking up at his friend, "And Carlos will tell us when he's ready."
Huffing, James crossed his arms, "What? I tell you guys everything! I can't believe you keep things from me!"
Logan and Kendall shared another look, then Kendall turned to James, "So...you want us to be completely honest with you. About everything?" At James energetic nod, Kendall smirked and said, "Even about what Logan and I did yesterday? And last night?" With a waggle of his eyebrows he shot a suggestive glance at his now beat red boyfriend and continued, "What we'll probably do later today-"
"Okay!" James exclaimed, "Fine. You don't have to tell me everything." Sighing he grabbed his empty bottle, "And this Cuda mystery isn't over yet!" He yelled before stomping away.
Alone, Kendall turned to Logan, "How are you feeling?"
A shrug, "Okay...better." He paused, "Thanks for letting me sleep in. I needed that extra hour."
Nodding, "Last night was...rough" Kendall began, then frowned when Logan froze. "Baby. Maybe you should talk to someone about these nightmares. They're hardly bad dreams anymore...more like night terrors."
Putting down his fork, Logan ran his hands on his face, sighing and shaking his head, "I just don't understand it. I was doing so much better...and now...these nightmares coming back..." He scratched the back of his neck, "I don't know. They're different. Before...it was always things I recognized. Like...memories. Now...things are familiar...but everything's upside down." He pleaded with Kendall to understand, but he knew the boy couldn't. "I don't know. Maybe I should talk to someone. I don't know why my nightmares keep getting worse...and more frequent. It's been like what? Three weeks in a row? It sucks. And it's not fair to you-"
"Hey." Kendall cut Logan off, "Don't worry about me okay? I already told you I'm sticking with you no matter what." He grabbed Logan's hand and pulled it to his lips, kissing it while sliding his other hand along the back of Logan's neck. He pulled him in close so that their foreheads were connected, "I just hate seeing you suffer like this."
Nodding, Logan said, "I know you don't want me to worry about you. But I care about you so I'm going to worry okay? And I want to get better, for the both of us." He sighed, "I just wish I could understand what's going on. Almost a year and a half with only occasional nightmares and now all of a sudden, it's every night?" He sighed again, "I don't know Kendall."
Kendall lifted his head and pulled Logan's forehead in for a kiss, "How about you finish your breakfast, take a shower, and then meet me down by the pool okay? We'll talk about what we're going to do next." He squeezed Logan's hand, which he had yet to let go of, "We'll figure this out. I promise."
Logan gazed at Kendall with open and complete adoration, "I love you." He said, raising his free hand to cup Kendall's cheek, "I'm so lucky to have you."
Scoffing, Kendall replied cheekily, "I know." Then laughed when Logan swatted him, "I'm kidding baby. And I'm the lucky one." He wrapped his arms around Logan and squeezed the boy tight, "Never letting you go."
Hugging him back, Logan enjoyed being in Kendall's embrace for the moment, until they let go. "See you in twenty minutes?" Logan asked as Kendall stood and nodded. "Take your time."
Kendall leaned forward and kissed Logan, "I'll miss you." He whispered when he pulled away. Logan just rolled his eyes, "It wont be long I promise." But Logan watched Kendall's every movement as he made his way to the apartment door and left.
With a sigh, now alone, Logan stood, slowly and carefully. A wave of exhaustion he had been holding back swept over his face, and his eyes darkened with nerves. He wrapped his arms around himself, shuddering as he looked around the empty room. "Just a dream Logan. It can't hurt you. It was all just a dream." He shuddered, closing his eyes to shake away the thoughts that were crawling towards the front of his mind.
Not able to be alone a second more, Logan looked around once more, then left.
Silence descended onto the room again. Even and quiet until the next inhabitant made itself known. But for now it would wait patiently...not to be disturbed-
A crackle. A small sound of something foreign and wrong that didn't belong in this small home. Then, that sound again, this time louder and accompanying with a broken line of light that one would consider a long line of electricity...or something else...
Again. A spark. Longer and louder, it was clawing it's way into this home, breaking the bonds that held it together, changing it from what it is...to what this spark wanted it to be.
With one last effort, the spark came back, longer, louder, and this time splintering into a spiderweb of bright light...it opened wide enough so that something could fall through.
A figure, not small but not large enough to do damage landed on the floor of this apartment, covered in smoke and emitting coughing sounds that sounded more like a dying hack, but actually belonged to a small girl.
The figure groaned, then crawled over to the orange couch, using it as leverage to lift herself up. Dressed in black robes, donning a large witches hat, the figure waved away the smoke emoting from her clothing to look around at the surroundings. Narrowing her brown eyes, the young girl who shared her face with the pretty girl in photos around the home, placed a hand on her back, while the other hand stretched out into the open.
With another loud crack, a long broom fell through the the last spark that split the air in two, and landed neatly in her hand.
Moaning in pain, she muttered," You call yourself a witch?" She twisted her back, wincing at the sounds of her back popping, "Girl, you've really got to work on your landing."
She looked around at the empty apartment, and nodded, satisfied she was in the right place, "Okay. Let's get to work."
So the updates for this story might be slow going for a while. I'm going to try and plow through Proof Of Love, which is about halfway finished, and when I'm done with that I can focus more on this story. But I am going to update this as soon as I can! I hope you like whats to come and review are always loved and appreciated!
xoxo BA