A/N: Good Afternoon Readers! How's everyone going? Okay, so I have the rest of the story planned out so there will be no more Writer's Block! Yay! But it's still going to be a pretty long story so I hope you all stick with me. I promise I won't disappoint any of you! This chapter is loooonnnng and contains a lot of interaction with James, so here it is! Chapter 7!

Disclaimer: Don't own BTR

Kendall's POV

I woke up to the sweet smell of cinnamon. French toast I'm assuming. It smells delicious. I roll over and nudge Logan awake. He doesn't wake right away so I use this to my advantage and take a shower. I grab some clothes, deodorant, and anything else I need. I get in the shower and turn the water on. It feels soothing on my body, for some reason my muscles are sore this morning. It's probably from sleeping on my side all night.

I stayed in the shower for about 40 minutes, washed, and then got out. Once I got changed and re-entered my bedroom, Logan was awake.

"Good morning," I said to him, as cheerful as I could. I don't think he heard me. He was sitting on my bed with his back facing me.

"Your mom just came in. She wants to call my parents." He said to me. I didn't know what to say.

"What did she say to you?" I ask.

"Well," he said "She came in here and woke me up, and then said she wanted to call my parents about something and asked for my phone number or my address."

"What did you say to her?" I ask, this time a little louder.

"I couldn't lie, Kendall." He says. "I tried and I just couldn't. Your mom has been so good to me, I just couldn't do that to her."

"So you told her about your parents?" I ask, kinda feeling bad.

"No, but I gave her their phone numbers. Well, at least the last ones I remember them having. My parents are gonna rat me out for sure. They don't even care about me."

"Have you ever tried calling them, Logan?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I wouldn't want to bother them." He admitted. "I mean, if they left without me knowing, they obviously don't want me to bother them. I don't even know if those numbers are accurate. If your mom calls…" he lies down backward on my bed and covers his eyes. "I don't even know."

"Well, don't worry. We'll deal with that later. My stomach is empty, so let's head downstairs." I say, trying to stay away from the unhappiness.

"I can't go. I can't look at your mother straight anymore." He says to me.

"Logan, you didn't do anything wrong. You're over-reacting." He looks up at me.

"You don't know what my parents did to me!" he finally blurts out. I just looked at him. He looks sad. Genuinely sad.

"You don't know anything," He says again, his tone a lot more soft.

"Well, I'm sorry. But you never seem to want to tell me stuff. You say you don't like lying, but you seem to do it to me quite often." I said back with a hint of attitude. I did not regret it at all. "All I've done is tried to help you, and it seems to me like your stories don't add up. At first you told me you didn't even have problems at home and that you were happy, remember that Logan? Then you said they abandoned you and sold the house. And now, you're saying that they apparently did something horrible to you, but you won't tell me what it is." He just looks away.

"Look, I'm done trying to help you Logan. If you can't tell me what's going on, I can't help you." I went downstairs for breakfast without him. Hopefully he'll think about what I said and tell me what's going on, because frankly, I'm confused.

Just like I thought, my mother made french toast. So good. She set the plates down and we all began eating.

"Where's Logan?" my mom asked me.

"He's upstairs getting changed," I lied. See, I have no problem lying; at least I'm good at it. My mother made Logan a plate and set it in the seat in front of me. After a while, my mother and Katie both had finished their breakfast and got ready for work and school. I ate slowly to wait for Logan, but he never came down. I started to feel guilty. Maybe I was a little harsh on him. I hope I didn't make him cry. I was just so confused! He really needs to believe that whatever he tells me is between us, no matter what it is.

"Bye sweetie, I'll see you when you get home," my mother called to me as she was heading out the door to bring Katie to school.

"Yep," I called back. Guilt eventually got the better of me and I grab the plate of French toast and head upstairs. I don't know if it's any good cold, but Logan's not that picky.

"Logan, I'm sorry for what I said. Here's breakfast," I said, but Logan wasn't in my room. I checked the bathroom and remembered he usually cries in there so I knock first. No answer. I grab the key from my dresser and unlock the bathroom door, only to find it already unlocked. My room, my bathroom, Katie's room, and her bathroom are the only rooms upstairs. I check her room and her bathroom. He's not there either. I start to worry. I head back to my room, but when I enter this time, I notice the window above my bed is opened. My heart suddenly was in my stomach. I walk over to the window and look out. Logan couldn't have climbed out…could he? It was a pretty high jump from here to the ground. No, it's impossible. I can't fit out that window….but he's much smaller than me…..oh no.

~ding dong~

My doorbell rings and the only thing I think of is the local police coming to tell me they scraped up Logan's remains. I don't answer it.

~ding dong~

There it is again. Crap. Somehow, my body makes it to the front door. I open it and thankfully it was only James.

"Dude, you're gonna be late, are you ready?" He asks me.

"I can't find Logan." I say to him. He looks confused. That's right. I never got the chance to tell him about Logan because he's been sick.

"Logan who?" he asks.

"Logan from third period. He spent the night here and I can't find him." I left out everything that's happened between us the last two days.

"You let creepy Logan sleep in your house? Eww." James laughs.

"He's not creepy. He' just misunderstood." I say.

"Aww, Kendall, I didn't realize he was your boyfriend," he makes kissing faces at me. Now I'm annoyed.

"He's not, and keep it up; you won't go on the trip." He shuts up after that.

"Dude I'm just kidding. Sorry." He says. "Maybe he just left for school."

