Blah. My teachers are soooo mean now. It's like they want me to stop updating . But who cares about homework and tests and that crap?
Thank you bubzchoc and CelestialSonata7 for reviewing! Love you guys.
And hey I realized I didn't put a disclaimer on. So… Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Big Time Rush.
Soooo on with chapter 4! You're finally going to learn why Kendall's mean daddy wants to hurt Logan :O
Logan's POV
"Will he be okay?" I asked the nurse.
"It's… doubtful. He was shot close to the heart, so we can only hope," she replied. I nodded, knowing all about this medical stuff. If the bullet was too deep in his heart, he would die.
I leaned over Kendall, next to James, as he was muttering on about 'not touching him' and 'killing you.' In any other situation, I'd have thought it was funny.
My phone suddenly rang, and I saw the caller ID was Camille. "Oh shit, I gotta go," I said to James when I saw the time, 3:42 AM. Perfect time to go to bed right before the first day of school, right?
I answered the phone, and I heard Camille's slurred voice. She was obviously still drunk. "Good burger, mm hmm Logan?" I laughed.
"Yup. It's so delicious," I replied. James gave me a confused look and I smiled. "So I'll come pick you up?"
"Yeah. I gotta go to school tomorrow you know," she replied. I giggled, almost forgetting the current situation. I abruptly stopped when I saw Kendall lying on the bed.
"Okay. I'll be right there Camille," I said hanging up. I walked over to Kendall. "It's okay, bud. I know why you did it and I'm not mad."
Reluctantly, I turned around and walked to my car. The whole drive back to the party and to Camille's and Carlos's houses I couldn't help but think, What did I get Kendall into?
Logan's POV (still)
It had been three days since the first day of school. Kendall was in a coma, and the doctors were honest with me in saying it was unlikely Kendall would ever wake up. Even though I knew it wasn't true, I couldn't shake the feeling that I caused this. But, like James had said, it was Kendall's dad who was doing this.
I had been spending more time with James, to make up for the time we'd been apart, and both of us were also waiting impatiently for news on Kendall. Right now, we were walking to my car on our way from the hospital to see him. Nothing had happened. "I'm starting to worry more and more that he's not going to make it," James commented.
"He'll be fine. You know Kendall, he won't just give up," I replied. Maybe I sounded like I was trying to convince myself, just a little.
"I can only hope. He got hit right near the heart…" he trailed off.
We drove for roughly five minutes, talking about random stuff, when I dropped James off at his house. He thanked me and went inside, as I drove away to my house on the next block.
The next morning, I was walking to James's, as we were going to pick up Carlos and we were going to catch up and maybe play some hockey. I had been walking for a minute and was about halfway to James's house when I heard a noise. I shrugged it off, it was probably the neighbor's cat.
But unlike the cat, the noises didn't stop. Before I could think, I was pounded against a tree in someone's yard. My capturer carried me away and threw me into this weird isolated area surrounded by bushes, not without me thrashing furiously. I was pinned down and finally looked up at him, not at all surprised to see Kendall's dad. "You," I breathed.
"Who else? Anyways. You're probably wondering why I dragged you here," he replied, trying to intimidate me. Saying he failed would be a lie.
"I am," I said trying to remain calm.
"Good, good. And if I'm right, you are also wondering why I send Kendall out on you. Surely you've heard?" I nodded.
"I do that because hurting one of his best friends is an easy way to break him. He needs to be taught a lesson, that boy. I hear he's in the hospital? How is he then?" Kendall's dad said.
"Not good," I growled. That earned a smile from him. "You're lucky he felt bad enough about what I made him do that he just had to jump in front of the bullet for you."
"No," I snapped. "I'm not lucky. I'd rather it be me. Maybe, just maybe, you'd leave him alone?"
"Maybe," he laughed. "Maybe. Let's just find out, when I end things now?" His hand moved to the gun hanging out of his pocket. The same gun that shot Kendall. I cringed at the sight of it.
"Kendall's not going to be here to save your life now, is he? Now I'll have really broken him. That is, if he ever wakes up," he said, chuckling when he finished. The gun was now on my neck. I gulped, wondering if James and Carlos and even Kendall would find me when I was gone. But I really didn't have time to think about that, as a voice interrupted us. Kendall's dad turned after a voice shouted.
"No, don't! Get away from him!"
Ooh who is it? Even I dunno.
So, in the last chapter I said I would try not to do cliffies, but there you go major cliffy there. Sorry about that, I couldn't help it xD.
Is it any good? In my opinion it could've been better. I feel the 'I-heard-a-noise-but-it's-probably-nothing-and-it's-not-like-anyone's-following-me-so-oh-well' thing is way overused, but I didn't know how else to get Kendall's dad to corner him like that.
So R&R? Thanks guys
