A/N: I really don't have much to say LOL I just wish more people were reading this...

As the bell rang I let out a sigh of relief, time just seemed to move so slow. As I was walking to my locker I spotted my team surrounding someone. I could tell because they had on their jerseys. I ignored them and went to my locker.

After putting my books in my locker I leaned against it and waited for Logan. I noticed the crowed around the guys got bigger. Curiosity got the best of me and I walked over. People seemed to move out of my way like they were waiting for me to show up or something. As the crowd cleared out of my way I was standing behind Jett.

I tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around smiling at me and said "Glad you made it, apparently he hasn't learned his lesson."

When I looked past him my eyes connected with Logan's. He was on the ground crying as Wayne-Wayne grabbed him by his sweatervest, breaking our eye contact. I immediately pushed Jett out the way and punched Wayne-Wayne in the face. He fell over and the crowd moved out of his way as he looked up at me, shocked. I picked up Logan bridal style and felt him put his head on my shoulder as I turned around. Jett looked at me completely shocked. I began to leave and almost everyone was shocked at what I had just did as they moved out of my way.

As I walked to the parking lot I heard two people call my name. I turned around to see my bestfriends James and Carlos, they were both on the hockey team too but they never associated with the rest of the team like I did.

"Dude what was that?" Asked Carlos when they got close enough.

"Yeah you like punched the shit out of your own teammate." James added.

"I had to." I said as I continued to walk to my car.

James opened the passenger door for me and I gently put Logan into the car. He just turned his head sideways. I'm guessing he was embarrassed and other things. James and Carlos looked at me with raised eyebrows as I closed the door.

"Come by my house tomorrow and I'll explain everything." I said to them before walking to the driver side and getting in. They nodded their heads before walking off as I started my car.

When we pulled up to Logan's house I looked over at him and I can tell he was still shaken up by everything that's been happening. I sighed as I stepped out the car. Logan seemed out of it until I knocked on the window causing him to jump.

"Sorry." I said to him when he got out. As we walked up Logan seemed to be walking slower and slower.

"Kendall I don't want to go in there."

I turned to him and said "Why?"

I mentally slapped myself. Of course I knew why. Why the fuck did I ask that?

"Because he's here." Logan mumbled looking down.

"Logan you have to learn to face you're problems head on or things will just get worse." He sighed and continued walking forward, past me up to the door. He took out his keys and opened it. I was right behind him when he began walking in. As soon as the door shut the man emerged from what looked like the basement door. He was about to say something to Logan but his eyes drifted to me.

"Why the fuck are you in my house?"

I must say I didn't expect him to be nice but damn. I was about to say something back but Logan pulled me down the hall to his room and closed the door.

"Why'd you do that? I was about to tell him off." I said to Logan. He looked down and mumbled a sorry.

I kissed his bruised cheek and said "There's no need to be sorry. I'm sure it was for the best." He smiled at me but then there was someone banging on the door.

"Logan open this damn door NOW!" The door wasn't locked so I didn't see why he was banging on the door.

Logan walked over to the door and opened it while saying "The door wasn't locke-" He was cut off when he was punched, falling to the floor. Rage flowed through me as I ran over to him, I quickly moved him from the doorway before facing the man who dared called himself Logan's father.

"Get the fuck out of my house you bit-" I cut him off the same way he cut Logan off.

As he fell to the floor he tried to grab the end table that was in the hall but failed. I slammed the door and locked it before going to Logan.

"You ok?" I asked sitting him up. He nodded his head before rubbing his cheek.

"Why does he hate me Kendall?" I honestly didn't know how to answer that. He started to cry when he saw I didn't know the answer.

"Hey we don't have time for crying. Right now you need to pack your things, we're leaving." He nodded before getting up and going to his closet. He handed me a bag and asked me to empty the dresser drawers. As I emptied the wooden dresser there was more banging on the door.

"Face me like a man you blonde haired bitch!"

