Chapter 9

"I've had a crazy day! How much more am I expected to handle?" asked Kendall in a slow, measured voice.

"CUT!" screeched the director burying his head in his hands in discouragement.

"He's mad," said Carlos. "Way to go Kendall."

"For the hundreth time...this has literally been the hundreth time hasn't it?" asked the director asking the person who was in charge of the clapper board.

"Yes," he said.

"So for the hundreth time, say the lines natuarlly! Don't say them like a robot!" shouted the director at Kendall.

"Yes, but you want me to act like Kendall Knight and he would not say that line," said Kendall. "That line makes him sound like a whiner."

"Ok then, what do you think Kendall would say when his three best friends tell him that Gustavo is threatening to create another boy band and replace you?" asked the director.

Kendall took a deep breath and stood up off the couch.

"He would tell them to not give up; that they had to push through it and fight for what they believe in. He would tell them to never give up on their dreams and to persevere even if matters looked tough. He would say that they would be able to conquer anything as long as they stuck together," said Kendall. "That's what Kendal Knight would say in this situation."

The director had his jaw dropped in shock. It took him a minute before he had the ability to speak again.

"Alright, say that in the scene then," said the director. "It actually does sound better."

James gave Kendall a small smile as they reset the scene. Kendall took a big sigh. He had to listen to his own advice. He had to keep persevering even if it looked like he would never go home. He would get home someday.

"Quiet on the set," said the director as he leaned back in his chair and called action.

At least that's what Kendall hoped.


"Logan! Carlos! Wake up!" hissed James as he watched his two friends sleeping in the hospital chairs.

Logan was the first one to rouse from his sleep. He looked over at James and asked as he was rubbing the sleep away, "What do you need James?"

"I need you and Carlos to help me see Kendall," said James. "Maybe I'll be able to wake him up."

"You'll be able to wake him up from a coma?" asked Logan incredously. "Maybe the car crash did do some damage to your brain."

"Look please don't argue with me," said James.

"You sure you want to do this?" asked Logan. "You heard what the doctor said. You could become paralyzed."

"What happened to Kendall is all my fault," said James, "And if that is the consequence for my actions then so be it."

"Alright," said Logan. "If that's what you want."

Logan went out into the hallway and got a wheelchair. He wheeled it back into the room and over to James's bed, helping James into the wheelchair.

"How is Carlos still sleeping?" asked James with a laugh, trying to distract himself from the pain in his back as he adjusted to sitting in the wheelchair.

"Beats me," said Logan. "Carlos can seem to sleep through anything."

Logan wheeled James out of his room after looking both ways to make sure the hallway was clear. Logan quickly pushed James down the hall to where Kendall was being kept. He opened the door and pushed James inside. Luckily the room was empty except for Kendall who laid on the bed. Mrs. Knight, Katie, and Jo must have gone to get something to eat. Logan wheeled James over to Kendall's bedside and James just stared at him.

"I'm so sorry Kendall," said James, tears choking him. "It's all my fault that you are in this coma. Please wake up."

James looked away from Kendall for a second at the heart monitor that stood beside the bed, beeping rhythmically. James looked back down at Kendall, tears slipping out of his eyes.

"Kendall please," said James. "If you can hear me, give me some kind of sign."

Suddenly a long beep could be heard from Kendall's heart monitor. James brought his head back up and looked at it. Instead of having the wavy lines, this time there was just one long flat line.

"Oh no," said Logan.

"That's not the sign I wanted," said James with dread.