AN: This chapter is a little more exciting than the previous one. Hopefully you all will like it. I would like to thank CynCity49 for reassuring me that the pace of the story is good. I was really concerned that it was not fast enough and that people are getting bored. Or they weren't simply hooked from the first chapter. If you do feel like the story isn't going fast enough, please let me know so I can modify the later chapters. Thank you to all my reviewers. You guys are awesome.

After James and Carlos left that same day, Kendall went to check his voicemail on his home phone. Knowing his mother and her ridiculous Intel on everything Kendall related, he knew that what awaits him will be a long and outraged rant about his behavior and possibly his ability to disappoint his parents time and time again. He took a deep breath and prepared for what's to come before he pressed the button unleashing his mother's bone chilling wrath in his apartment.

*Beep* "You have one new voice message. Message one."

"KENDALL DONALD KNIGHT! YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A SON. HOW DARE YOU TREAT SOMEONE LIKE THAT? DO YOU KNOW HOW EMBARRASSED I WAS WHEN I FOUND OUT WHAT HAPPENED FROM JO'S PARENTS?" shouted Mrs. Knight, her voice echoing throughout the apartment.

Kendall just sat there on his couch, eyes closed, hands rubbing his temples trying to maintain his cool. He knew that his mother had a point about his behavior but she was too quick to judge without even hearing his side of the story.

There was a slight pause followed by a deep sigh which told him that his mother was trying to calm herself down. With most of her emotions in check she continued, a lot calmer than her initial outburst.

"Kendall, can you please get your act together? I'm getting sick and tired of hearing about the troubles you cause. Just please," she begged. "We only want what's best for you. Call me back when you hear this. We need to talk," she finished before the line went dead.

Kendall knew he had to call her as soon as possible. The longer he prolonged the inevitable, the worse the situation will get. But he needed to reassure a safe conversation with his mother. He feared that once he called, only yelling will come out of it, leaving both sides bitter and resentful. So, he texted his mother first, silently thanking the lord that his mother was adapted to modern technology unlike some parents.

Kendall: Mom, I heard ur message. Before I call u though, I want you to hear me out first. So, please give me time to explain before you start to yell at me. That's all I ask.

He sent the message and waited impatiently for his mother's reply. He paced back and forth in his living room, nibbling on his fingernails. He jumped when he heard his phone went off signaling that his mother has sent her reply.

He smiled when he saw the first half of her message but frown when he read the rest.

Jennifer: Okay. I will give you 5 minutes to explain yourself. I won't talk, but if you give me an unreasonable excuse, you can say goodbye to your car.

Feeling the pressure, Kendall erratically dialed his mom's cell phone number then pressed the call button. He pressed his phone to his hear as he waited for his mom to pick up. After the second ring, he heard a click followed by Mrs. Knight emotionless voice.

"Talk" was all she said.

He gulped before proceeding.

"Mom, I know what I did to Jo was inexcusable but I had my reasons. She was late for 30 minutes and when she arrived, she lied to me about it. She even said to my face that she didn't want to meet me. You know how I felt about the dates you set up. That and all the things that she did and said, I just couldn't control myself anymore," he explained. "I'm sorry," he apologized, sincerity in his voice.

Saying that Mrs. Knight was a little taken back by the apology was an understatement. This was the first time that Kendall made an effort to explain himself. He even apologized. Not the usual, "I'm just saying sorry to get you off my case" apology, but this time he sounded completely sincere. And what came out next out of his delinquent of a son's mouth really shook her to the core.

"Mom, I know this is out of the blue but thank you for everything that you, dad, and Katie have done for me. I just want to say I'm sorry again," he paused. "For everything. I love you."

She was silent, which made Kendall panic.

"Mom? Mom? Are you there?" he asked, anxiety evident in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm here sweetie," she replied back.

"So…," he began, wanting to know his mother's verdict.

He heard her sigh. Not good.

"I'm still a bit mad, Kendall. I know you have a reason but that doesn't excuse your whole behavior. You could have handled it better."

"I know mom. I'll try harder next time."

"Good and honey?"

"Yeah mom?"

"We love you too even when you're an ass," she said, a smile in her voice.

"Thanks mom, bye," he said, happy about how things turned out.

"Bye Kendall."

They both hanged up, ending their day in a happy note.

-Time Skip-

It's been two days since Kendall left Logan's apartment. Within those two days, all he could think about was Logan. Every night, his dreams were invaded by Logan resulting in not so innocent mornings. To make things worse, the only way for his "problems" to disappear was to think about the same person that caused him the problem in the first place while relieving himself. During those situations he shamelessly moaned Logan's name as he climaxed. He missed Logan desperately. He missed Logan's home cooking. For the first time he tried to cook. He tried to make grilled cheese sandwich one morning but ended up burning one side of the sandwich. It also tasted horrible compared to the one Logan made. After one bite, he tossed the rest straight into the garbage can. He sighed, picked up the phone, and ended up ordering pizza that day.

All these thought about Logan is making him crazy. He desperately craved for Logan's presence, his voice, his eyes, the contact, and pretty much everything that embodies Logan. He wanted, no, he needed to see Logan again and that is just what he decided he will do today.

Maybe I can take him to lunch or something as thanks for taking care of me. Maybe even see a movie. I'll just give him a call so….SHIT! I totally forgot to ask for his number. I guess I'll go to his apartment and see if he's free.

