Thought: Wow. Wow. Thank you guys. Just…thank you. 13 of you put this story on your favorites list. 13 is my favorite number. I don't believe in coincidences. (:
By the way. I know Mrs. Knight's real name is Jennifer. But, I don't wanna use Jennifer. lol. And I know I called her Jennifer in the last chapter. But I do a lot of changing my mind.
Kendall quietly entered he and Logan's room, and Logan bolted right up when he closed the door, despite how quiet he was being. "Hey, are you okay?" Kendall asked his friend.
"You got it in," Logan accused with a smirk.
Kendall, however, wasn't as amused. "I'm sorry! I was thinking about you the whole time."
Logan's eyes shifted and he wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the energy. He wanted to respond, but he felt like if he opened his mouth again, he'd throw up. He was just feeling disgusting at this point.
Kendall just sighed. "Let me take your temperature, okay?" and he approached his friend, shoving the thermometer in his mouth, not giving him a chance to protest. They sat in silence as they waited for the minute to be up. "It's one oh three point nine. Logan, you're getting closer and closer to one oh four -"
"But it's not. I'm doing okay. I haven't even thrown up in like…just….when it is one oh four, then you can worry. Okay? Agreed?"
"I'm nervous -"
"Shhh." Logan's stomach lurched. He closed his eyes hard for a moment. "Is Carlos asleep?"
"Yeah. He passed out the second he hit the pillows."
That's when Logan found it okay to pick up his garbage can and start to spew again. "Oh, wow," Kendall commented, sitting next to him and rubbing his back. Logan didn't know why his friends thought that would comfort him. It made him feel awkward, but he didn't have the heart to tell them to stop. Besides, he did like knowing that they were there for him. Especially Kendall. Kendall was always there…you know, besides when he wasn't there.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here earlier," Kendall said softly. "I should have been here."
"Stop feeling guilty about that," responded a nearly gone voice. Logan's head was still down. "You're here now."
"I mean, I shouldn't have left knowing how sick y-"
"Shhh," Logan ordered for the second time in the past fifteen minutes. "Let's just stay quiet for a few minutes."
"Are you mad?"
"Shh."
"But-"
"Kendall, please…"
Kendall sighed, defeated. "I'm sorry." He mumbled, pulling Logan in close, wrapping an arm around him and rubbing his shoulder as he did so. And they sat like that, fitting nicely into each other, with Kendall cradling Logan, and Logan needing the comfort and feeling revulsive. They sat silently like that for a few minutes before Kendall forced Logan to lay down.
Logan shivered underneath his blankets, so Kendall decided to keep him warm, and cuddled up next to him. "Stop shaking," Kendall said softly, "It'll be okay, Logie."
When Kendall woke up, it was early in the morning, around seven. He was very tired, but he couldn't sleep because Logan wasn't next to him, or anywhere to be seen. He cursed under his breath, rolling out of Logan's bed, steering clear of the garbage and puke bucket. He had to leave something for his mom to do.
His initial thought was the bathroom, but he didn't have to go that far, seeing Logan in the living room, on the couch, curled up in his big red comforter with Carlos leaning into that on top of him. Kendall was very curious about his jealousy towards Carlos, but he didn't like it, so he tried his best to shake it off. He joined them, slipping next to Carlos. They all knew James would probably sleep till noon, puke till two, and then shower and get beautiful, eating till dinner time.
Kendall noticed the cartoons on the screen and smiled, pleased with the choice, knowing it must have been Carlos's idea. The three sat like that, on the couch, till Mama Knight walked in, two hours later. "Hi guys!" she greeted, excited to see her boys after not having seen them since the previous morning.
"Mom!" The three boys said, with big smiles on their faces, happy to see her after the time they'd been having. They were doing okay that morning, so far, so good.
"I'm wondering what you guys are doing," Angie Knight said curiously, looking at the way the boys were sitting like fallen dominoes on the couch.
"Cuddling," Carlos said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
She laughed.
"You don't expect this by now?" Kendall asked.
