THERE'S SOMETHING THAT I FEEL THAT MUST BE SAID...NEON8GREEN LOOOOOOVES YOU ALL FOR REVIEWING THAT MAKES ME SUPER HAPPY! SO THERE WILL BE SOME KAMES BUT FOR THAT TO HAPPEN I NEEDED TO BREAK IT UP IN TWO CHAPTERS. OF COURSE WE'LL START WHERE JAMES FINDS OUT ABUT CLAYANA'S SECRET PROBLEM AND AFTER THAT HE MEETS KENDALL FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER! SOUND GOOD RIGHT? HA I THOUGHT AS MUCH ANY WHO ON WITH CHAPTER :)
ITALICS=FLASHBACK
JAMES POV
I was walking stiffly to Carlos' house after I found out about my ex girlfriends little secret. It really hurts me to see here doing something like that. What was hurting her so badly that she turned to drinking? She could've talked to me about it. I would have helped her.
But I guess she didn't trust me enough to not tell me about it. When I saw Clayana she looked like hell. Her hair was a mess, she was paler than normal and her eyes were blood shot. Once I saw her I was confused and then she started crying. She said that she did'nt want me to see her like this
FLASH BACK
I left my house earlier today and texted my girlfriend telling her that I was coming over. She responded a little slower than normal with an 'Ok'.
I stepped up to the front door and rung the door bell and Clayana's dad came and opened it. He gave a small smile when he saw me.
"Hey Mr. Evens, is Clayana here?"
He looked at me with a look that held so much sadness. "Yeah, she's here. But I wouldn't go and find her if I were you."
I looked at with a confused face. "What do you mean?"
He sighed. "I mean if you DO find her you won't like it. But I promise you, her mother and I have a solution for this. If you think that you would like to find her then go ahead."
"Well I didn't exactly come over to find Clayana but I can go and check on her."
"Right you go and do that." he said stepping to the side to let me inside. "I'll be downstairs if you need something or something."
I nodded at Mr Evens and went inside. Firsts thing first I need my headphones back. I lent them to the bubbly blond a few days ago and only remembering when I was looking for them. I skimmed the area in front of me. A few minutes later I saw them resting semi neatly on the coffee table in front of the TV. Smiling as I picked them up and put them in my front pocket, I turn my attention to the winding wooden stairs just to the right of the kitchen.
I thought about what Mr Evens said. About how I really shouldn't go and look for Clayana. But I did anyway. Just him saying that made me want too. I wasn't even planning on staying until he said that.
I took a deep in and let it out slowly. Looking up ahead into to the dark hallway I put one leg up and the other, making my way up the stairs.
The halls were barley lit by a tiny night light. I slowly walked to Clayana's bedroom door. It's not hard to miss; its a deep purple color with glitter and a big sea foam letter 'C' in the middle and under that was a sign that said 'Private Residence'.
I knock gently. Nothing. I knocked again. "Clayana?"
Silence. I step close to the door and turn the knob. Just like the hallway it was dark with the exception of the bathroom light. I walk into her room to follow the light but I tripped on something. I looked over to the hurtful object. Its an empty beer can. Actually theres a lot of beer cans everywhere. I stop to pick one up. I turned it around in my hands looking at the graffiti lettering on it.
A sick sounding noise caught my attention. The sound must've came from the bathroom. I make my way in that direction, while trying not to trip on beer cans.
"Clayana?"
"...J-James..."
Im standing in the doorway watching her throw up in the toilet. I felt my face pale. She looked horrible. Her whole face was red, her hair was in disarray. I felt bad for her at the moment.
I walked over to where she was, sat on the edge of the bathtub and rubbed her back. I had to be sitting there for at least thirty minutes, until she had calmed down.
"Are you shocked to me like this?" Clayana whispered.
"Yes. I am. A better question would be why were drinking?"
She pulled away from my touch to lean against the wall. "It started as a one time thing. But it got progressively worse everyday. I was depressed. I knew that if I turned to cutting that really wouldn't really help anything. So drinking it was."
"Why didn't you tell me? We could've gotten you some help-"
"This isn't something that I could tell you James. You would've left me. Then you wallow in self pity because of me. I didn't to tell you about it because it would not change anything."
"C-Clayana, why would think and say something like that. I could've helped you with this. I wouldn't leave you."
"Even so, you would leave or I would leave. Which in this case both are true." she said standing up to go to her room.
"Wait, what do you mean?" I say following her.
She was standing in front of her bed. On top of it there was a big green suitcase. It was opened and she putting things in it.
"When my parents found out, the first thing they did was put my name on a list so I can get help. And in order to get it, I have to leave. So like I said either way someone would leave out of this relationship. And please don't say that you'll stick by my side the whole to time, because we both know that you'll stop caring sooner later."
"I would never stop caring. Even its not in a boyfriend-ish way I can still care about you in a friendly way." I step closer so I touching her shoulder.
Clayana sighed deeply before looking at me in the eyes saying, "Thats great James you do that then. But could you do something for me?"
"Anything was is it?"
"Obviously we wont be seeing each other for a long time. And for me to leave my house right now I need you to break up with me."
"What-"
"Please James just do it for me." she looked like she was on he verge of tears. I nodded at her before any could fall down her face.
"Alright ok I'll do it." I took a breath in and let it out slowly.
"It's over Clayana. Please get better for me."
She gave me a small smile and a small nod before closing her suite case and walking out the door.