I was about to respond when Logan shushed me and gestured for me to get back to packing as he grabbed stuff off his shelves and put them into a bag. The whole time we packed Logan's father was banging on the door and screaming random things at us, mostly me.

When we finished I looked at Logan and said "You ready?" He nodded after looking around. I was surprised at how he managed to pack almost everything. We had three bags; two bags were in my hands and one was in his.

"How are we gonna leave?" He asked.

I sat the bags down and was about to open it and fight Logan's dad when Logan grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the window. I sighed as I grabbed the bags again and followed him out the window. I really wanted to fight that man. We snuck to the front of the house and made a mad dash to my car.

When we reached it I opened the back door and put the bags in. As I started the car and Logan got in, the man I hated came running out yelling. Before he could even get close we pulled off, speeding down the street. I looked over at Logan and he was crying. I reached over and rubbed his back, knowing this was a tuff time for him.

As we pulled into my driveway I looked over at Logan, who had been quietly crying the whole ride no matter what I did. I got out of the car and grabbed the bags. I noticed that he didn't move an inch he just continued to cry. I sighed and sat the bags back in the car I could get them later on. I walked around to Logan's door and opened it. He almost fell out but I caught him in time. He didn't seem to care that much, he simple leaned the other way.

"Come on Logan." I said trying to get him to get out.

He shook his head and stayed put. I sighed he was going to make me do this. I closed the door and walked back around to get the bags. When I looked at him he was leaning against the door again. I grabbed the bags and went to the front door. I opened it and put the bags inside.

"What are those?" My little sister Katie asked from the couch.

"Bags." I said turning around and heading back out the door.

When I stopped in front of Logan's door again I knocked on it, getting his attention. He looked up at me and my heart broke. He had tears streaming down his face and the sight just made me feel so bad all I wanted to make him smile immediately to take the pain away from my heart as well as his. I opened the door and he looked away from me. I sighed and picked him up, bridal style, since he turned his whole body away from me. He squealed and wrapped his arms around my neck. I closed the door with my foot. As I walked into the house I saw Katie standing up and I knew she was going to ask me questions.

"Who is that?" Was her first question.

"A person." I responded walking to the steps after closing the front door.

"Why are you carrying him?"

"Because I can." I responded again with a small duh at the end. She started following me upstairs.

"What's his name?"

"Are those his bags?"

"Why won't you answer me?"

I sat Logan down on my bed and turned to her. "Katie shut up and go back down stairs." She stomped her way back downstairs trying to show how mad she was.

"I'm telling mom!" She screamed.

I closed my door not wanting to hear her voice and turned to Logan. He was looking down. I kneeled in front of him and grabbed his hands.

"Logan." I said getting his attention. He looked at me and I could see fear and sadness in his eyes.

"Everything is going to be fine now. You don't have to worry about him anymore ok." He nodded his head and sighed. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and when I moved away he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me into a passionate kiss. When we pulled apart he smiled at me. I smiled back seeing that he was calm now.

"Kendall!" I heard my mom call from downstairs. I sighed and stood up.

"Should I come with you?" Logan asked as I opened the door.

I shook my head and said "Nah stay hear I don't know how my mom is going to react." He seemed to tense at my words.

"Don't worry she's not going to kick you out or anything. She's not like that and besides if you go I'm going with you." He looked at me like I was crazy which made me laugh as I walked down the steps.

"Kendall is what Katie told me true. Did you bring someone in here?" My mom asked me the second I stepped into the kitchen.

"Katie is just mad because I wouldn't answer her questions." I said glaring at her.

"You're not answering my question. Did you bring someone in here with you?" My mom said.

"Yes mom but listen-"

"Kendall you know the rules about having guest over."

"Yes I know you have to meet them but mom he was really hurt."

"He? What's his name?"

"His name is Logan and he has been through some stuff."

"And you think you can help him?"

I nodded my head.

"Kendall you can't just bring home random people and not tell anyone. Another thing is whose bags are those?"

