Chapta 3 is here y'all! Have no fears! And this, my dear lovely reader, is a chapter in Katie's point of view! Enjoy! (:

(I'd like to point out that I was really tired while writing this, and I get kind of silly while tired. So I was thinking out a lot of this chapter in a detective voice. Therefore, if you'd like to think of Katie as some form of detective and read her thoughts in that way, it might be entertaining. Otherwise, just carry on. Either way, I'm sure you'll get the gist of the investigation idea and such. Read on!)

Katie's POV

I didn't like the way Logan and Kendall looked at the dinner table. Logan was pushing his food back and forth on his plate, looking too scared and depressed to do anything. Kendall was angry, checking his phone every two seconds as if he was expecting a call from his worst enemy or something. But I was getting the feeling that Kendall's worst enemy didn't need to call him, and that the person he was waiting on was sitting right there at the table with him. Because there was a slight hint of regret in Kendall's face masked by all the aggression. And so that just left one question: What did Kendall do to make Logan so upset?

I decided I needed to investigate this. But, before taking action and approaching one of the teenage nightmares, I decided to do some background information. I gathered all the information I could. I looked through their bedroom, managed to get a hold of Logan's phone for a few minutes, and even asked a few Palm Woods residents about the situation. The data collected was as follows:

On Logan's side of the room, the first thing I noticed was that his bed wasn't made like it usually would be. The bedding was pushed lazily to the side, revealing the large crater where Logan had been lingering in bed longer than usual. The shape of this crater revealed that Logan most likely been sleeping curled up in a ball. A quick touch to his pillow revealed that it was wet, but it didn't seem to be the usual drool from a heavy sleep. These spots were small and scattered, possibly the result of tears. I also encountered a copy of "Winnie the Pooh", both Kendall and Logan's childhood favorite, resting on the bedside table where a medical journal, school textbook, or vocabulary-rich novel would normally be found.

Then I examined Kendall's side of the room. The first thing that came to my attention was that he had ripped up papers piled on the floor beside his bed. At further examination, they seemed to hold a few things. One was a sheet with handwritten lyrics (no doubt in Kendall's tall, capital-only handwriting) to "Creep" by Radiohead. I made a mental note to get a copy of these lyrics later on. The next page was a letter of some sort. It was written in really poor cursive so I couldn't depict much of it, but I'm almost certain it was to Logan. After the papers were placed exactly as found back on the floor, I proceeded to check out Kendall's bed. His pillow appeared to have bite marks in it, and a large stain in a slightly darker shade than the white bed sheets became grossly apparent to me. I decided that that was just Kendall's personal disgust, and that the stain wasn't to investigate. Nonetheless, I was curious about the papers and the bite marks.

Later, I was sitting with Logan on the couch when Kendall came in. Logan quietly sulked away out of the apartment, and Kendall came and took his place. He gave me a strange look, almost like he was silently begging me not to figure out what was going on. But I was going to. I subtly slipped Logan's phone into my pocket and wandered off to my room.

Logan's recent calls showed that he had ignored three calls from Carlos, and one from James. A quick scan through his photos showed that any memories of him and Kendall had been erased. The texts were the most revealing thing, though. He had many unanswered "Are you okay?"s from James. A visit to his "Sent" texts showed that he had denied any invitations to hang out, and had told almost everyone that he "just wasn't feeling well." But the most important part was that he had told James, "I have to tell you something about Kendall. I don't know how to say it but I'll tell you tonight, okay?" to which James replied, "About Kendall? Okay…" So, Logan was upset by something Kendall did…

After checking these I carefully placed Logan's phone back where I found it before sprinting down the stairs to the lobby, not wanting to wait for the elevator. I casually walked out to the pool, where I saw many of Logan's friends hanging out without him. I first approached Camille and Lucy, who were sitting by pool cabana #2 drinking pink smoothies.

"Hey," I greeted them, smiling politely, "Uh, have any of you guys talked to Logan lately?"

"I saw him earlier," Camille recalled, "I said hi to him, and he said hi back in a sort of distant voice. That's when I realized he was looking at Kendall. At first I thought it was a longing glace, like he liked him or something. But then I realized that he looked hurt, like he was afraid of Kendall. Then they made eye contact for a second before Kendall made this weird face- a mixture between anger and guilt- and quickly looked away. Logan just walked away after that, sort of hanging his head as he went back into the building."

"Weird…" Lucy commented.

"Yeah, I'm worried about him," I explained, "Maybe I should talk to him or… my big brother. Well, I'm gonna go! See ya."

I quickly made my way back to the apartment, carefully knocking on the door of the bedroom the two opposing boys shared. To my dismay, it was Logan who called out "What?"

"Um, do you know where Kendall is?" I asked.

I could almost see him wincing at the blonde's name before he softly spoke, "I think he's in the park."
"Thanks."

When I got to the park, I saw Kendall sitting on a bench by James, headphones in, staring angrily at the ground and kicking the dirt. James was pretending to read a magazine, but it was obvious that he was really staring at Kendall with a concerned expression. I approached them slowly.

"Hey, big brother."

Kendall yanked one of the headphones out of his ear, looking up at me with a blank expression.

"What?"

"I need to talk to you," I pleaded, "Come back to the apartment with me?"

"I'm not getting up."
I looked at James with an apologetic smile, him talking the hint and half-heartedly getting up and walking away. I sat down beside my brother.

"What did you do to Logan?"

Kendall's blank expression instantly melted into a stare of anger.

"What did tell you?" he growled, "I swear I'm gonna…"

"He didn't tell me anything. But I'm not stupid."

Kendall sighed, guilt returning to his face.
"I… I hurt him… In the worst way possible. I loved him; I still love him, but now he hates me. I'm such a fucking idiot…"

"What did you do…?"

"I… he… it was illegal," he whispered.

That's when it hit me. Logan's crying; there's a reason why he can't tell anyone. It was illegal. And it hurt, but if Kendall loved Logan, what kind of hurt could it have been? Rape. That explained the lyrics, the aggression, the guilt… everything. And there's only one reason Logan wouldn't tell anyone; he loves Kendall. Why else would he cover up the illegal thing he did.

"He loves you…" I whisper before running away.

This took so long to write that I feel like it should be longer. Hopefully, more next weekend! Enjoy! And make sure you review and tell me what should happen next(;