I watched her leave. I felt my own eyes water up. I left her house without turning back. As I was walking, I felt tears fall down my face. I was crying the whole way to Carlos' place. I decided to take the long way so by the time I got there I wouldn't look like a total mess.
When I arrived at his front door the first the he asks me is what happened. I gave him the shortest version that I could think of.
"Oh are you ok?"
"Yea I'm fine."
"I think you need some time to get over her."
"...I guess I can do that." I started slowly. Gaining determination I continued."Right, I can do that. Im gonna do that!"
I went over to sit on his couch when I saw a sleeping figure."Um Carlos, who is this?"
"T-This Logan. He's an old friend of mine."
I pouted a bit. "He wont replace me right?"
"What? Of course 'll always be my number one pal." he lightly punched my shoulder.
"Great. Heres another question; why is he on your lap?"
Carlos blushed before answering, "It makes him more comfy."
I shrugged at his answer, knowing there was more to it then what he's letting on.
For tue next few hours we were mindlessly flipping through the channels looking for something to watch. Carlos' stomach growled kinda loudly, so he got up to get something to eat when his phone rang.
When he hung up I asked him who was calling, and he said the same guy who called and texted him yesterday.
"Well perhaps they're just trying to scare you or something."
"Yea maybe."
I got up from my position on the couch and patted him on the shoulder for reassurance. Then I turned to go to the door.
"Where are you going?" He called from the kitchen.
"Board walk!" I called back to him, closing the door on my out.
I was fast walking, so to speak, back to my house. I went inside and grabbed my keys and hopped in my car.
As most would expect the board walk was full of people. Even on the weekdays it was still pretty crowed. I went to one of favorite grills, Sea Salt Cavern, which is basically a burger joint. I go inside and sat down at my normal table. One could call me a regular, always coming at least twice a week.
After the waitor came and took my order and gave me my choice of beverage, I saw this guy come in the through tue front doors.
He had blonde hair and these green eyes that held a semi bored look. This guy was tall and a little thin but you could tell he had a little muscle. Then he turned to look at me.
The guy knew I was staring at him. Thats why he was smirking at me. It was when he starting walking over to me is when I started to squirm in my chair.
"Hey."
"H-Hi."
"You look like you know what you're doing. Do you think you could help a new guy out?"
"O-Oh yeah I can help you." I started before pulling myself together. "I'm a regular here so I can push you in the right direction. What you want is a beginners plate. Something not too sweet or spicy. So to start things off you want a nice Jr Wrapped Patty."
"Jr Wrapped Patty? Is it any good?"
"Yes. Very good. Once you try that you can officially eat anything off of the menu."
"Alright then, I'll get that. Thanks..."
"James. My name is James." I smiled.
"Thanks James. The names Kendall."
"So never really been here before have you?"
"No, Im more of a fish kind if person. The only reason why Im here is because I lost a bet to a friend. But since I met you its making this experience more memorable."
"You lost a bet? And the best your friend could come up with was making you eat at a burger place?"
"Well I think its kinda bad, seeing where we come from theres no such thing as burgers. But I also thought why not try one anyways."
"Oh well where are you from?"
Kendall sipped on his drink before answering. " Lets just say that I have a higher appreciation for water."
"Oh so you live on an island?"
He gave me a look that held a hint of confusion. Then he looked outward through the window. "I guess you could say that."
"Why did you decide to move to the U.S?"
"My family wanted to be closer to land."
"Do you miss your old home?"
"Not really, but every now and then I go back to visit."
We must've sat there for while because the place was emptying out by the minute. At some point we dropped the small talk and started flirting with each other. I was about to suggest something to Kendall when his watch beeped.
He looked at it with an annoyed face. "Sorry James I have to go." he sighed
"Really?"
"Yeah, my parents got me on a curfew."
We stood up at the same time. I figured I could walk him outside.
"When can see you again?" I asked turning to face him.
Kendall looked around for a moment. He smiled when he saw the ideal spot. "How about behind the ferris wheel at eight tomorrow?"
I squealed with excitement. Which Kendall laughed at. I blushed a bit before I pulled myself together. "Right, behind the ferris wheel at eight tomorrow." I repeated.
Kendall leaned in closer to me, he kissed me on the cheek before saying, "Great see you then. Bye James." he says while turning and walking away.
I fingered my still tingling cheek. "Bye Kendall."
Once he was out of sight, I could not help but run in mini circles. I was so excited for tomorrow night. I cant wait to to see him again. Then we can talk and laugh together and-Wait a second. Shouldn't I be crying to myself in a corner somewhere? I cant believe what I was doing. I just broke up with Clayana, and here I am trying to get into Kendall's pants when I just met the guy. There is definitely something wrong with this picture.
But on the other hand, I did break up with her because she asked me too. And Carlos said that I can take as much time as I needed to get over her. Even if it took me about two hours to do so.
Do I feel bad about this? Not really but I should.
Once I got over my little victory, I drove back home. The entire time I was getting ready for bed, I was bouncing with joy. I managed to fall asleep at some point. I'm sure I had a smile on my face.
WHOOP THERE IT IS. THE FIRST STEP TO KAMES. SOME MIGHT BE ASKING IF JAMES MOVING ON IS REALLY REALLY TOO SOON. I DONT KNOW WHEN I WROTE THIS IT DIDNT SEEM LIKE IT. BUT AT LEAST JAMES IS HAPPY AGAIN RIGHT? LETS SEE WHAT HAPPENS BEHIND THE FERRIS WHEEL AT EIGHT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!
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