Chapter 2:

A/N: …I have nothing to say except in this chapter there will be blood and attempted suicide.

Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush blah blah blah and all that nonsense…

Previously on The Grey Theatre:

"Bye, Kendall! See you tomorrow!" Jo yelled after him as he walked into the elevator, hitting the button that said floor two. He turned and waved towards her through the glass door. Though he wouldn't be so happy as soon as he saw what was happening in his and Logan's room.

When he got up to his floor he jogged towards room 2J wanting to make sure Logan was okay. He was determined to make sure the love of his life was perfectly fine. He couldn't even bare the thought of any pain coming to Logan.

As he opened the door and walked to his room he frowned upon hearing what sounded like sobbing on the other side of the door, but as soon as he opened it he stopped short upon the sight greeting him.

3rd Person pov:

Slowly, Kendall walked into his and Logan's shared bedroom, but he didn't turn the light on, because he was afraid; afraid of what he might find. He was hoping Logan was okay and the he had been only imagining the sobbing. He was wrong though, and absolutely horrified when he found Logan; his best friend, and long time crush.

Logan was sitting on the floor near his bed, curled into a ball, sobbing with blood running all down his arms, and an empty pill bottle in his hands. Logan didn't know how he had talked himself into this in less than twenty minutes, but he knew that now nothing was ever going to be the same as it was ever again, and he most likely wouldn't be able survive anyway. After all he knew how to be thorough when trying to kill himself. He had slit his wrists right down the middle and downed an entire bottle of anti-depressants hoping that overdosing would work if by chance he was found before he could bleed out. He looked up slowly when he heard a gasp and saw a horrified looking Kendall who was frozen in his spot.

Kendall didn't know what to think. All that was happened was, he had walked into his room, saw the love of his life trying to kill himself, and he didn't know why. After breaking out of his shocked stupor he quickly raced over to Logan. When he got to him Kendall immediately saw the tear tracks on his face causing tears to well up in his own eyes.

Now is not the time to cry, Kendall. Right now the guy you love needs your help, Kendall thought as he blinked back tears. He steadily picked Logan up and carried him to the bathroom without protest from the smaller boy and also without noticing the crumpled up piece of paper that Logan had been clenching in his hand.

When he got to the bathroom he sat Logan on the toilet seat and grabbed a towel pressing it over his still bleeding arms. He noticed the glazed dead look in Logan's brown eyes and panicked. He looked like he didn't care and wasn't ashamed to have been caught trying to kill himself…truthfully though he looked like he wanted to die.

"Logan why? Why did you do this?" Kendall sobbed still not noticing the pill bottle Logan had yet to drop.

"Because," he responded slowly swaying a little bit in his spot, "I want to die." He then let go of the pill bottle making it drop to the floor making a loud smacking sound. Kendall froze and immediately after grabbed the bottle looking at it closely before his eyes widened in horror.

It was a bottle of strong hospital anti-depressants prescribed in Logan's name. Kendall immediately knew that if Logan didn't get to the hospital soon he would die no matter what Kendall did to try and stop it.

After seeing the bottle and the glazed look in Logan's eyes he grabbed his phone and dialed 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" a woman asked sounding incredibly bored.

"My friend just tried to commit suicide. I need an ambulance quick," Kendall replied and if paid close enough attention you could hear the pain in his voice along with panic.

"What is your friend's location?" she asked no longer sounding like she didn't care.

"The Palm Woods hotel in apartment 2J on the second floor. Please hurry I don't know how long he's been sitting here," Kendall replied uneasily. He didn't want to think of how long he had been planning on doing this, he didn't want to know why he did it either, and he most certainly didn't want to think that maybe it was his, Carlos' and James' fault that this happened. He was broken from his thoughts when the woman spoke again.

"Okay sir, paramedics are on there way now in an ambulance."

"Thank you," Kendall replied as he looked at Logan whose eyes were now drooping.

"For now try and keep your friend awake," the woman said.

"O-okay," Kendall replied as he hung up the phone. He moved over to Logan and patted him gently on the cheek. "Hey buddy. Help is coming. You're going to be okay."

Logan looked at him and replied, "Kendall…why? Why did you call them?...I want to die…and I'm not worth your time to try and s-save me." Kendall just looked at him completely shocked and horrified that he could think that way. What was worse was the fact that he was stuttering and looking about ready to pass out at any moment.

"Logan of course you're worth it," Kendall said as he looked him in the eye tightly gripping his wrist. Logan hissed softly in pain from his fresh cuts. Kendall immediately pulled back shocked. He had forgotten about the cuts…but what was worse was that he had opened some of the older ones and Logan was now bleeding even more.

"L-Logan I am so sorry and-" he cut off when he noticed Logan bleeding from more than one cut on his arm now. He knew for a fact that Logan had only cut himself a few times and not nearly deep enough to cause it to bleed this badly. He pulled the towel away hesitantly, wiping Logan's arm in the process, and gasped in shock when he saw some of the scars that were marring Logan's ivory skin.

"Logan-," Kendall was cut off as paramedics rushed into the apartment. "We're in here!" Kendall immediately called and they followed his voice to the bathroom where they pushed Kendall to the side of the wall and picked Logan up loading him onto a stretcher.

As they rushed out of the apartment with Kendall following the only thought in Kendall's mind was, I hope he'll be okay. While the only thought going through Logan's mind was, Let me die. Please let me die. The band will probably hate me after this.

When they got to the ambulance the paramedics looked at Kendall and pushed him back.

"You have to let me on, please, he's my best friend!" Kendall screamed trying to push past one of the paramedics.

"We are sorry sir but we cannot allow you to come. We're sorry." Then the paramedics jumped into the ambulance, But before they could close the door Kendall put his hand in the way.

"Please, let me on. I love him."

Instead of arguing the paramedic let him on and the ambulance started up and drove out of sight.

~At the pool just before the ambulance came~

Carlos and James were having a great time at the pool. They were both flirting with girls and enjoying swimming. That immediately stopped when an ambulance came zooming into the parking lot with its sirens blaring. Everyone was by now quiet and exchanging glances. They were all worried. Everyone looked back to the parking lot and gasped when the paramedics came running out…with Logan on a stretcher and Kendall trailing closely behind blood all over his shirt.

A/N: Alright well that's the end of this chapter…please review.