James woke up the next morning, and went to the library. He knew it would seem out of character, so he'd told everyone that he was going to the mall. When he got there he'd made a beeline for the back of the building. He sat down at one of the tables and pulled out his laptop, entering Kendall's symptoms into google as soon as Safari opened. The first two results were for schizophrenia and post traumatic stress disorder.

"It can't possibly be that bad." He clicked through the wikipedia page and saw a related link for 'dissociative identity disorder.' He scrolled down to the symptoms and read through them all, mentally checking off the ones that Kendall had.

"Memory loss, sudden anger, auditory of multiple personalities, paranoia." He kept scrolling until he found the causes.

"This disorder is theoretically linked with the interaction of overwhelming stress, traumatic antecedents,insufficient childhood nurturing, and an innate ability to dissociate memories or experiences from consciousness.A high percentage of patients report child diagnosed with DID often report that they have experienced severe physical and sexual abuse, especially during early to mid childhood"

"But Kendall's childhood was fine. Wasn't it?"


When he got back to the Palm Woods, he heard yelling coming from the inside of 2J. He unlocked the door quickly and pushed it open. Logan was pulling Kendall toward his room, while Carlos sat in the living room having his nose tended to by Katie and Mrs. Knight.

"What happened?" James asked as he closed the door and made his way over to Carlos.

"I don't know! We came back from the studio and Kendall was mad because Gustavo got mad at us, so I told him that maybe he should stop talking back and just listen sometimes and he punched me!" James bit his lip and sat next to his small friend.

"I've got it, guys." He grabbed the cloth from her hand and held it under Carlos' nose. "You should go check on Kendall." They nodded and made their way to the back of the apartment. James pinched the bridge of Carlos' nose and tipped his head back slightly.

"I can't believe he did this to you." He used his free hand to wipe the stray tears from Carlos' cheeks. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I don't think it's broken." Carlos sniffled. "It just scared me."

"Scares me, too."


When everything had wound down, James slowly made his way to his and Kendall's room.

"Baby?" James peeked his head in the door and saw Kendall sitting in the corner by the window, hugging his knees to his chest. "Kenny, what happened?"

"I don't know."

"Come on, Kendall." He sat down next to him. "Of course you know. Just tell me. I won't get mad at you or anything."

"I really don't know." James could hear in Kendall's voice that he'd been crying. He moved closer and put his hand on his knee.

"What do you mean 'you don't know'? Why'd you do it?"

"I don't remember, okay!" He jumped up and walked over to the bed. "I really don't. I just remember Logan yelling at me and Carlos screaming. That's it."

"You really don't remember what happened?" Kendall nodded and James shot over to where he was sitting, pulling him into his arms.

"It's like I didn't do it. I would never hurt Carlos. I would never hurt anyone." He curled himself further into James chest.

"I know you wouldn't. We'll figure this out, okay?" He kissed the top of Kendall head and rocked him until he fell asleep. He hoped that they could figure it out. For Kendall's sake.


Very short chapter, but we're getting to the good parts I guess. Review tend to motivate me to write faster...that's not a bribe at all. ;)-