"Those are his bags."

"What?" Before she could say anything I cut her off.

"He's staying here. He has to. He doesn't have anywhere else to go." She was shocked when I said that to her.

"Can you go get him please?"

I nodded my head and went upstairs to get Logan. When I got to my room he was still sitting in the same spot.

"My mom wants to meet you." I told him.

He nodded his head and stood up. I returned to the kitchen where my mom was now sitting at the table. I sat down across from her while Logan sat next to me.

"Logan isn't it?" My mom asked.

"Yes." Logan said while nodding his head. He seemed really nervous so I intertwined our fingers under the table, causing him to smile while blushing a little.

"I'm Mrs. Knight."

"It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too. So Kendall has told me that you don't have anywhere else to stay?" I was shocked at her just jumping into questioning. He nodded his head and I gave him a reassuring squeeze to let him know that I was there for him.

"May I ask why?"

Before I could say anything Logan started speaking "Well two years ago my mom died and ever since then my Dad hadn't been right in the head and he blamed me for her death. He said that if I wasn't born she wouldn't have died. She was coming to get me from school early because I wasn't feeling well. A year after that he started beating me claiming that I was being disrespectful when I didn't do anything wrong. The second he found out I was gay he beat me until I was bleeding. He made me feel worthless and I started harming myself because I started to believe it until my best friend Camille said that without me she would kill herself. She's like the only person that kept me motivated. Well, that is until I met Kendall who found out about my father beating me. He and Camille convinced me that it wasn't safe there. They also said that the beatings could get worse or he could rape me. The truth is he tried once but he was too drunk to really do anything more than just grab me but I fought him off before locking myslef in my room. If it wasn't for them I probably wouldn't be here today."

I was speechless. I didn't know any of that and then on top of that he has being bullied. That's not happening anymore even if I have to fight everyone in the school. I looked at my mom and she was crying. The sight almost made me cry too but I had to hold it together.

"I also would like to say that I would've stayed with Camille but her parents are too strict." Logan said.

My mom got up and pulled Logan into a hug while saying "Logan honey you can stay here as long as you want. Your life has been hard enough you don't need to worry about anything else."

"Thank you Mrs. Knight." Logan said pulling away from the hug. He smiled and hugged me.

"Are you two…." My mom asked gesturing to us.

"Yes." Logan said squeezing me tighter.

"Don't worry mom we won't be doing whatever you're thinking about." I told her, knowing what she was thinking.

"Ok well I'm going to start dinner. Why don't you guys go get ready?" My mom said after shaking her head at me. Me and Logan headed upstairs to my room.

When Logan sat on my bed I asked him "Logan you said you harm yourself….Can I see?" He nodded his head and stood reaching for his belt.

"Woah wait what're you doing?" I asked him as he undid his belt.

"Kendall I had to find a spot where no one would see it."

I nodded my head and watched him undo his pants buckle and pull his pants down just past his thighs while he pulled his boxers up revealing many parallel scars overlapping each other. Some were older than others which were a little lighter than his skin while there were new ones that had band-aids on them.

"This one." He said pointing at a big scar. "Was from when I first started getting beat and started to feel worthless."

"It looks like it was a deep cut." I told him.

"It was. There was a lot of blood and I knew where a major artery was so I knew I didn't cut it. I sat it the tub while I wrapped my leg." He told me. I grimaced at the thought of him doing that.

"Logan can I?" I asked.

"What? Touch them?"

I nodded my head.

"Yeah." He said.

I reached down and rubbed the scars, mostly rubbing the big scar. It was hard to describe but it felt like rubbing a tooth brush over your finger tips just a little harder than that. I pulled my hand back and pulled him into a hug. When we pulled apart I leaned forward and kissed him which made him smile as he pulled his pants back up.

A/N: I guess the real stuff doesn't happen until the next chapter and stuff. When he talks to James and Carlos :D REVIEW PLEASE!