Kendall showered and got dressed. Normally he would hate to wear semi-formal clothing, but because he wanted to make a good impression on Logan, he didn't mind. He even wore nice dress shoes, not his usual comfortable vans. Once he deemed himself presentable enough and that the outfit would get an okay from the fashion sensitive James Diamond, he waltz himself out of his apartment towards his car, a bounce in his feet.

As he drove to Logan's apartment, he mentally scolded himself for not bringing anything for Logan. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

He quickly stopped by a nearby store to pick up some flowers. Once he was close by to the apartment, he hastily searched for the closest street parking since Logan's apartment building did not have a parking garage. He got off his car and made his way to the building, holding the bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Excited to see Logan again, he took two steps at a time as he climbed up the stairs. Once he reached Logan's apartment door, he paused, took a deep breath, and knocked. When the door opened, he was expecting to be greeted by a handsome short brunette with the warmest brown eyes and the most adorable smile. Instead, to his disappointment, he was face to face with a tall African American with bulging biceps. Kendall was confused.

Who is this? he thought.

"What do you want kid?" asked the man.

"Uhh, is Logan here?" Kendall asked still confused of the man's presence.

"There's no Logan here," said the man rather harshly before slamming the door shot.

That can't be right, thought Kendall. I'm pretty sure it was this one. I know I'm on the right floor. Must be a different room then.

Kendall moved on to the next door. He knocked hoping this time it was the right one. When the door opened, he was disappointed again. This time, he met a dark skinned woman with curly hair, a couple inches shorter than Logan.

"Hi, what can I do for you?" she asked. But before Kendall could ask his question, he was cut off by the woman.

"You're that guy that was in Logan's apartment!" exclaimed the woman pointing at him, startling Kendall.

"How did you know?" he questioned, a little scared that she knew of it. For what he remembered, he didn't meet her at all when he stayed at Logan's.

"Ohh, I help Logan change you since he couldn't bring himself to do it," she replied gigling. "I'm Kelly."

Kendall blushed. "Ohh! uhh, thanks for the help Kelly. I'm Kendall," he said offering a hand.

She politely shook his hand. "So what are you doing here?"

"Um..I'm here to see Logan but I don't quite remember which one was his. I thought it was that one," he said, pointing at the door next to Kelly's. "Do you know which one's his?" he asked.

He watched as her face dropped to a frown. Kendall did not like that. He thought that something must be wrong and he was right.

"He got kicked out."

"What?" exclaimed Kendall, not believing what he heard.

"He couldn't pay the rent so the landlord kicked him out this morning. Apparently, he planned to kick Logan out a long time ago and was just waiting for a replacement. He finally found one and immediately kicked Logan out. I offered for him to stay with me for a while but he refused. I don't know where he is right now," explained Kelly.

"No, No, No, NO!" repeated the blonde, pacing back and forth in front of Kelly, grabbing chunks of his blonde hair with one hand while still holding the bouquet with the other. He couldn't believe this was happening. Logan was kicked out. He had no clue where he was with no means to contact him.

"Kelly, do you have any idea where he could be?" he asked grabbing her left shoulder.

"Not that I know of. He told me once that he doesn't have any relatives anymore," she said wincing at the pain from Kendall's firm grip.

"Sorry," he apologized releasing his grip. "Where is your landlord?" he asked.

"In his office, on the first floor, all the way at the back," she said point down.

"Thanks Kelly."

"Please make sure he's okay Kendall. Logan's a good kid," she requested, truly concerned for Logan.

"I'll make sure of that," he reassured her before rushing back down stairs to find the landlord.

-Page Break-

Kendall burst into the room fuel by anger, disregarding the protest from the woman behind the desk, who he assumed to be the secretary. All he cared about at that moment was finding Logan. Thankfully the landlord was seated behind his desk. Kendall walked towards the obese man, disgusted by his appearance. He was wearing a white shirt, pit stains clearly visible. The odor he was secreting was repulsive. It smelled like dried urine with a mix of cheap alcohol.

Once he reached the desk, he placed the bouquet on top before he slammed his hands on hit hard and glared at the man sitting behind the desk with such intensity, it could burn hole right through solid concrete.

"Where is he? Where is Logan?" he demanded.

"Pssh, that kid? He's gone. Adios. I'm glad I got rid of him. He was making me lose business," he said picking up a stack of money, counting them not giving a damn.

Kendall was enraged. He grabbed the man by the collar across the desk and yanked him so that their faces were only inches away.

"Listen here you shitbag, you're gonna tell me where Logan is or I'm gonna pummel the fuck out of you and make you twice as ugly as you are now. Do you understand me?" he spat, shoving the man back making him fall on his chair which couldn't take his weight any longer and broke under him.

"Fuck! What the hell!" complained the man.

Kendall slammed his hands on the desk again which made the guy jump.

"I don't fucking care. Now tell me where he is!" he yelled.

"I-I-I don't know where he is," he stuttered, frightened of what the blonde might be capable of. "He didn't tell me. All I know is he went that way two hours ago." he said pointing to the left.

Kendall grabbed the bouquet and roughly threw it at the man, smacking him in the face hard before turned around and sprinted back to his car.

AN: I think I made the right decision to change the rating. Violent Kendall is violent lol. Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. I don't know if I can handle doing another multi-chapter story. I'm the type that can only focus on one thing at a time. If I do publish a new one, it won't be updated as fast as this. Thanks again for reading/reviewing and like always stay nerdy.