Authors Note: Well i know this chapter isn't that long, but i wanted to post. Thanks to those who have read this story. Please review and let me know if there is something that you wan to happen in the story!

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Carlos stopped talking and stared at his hands, with tears streaming down his cheeks. He raised his eyes to look at James.

James didn't know what to say he just sat there, shaking his head in his hands. He looked up to meet Carlos' pained eyes.

"Why didn't you tell us what happened? How did we not know that something was wrong?" James couldn't stop the tears coming this time as he broke down from hearing all the pain his best friend went through.

"I didn't know how to tell you, I didn't want to have to face up to it myself. You did know something was wrong, you all did, but whenever you asked me I pushed you away. I remember walking past your room one day and hearing you tell yourself 'if there was something wrong he would tell me, there's nothing wrong, he would tell me, he would tell me'. I didn't want you guys to judge me, I thought you would hate me for being gay, and for letting what he did to me happen."

"I'm so sorry" James whispered.

"You don't have to be sorry, you have nothing to be sorry for" Carlos replied.

James pulled Carlos into a hug, they cried on each other shoulders consoling each other. They stayed like that for what could have been hours before Carlos pulled away.

"I'm scared he's going to come after me for putting him in jail." Carlos confessed.

"He will not come anywhere near you, I won't let him lay a hand on you."

James convinced Carlos to tell Kendall, Logan, Mrs Knight and Katie what had happened to him. Mrs Knight broke down crying part way through, Katie had a pained expression, Logan had a look of disbelief on his face, and Kendall had a hard expression on his face. James laid a hand on Carlos' shoulder encouragingly as he repeated to them what he had just told James.

"Bastard," Logan whispered. Mrs Knight didn't even tell him off for using bad language.

"I'm going to kill him," Kendall said harshly.

"Don't be an idiot Kendall," James said.

"Why not, were you not listening to what that fucking asshole did to Carlos?" Kendall bellowed, standing up and shoving James' shoulders.

"STOP AND SIT DOWN NOW!"

Everyone quieted at Carlos's outburst and turned towards him. He just shook his head and walked towards his room, slamming the door loudly upon entry. Kendall shrank back down into his chair and dropped his head into his hands. Logan sat there face blank. Katie was rubbing Mrs Knight's back as she continued to sob. James was fuming, the anger building up inside him. He grabbed his gym bag and walked out of the apartment without saying a word.

He changed robotically into grey sweat pants and a blank tank before entering into the gym and heading straight for the punching bags. He barely had enough patience to strap his hands before letting all his anger into the bag, not even registering that he was crying the entire time.

James felt like an asshole. He had been standing outside 2J for the past 10 minutes contemplating what he would say to his friends when he went inside. I mean what could he say, he walked out when his best friend needed him. Carlos needed him and he went and left him.

"Fuck I'm such an idiot!" James groaned pulling at his hair. He pulled back his fist and punched the wall beside the door, before sliding down the wall and sinking to the floor. His head dropped into his hands, with no energy left to be angry.

"You're not an idiot James, sure sometimes you act like one, but you most certainly aren't one," came Carlos' timid voice as he shut the door quietly behind him before lowering himself down to James' level.

James had not even heard the door open he was so lost in self loathing thoughts.

"Yes I am, I walked, I took the easy road out, just like fucking always. I should have been the strong one and been looking after you ... and ...and"

"James, stop. Okay? For the last time you are not an idiot, you are my best friend, you let me cry on your shoulder all of today, how can you say you weren't looking after me?"Carlos put his hands on top of James' and dragged them away from his face.

"I just want to make everything better, but I don't know how." Tears were falling from James' hazel eyes at this point.

"You already are," Carlos gave James a small smile before standing up off the wall and extending a hand to help his friend up. James took it and stood up, towering over his small Latino friend. James reached for the doorhandle only to be stopped by Carlos' hand on his.

"James..."Carlos whispered before putting his arms around James neck and pulling him in for a hug.

"...Thank you." He finished.

James just bought his hand around Carlos waist and held him close, resting his head on his shoulder. Carlos was safe when he was near him, he didn't ever want to let him go.