A/N: And again with these darn drabbles. But this is probably going to be the last one for a while unless I post tomorrow. I leave for TX early Wednesday morning for a five day convention, and I probably won't be able to update. But never fear! I will give you a drabble when I return. So, enjoy this little slice of angsty, tear-filled Kentie. (Yes, I just made that up) Kendall POV.

Warning: The usual.

Disclaimer: *raises eyebrows and sits in silence like Kendall in Big Time Reality Show*


She never ceases to impress me.

Life has thrown just about everything at the two of us, and she still stands her ground.

I may be the fighter and the protector out of the two of us, but she is the brain of the operation, the one who always stays calm and keeps me from losing it.

The two of us always have each others' backs, hell or high water.

We have been through everything a human being could survive, and the only reason we did was because of each other.

Every punch, every cut, every argument, every trip to the ER.

It was all worth it knowing that she would be safer.

Being around her is what has kept me sane for so long.

Her presence kept me from killing the Satanic monster that so wrongly hurt us.

And through every injury, every long night and every painful memory easier by being there for me.

And she never accepted any offers to repay her for sitting with me in the hospital, or for nursing my injuries.

And whenever I feel like I have nothing left to live for and that I will never be hapy, she is there with a hug or a comforting word to bring me back.

And that's often, more often than it should be.

How is it I can only be strong in a fight?

How can she tend to me so calmly, so stolidly without having a mental breakdown?

If there was ever a person that deserved an award for helping people, it's my sister.

She has always been there for me, and I want to be there for her.

Hell or highwater.


A/N: Sorry for the really bad ending and sorry its really short. But its really late and I wanna sleep and do some more homework. So, to make up for it, I'm going to post another chapter tomorrow, maybe 2 if I really wanna slack on my homework. And people wonder how I get As and Bs in school. Anyway, I love reviews, they are the spoon to my Nutella jar.