Angie said, "Yes, I do expect this. But usually not till twelve, when you all wake up. How are you doing Logan?"
"Mom," Kendall said, "James sleeps till twelve."
She put a hand on her hip and stared at the three of them, looking at the one all the way to the left, wrapped in his blanket with a pale face. "You're still sick, aren't you?" she accused.
Logan smiled. "Can't get anything past you."
"He's WORSE!" Carlos said, jumping up, causing Kendall to flop to the other side of the couch. "He was throwing up all night! And James was at a party and Kendall was with Jo, and I did my best, I really did. And you always say, do your best cause that's all I can. And it was! It was all I can."
"He did fine," Logan assured, seeing the look on his mother figure's face as she heard the news. "But, now that you're here….get me better quickly?"
She laughed. "Just relax. How long has it been since you threw up?"
Logan looked at Carlos. "Two Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and a Seinfeld."
Logan looked back at Angie. "Hour and a half," he said with a small nodded. "Or so."
"All night?" Angie asked.
All three of them looked at her with tired eyes and sarcastic looks. "All night." They assured.
"You probably just have the flu. Let me take your temperature."
"Oh my god, not again!" he complained.
"Come on, just one more time."
"All these guys have been doing is checking my temperature, ahem, Kendall ahem."
Carlos turned, grinning at his friend. "Kendall's just worried," he flapped.
"Well, yeah…" Kendall said, not finding Carlos amusing. "I'm worried. But I have to be, he's my best friend, he keeps throwing up, and his temperature has been over one oh three for like, seventeen hours."
Angie looked at Logan, but Logan smirked childishly. The phone suddenly rang and Mrs. Knight went for it, the boys hearing a, "Hello?…oh, hi, Don…"
Kendall rolled his eyes and stood up, too, not wanting to hear any part of this conversation. "Kendall?" Kendall glanced at Logan before proceeding back to his room. Logan didn't hestitate to follow, and closed the door behind him. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. You're the one -"
"Don't give me none of that. I'm not talking about me here, I asked if you were okay. I know how you feel about your dad."
"Yeah, you know. You're the only one, and I'd rather not talk about it."
"I hear it helps if you talk about it."
"How would you know? Like you ever talk about your parents?"
"I said I hear it helps because I don't know."
"You tell me how you feel about your dad first."
"Okay. My father is scum. He could die today and I wouldn't feel anything. I could live the rest of my life without ever seeing him again, and I plan to do so. I have never despised anybody more in my life. Think my father is cruel, pathetic, vile and disgusting. He's horrid, and I want nothing to do with him. He embarrasses me. Your turn."
Kendall took a deep breath in, not exactly expecting that. "My dad embarrassed me, too. I just don't understand why we weren't good enough for him. Why I wasn't good enough for him."
Logan looked at him. "Things just…happen, Kendall. It's not that you weren't good enough for him. He just…fell in love with someone else. You can't help who you fall in love with."
"But you chose to move to Florida, a thousand miles away from Minnesota, where your kids are."
"Actually, the distance between Minneapolis and Orlando is one thousand, five hundred and sixty nine miles."
Kendall looked at him. "Smart ass."
"More like genius."
"Logan!" Kendall whined. "You ask me for my feelings then you make jokes."
Logan laughed. "Awh, poor Kendall. What did you do when I said my feelings? Nothing."
"Because you were forced! You're supposed to be genuinely concerned."
"Oh, sorry, your highness. I didn't know I had a rule book to follow."
"It comes with the territory of being curious, little Logie."
"Not curious. More like genius."
Kendall laughed. "Okay, genius."
Note: Decided to end it there. It was getting pretty long. & I just discovered, if you haven't copied anything, press ctrl and v, it gives you the keyboard. see? 1234567890
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yeps that's right I'm so bored i checked all my keys to make sure they worked.
omg! and that last bit just popped up, because I didn't type it! not joking over here. i would never say anything like 'yeps' & i would use proper grammar notations. haha. thanks for reading. (:
