Thanks everyone for the reviews! Glad you are enjoying the story so far. So without further ado, here is Chapter Four :]

Chapter Four: Stupid Boy

"James? James?" The Latino boy called from the far hallway near the elevators on the first floor of the PalmWoods.
"Would you keep it down? There's some important guests expected and I don't want you four hockey headed hooligans running the halls," Bitters complained from behind his post in the front lobby.
"There are guests coming at eight 'o' clock at night?" Carlos looked skeptically at Bitters.
"Not until morning but that still doesn't give you any excuse to be playing a PalmWoods wide hide and seek game!" Bitters boomed.
"That's not what we're doing! I'm looking for James though, have you seen him?" Carlos argued.
"If you're not playing hide and seek then why are you looking for him?" Bitters countered. Carlos sighed heavily, getting nowhere with the grumpy manager.
"He's in a fit of rage and I'd like to know where he is before he kills himself…or others," Carlos explained.
"He's out by the pool. I yelled at him to stay inside because it's PalmWoods policy to stay away from the pool when it's lightening but he ignored me. So I just chose to let him do it," Bitters shrugged. Carlos shook his head furiously.
"Some building manager you are," he mumbled before dashing out onto the patio. "James? James, are you out here?"
Carlos looked everywhere he could to find the pretty boy. He wasn't under tables, in any pool chairs or cabanas or in Katie's famed VIP area. The last place to look was the pool. Carlos cringed at the thought of finding James face down in the pool that they all loved so much. Sure enough, though, as the brunette looked over, James' built figure was floating around in the pool. Without thinking, Carlos jumped in and frantically swam over to James. The pool was freezing considering all the rain they had recently gotten but Carlos could care less. All he cared about right now was saving his best friend. As soon as he reached James, he flipped him over, the pretty one's face a shade of grayish purple.
"Shit! James! James, can you hear me?" Carlos panicked. The boy said nothing, his head lolling over to the side, resting on his right shoulder. Carlos smacked James' face lightly a few times, still shouting his name to try and get an answer out of him. He pounded his fists on the boy's chest.
"I'm sorry! I never meant for any of this to happen to you! I mean, it really isn't my fault but I feel like it is! Please James! Just wake up! Please…" Tears started to form in Carlos' eyes, eventually streaming down his face like a river. He rested his head on James' chest, sobbing uncontrollably. Suddenly, James jolted upward, coughing like a smoker with a bad cold. Carlos shot up, pounding on James' chest again to get the water out of his lungs. Once James calmed down, Carlos ran in for a hug.
"Hey...uh…where am I?" James asked, wondering why he was all of the sudden in the pool and why Carlos was hugging him with a death grip.
"I'm glad you're not dead!" Carlos cried. James sympathetically patted him on the back.
"Why would I be dead?"
"You were face down in the pool, but I don't know why. Don't you remember doing any of this?" Carlos asked. James shook his head.
"Well, what do you remember?"

*James' POV*

Why would Carlos turn on me like this? I tell him everything, EVERYTHING, and he goes and plays games with me. I'm done with games. Yes, I want Kendall to know the truth but I just fucked everything up like I usually do. So let's go through of the list of people who hate me right now

Kendall. He's mad because I don't approve of him and Jo and that I don't care about him. Reality check, bro. I love you.

Carlos. I'm not entirely sure if he's really pissed off at me or if he's acting. You can never tell with him.

Logan. He's mad that I made Kendall upset.

Jo. Well, that's a given.

If everyone hates me, I could just kill myself and not worry about who will miss me.

"Hey! You can't go out on the patio! It's storming," Bitters yelled, interrupting my thoughts. Fuck you, I thought, storming outside anyway. He didn't come after me, probably out of fear of the storm. Or maybe he's one of the people that are pissed off at me for no reason. The rain was slanted because of the cold wind blowing furiously against it. I sat down in one of the lounge chairs, fiddling with my thumbs trying to decide what I should do. If I wanted to kill myself, there would be no better time than now. I got up off the chair and walked towards the pool, staring into the water at my reflection. Some of my hair was out of place and frizzy. I worked frantically attempting to fix it but as I did, a strong hand struck me against my back. I instantly fell forward into the icy depths of the pool. My vision was blurry as I rose back to the top, unable to see who had pushed me in the first place. 'Holy shit, this water is cold,' I thought, struggling to swim back to the side of the pool. My vision blurred again and everything went black, my fragile body left shivering in the shallow end of the PalmWoods pool.

*End POV*

"…And that's about all I remember," James finished explaining to Carlos once they were out of the pool and in the warming comfort of the lobby.
"But…who would push you?" Carlos asked skeptically.
"How am I supposed to know? Someone obviously wanted me to die," James stated. Carlos got up from his seat and made his way over to Bitters.
"Were the surveillance cameras on for the patio area?" He asked. Bitters sighed heavily, putting down the carton of fries he was eating and turned the computer screen so Carlos could see the camera footage.
"What time?"
"About 7:45pm," Carlos said, watching as the tape rewound. The tape stopped right as James was rising off the chair to stand by the pool. Carlos' eyes widened at the sight of a blonde boy, about 6 foot tall, walked by and pushed James into the pool.
"Is that what you needed?" Bitters asked impatiently.
"Y-yeah, th-thanks," Carlos said and walked back to the sitting area.
"You look like you've just seen a ghost, bro. Did you figure out who did it?" James asked. Carlos just nodded, staring straight ahead, refusing to make eye contact with James.
"It was Kendall,"

Oooh a cliffhanger! Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next up, you will find out Kendall's side of the story so stay tuned :]