"Yeah, maybe," I say, even thought I know that's not the case. He couldn't have left through the front or back doors because I was at the table which has a clear view of both of them. He had to have gone out the window.

"C'mon let's go." He says. I go in and grab my stuff then head out to school with James.

"How many more days until we're living it up in luxury?" James asks me.

"27" I reply, equally as excited as him. Suddenly my excitement vanishes.

"James, Carlos can't go with us." I say.

"Oh yeah, his grandfather. So sad." He says back.

"Yeah….so I invited Logan." I say slowly. James stops right in his tracks.

"No. You did not." He says to me, shocked.

"Yeah, I did," I say, "But only because.." I stop. I promised Logan I wouldn't tell anyone, whether what he told me is the truth or not. I decide to lie. "But only because I feel so bad for him. People make fun of him and treat him like crap all the time, when he's really not that bad once you get to know him." Actually, what I said wasn't a lie. That stuff did happen to Logan all the time, and he deserves this trip more than I do, whatever his situation is…I hope he's okay.

"Oh my God. I can't believe I'm going on vacation with a freak." James says.

"Hey, you don't have to go at all." I snap at him.

"Seriously, Kendall? You invited me first. Now you're acting like you won it for him!" I thought for a moment. He was right. The main thing I entered this contest for was so I could take him and Carlos, for graduation. "I'm sorry; I'll stop with the boyfriend jokes, okay?" he says to me. I let that one slide.

"No, I'm sorry. It's just, ugh I can't tell you!" I'm really stuck between a rock and a hard place here.

"Kendall, I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything. I'll keep it secret….Is Logan your boyfriend?" He asks. I really want to hit this kid but I just laugh instead. The funny thing is, I don't think he's joking anymore.

"He's not my boyfriend. I can tell you that much. Look, if you really want to know, come over after school and I'll tell you what's going on." I wanted to end this conversation because we were entering school, and the last thing I need is for my friends to think I'm gay.

"Alright," James says. "I'll see you third period."

"Yep, see ya!" I say as I walk towards my study hall class. Sometimes I hated having that class so early. It gets so boring when you don't have anything to do. I left school yesterday in the morning so I didn't get any homework.

The day drags on. Logan wasn't in third period. Which I more than half expected. I got yelled at for missing class yesterday when I was supposed to recite a speech. And now I have tons of makeup work to do. Finally, finally, the day ends. I leave my locker with almost all of my books and see James waiting for me by the fence.

"Need some help with those?" He asks as he grabs three of them from my large stack.

"Thanks," I say.

"So, what about Logan?" He asks with a huge smile. He really waited all day to hear what I had to say. Typical nosey James.

"Shh…not until we get to my house." I say with a finger over my mouth.

We get to my house and I plop my books down on the counter and James opens up my fridge. I laugh at that.

"Make yourself at home," I say sarcastically. He grabs two sodas and meets me upstairs.

"So…..Logan." he says as he hands me a soda.

"Okay, but dude, look, I promised him I wouldn't tell ANYBODY and I don't really know how true everything he's told me is. I haven't even told my mom yet.

"Alright dude, you have my word." He says. Thank you James, I say to myself. I know I can trust him. After all, he is my best friend.

"Okay….." I began. I told him everything. Everything from the time I left his house that day and found Logan in the alley, to when I went back for him in the storm, to him at breakfast, to him at the buffet last night, to this morning, everything. Everything Logan told me about his "parents abandoning him," to them doing something horrible to him. James didn't interrupt me at all, except for the occasional head nod and a "mhmm" here and there.

"Wow," was all James said, when I finished.

"Yeah, but the thing that bothers me the most is that I have no idea what's really wrong with him. He's told me so many different things; I just don't know what to believe, you know?" I confess to James.

"Well, why don't we do a little detective work?" he asks me.

"Detective work, like what? Spy on him? I don't even know where he is."

"No not spy on him. Why don't we try to find out what happened to his parents. We could ask your mother for the numbers Logan gave her and call." He says to me.

"My mom won't be home for a while though, so why don't we just start by looking for him around the neighborhood. I'm almost positive he'll be in the alley down the street." I suggest.

"Alright, let's start there." He agrees. We head downstairs and down the street towards the alley.

"Wait right here," I say to James, just outside the alley, to the right. "He might get scared if he sees someone else." I add.

"Okay," he whispers. I enter the alley slowly.

"Logan? It's Kendall." I call out. No answer. "I'm so sorry for yelling at you earlier." Still no answer. I go in deeper into the alley to where we usually sit by the dumpster. "He's not here," I call out to James. He enters the alley.

"Well, where else would he be?" James asks me.

"I don't know," I reply. "When we were on the bus last night, he pointed out a couple places where he said he slept before. We could check there."

"Where were they?" He asks.

"Besides this alley, there were two other alleys, the park, someone's garage, a bus stop bench, and I think a shelter near the school."

"Okay," James said, "We'll start with the park seeing how it's the closest to where we are,"

"Okay." I said. We were definitely in for a busy night.

So, how many of you read this is one sitting? Haha. I know it's long, but it's kind of two chapters in one, hence the two different names. (One thing I have to mention though. The next chapter they find Logan, dead or alive, :O and then the next chapter after that they'll be preparing for the trip. Just so you guys get the time frames here.) So….Where do you guys think Logan is? A) The Park B) alley #1 C) alley #2 D) Bus stop bench E) shelter Let me know in a review :)