Coming To Terms
Chapter 1: The Call
Kendall's POV
It's been almost two years since Jo left, and I still can't get her off my mind. Jo was my first true love. I mean I have gotten over her, but she and I are still friends. James, Carlos, and Logan have been there for me since she left for New Zealand to film her three year film deal. But it all changed that day I got a call. In case you don't know, I am Kendall Knight from the band Big Time Rush.
Camille, Logans' girlfriend was sitting on the couch.
R-ring. R-ring. R-ring.
"Hello." The strange womans voice said as I picked up the phone.
"Hello. Who is this?"
"Hi. My name is Rochelle Taylor. I am Jo Taylor's sister. I am calling for a Mr. Kendall Knight. Is he busy?"
"This is he. What is this about?"
"I am so sorry to inform you that my sister is in the hospital. She has a late stage form of leukemia. We brought her back home from overseas, and she is at Hope Seatle Grace Hospital. She requested that I call you. She really wants to see you."
"OH MY GOD! IS SHE OK?" I yelled out loud as the boys, my mom and sister ran to the living room of our Palm Woods apartment.
"She is hanging in there, but could you and the guys come as soon as posible? The doctors' don't know how long she has." She said as we ended the call.
My hands are trembling and the room feels like it's spinning.
"What's wrong, dude?" James asked as he came over to comfort me.
"I-I-It's Jo! S-s-she has c-c-cancer, and the doctors' don't know how long she has to live! She really wants us to go see her." I said, as all three of us ran to the elevator, leaving my mom, Katie, and Camille alone in the apartment.
It seemed like forever but we finally arrived at Hope Seatle Grace. My whole body is shaking from the news I had recieved. How could this happen? Jo is a very special person, she did not deserve this to happen to her! I don't know what I would do if I had lost her.
It seemed like a bajillion minutes, but we finally reached the cancer ward of the hospital. We stopped at the reception desk to ask what room my ex-girlfriend was in.
"Jo Taylor... She is in room 525."
At first I was hesitant to go, but I knew my sweet beautiful girl needed me to be with her. I opened the door and was suprised at what I saw. She was not the girl that I knew. She was pale gray and very skinny. Tubes were coming out of her arms, she had an oxygen mask covering her face, and I instantly dropped to my knees and tears were flowing heavily.
"Kendall!" She tried to scream, but her voice sounded squeaky.
"How can this happen? It was like I just saw you! I wish you could've told me when you first found this out!" I was starting to get hysterical.
"Kendall, honey. I just found this out. My sister noticed that I haven't been myself lately. And when she took me to the doctor, it had already advanced. That's when I decided I wanted to come home and start my treatment here, so you could be with me. I don't want you to feel like I'm leaving you out of all this."
"It's not fair. You have always lived a healthy lifestyle. How long have you been home?"
"I haven't been home but three days. I wanted a day to get used to the news before I called you. I haven't even had time to call Camille and tell her. You and the guys were literally the first people I told. You are really starting to worry me, are you ok?"
"I feel like I can hardly breathe. I don't feel good, and the world feel like it's spinning."