Carlos sat in the waiting room of the hospital. For hours he just stared at the ground. No thoughts were running through his head. All he felt was emptiness. It was like he forgot how to feel. Everything he ever felt contained memories with Logan. That picture of the burning car kept showing up in front of his eyes. Carlos still believed this wasn't reality. This couldn't be reality. Suddenly someone opened the door of the waiting room. " Carlos.", Jen went up to him worriedly and gave him a supporting hug. Though his friend wasn't the only one coming through that door. "How is he?", Camille glanced at Carlos. This was the first time Carlos had seen Camille since Logan told her. He looked to the ground again when he realized that he was the reason why they broke up. The reason Logan got drunk. The reason he forgot thinking and drove that stupid car. Carlos tried to focus again and replied to Camille's question. "He's still in surgery. But the doctor's said the chances are high that he'll make it.." Camille nodded and sat down next to Carlos' seat. Jen tried to break the akward silence that filled the room for a few moments. "Hey.. uhm.. I'm gonna get us some coffee. I'll be right back, okay?" "Hmm..", Carlos replied without even giving his best friend a single look. Jen left the two of them alone in the waiting room. Minutes passed without any of them speaking when Carlos couldn't take it anymore. "Camille.. I'm... sorry..", he apologized. Camille turned to her old good friend and brushed a lock of hair out of her face. "I just can't believe you did this.. I thought you were my friend", she said. "But I am." "Then why couldn't you keep your feelings to yourself? Everything was perfect between me and Logan.", Camille stood up and crossed her arms. "You ruined everything for US." "I never meant to ruin this.. I just.. that's the way I feel.", he looked ashamed to the ground. "Then stop feeling THAT way!" Carlos stood up from his seat in anger. "I'm sorry, okay? I CAN'T CONTROL MY FEELINGS! IF I COULD NONE OF THIS WOULD'VE EVER HAPPENED! It tried to fight my feelings for YOU AND LOGAN. All I ever wanted for him was to be happy! NOTHING ELSE!" "AND HE WAS HAPPY WITH ME. Until YOU had to came up with this whole I Love You Thing!" Jen came back into the waiting room. The first thing to notice both of them screaming at each other. "WHOA. GUYS!", she put the coffee down on a random chair and immediately got between Carlos and Camille. "Easy. Okay? What's going on?" None of them gave Jennifer a reply and just glanced at each other. "Guys?", she tried to get their attention again.. unsuccessfully. "Family or friends of Logan Mitchell?", a doctor interrupted the situation. "Yes.", all 3 of them replied at the same time. "The surgery went great. Mr. Mitchell needs a lot of rest for the next for weeks. He lost a lot of blood and has a serious brain concussion, but he'll be alright.", the doctor stated. All of them nodded in response. "Can we visit him?", Jen asked. The only one being able to talk out of the three at this point. "Yes. But only one by one. Mr. Mitchell is asleep right now though. It's room 103." The doctor left them again and Camille made her way to the door as well. "Where are you going?", Jennifer asked her confused. "Visting my husband, what else?" Carlos eyes widened. "What? No. I wanna visit him first! He's my best friend!" "HE IS MY HUSBAND!" "GUYS! SERIOUSLY?", Jen went in between them again. "YOU HAVE TO STOP THE FIGHTING!" "I have a right to see him. LOGAN IS MY HUSBAND." Carlos looked sadly to the ground. Jen noticed it and could clearly see Carlos' pain from his face expression. "And You, Camille, you practically have broken up with Logan the other night. So he isn't your husband at the moment." "Still on paper." "Doesn't count." "BUT HE LOVES ME!" "well.. YOU HAVE TO FACE THE FACT THAT LOGAN LOVES CARLOS, TOO!" Camille stared shocked at Carlos who was constantly looking to the ground. She didn't know how to reponse to that. Logan told her about the kiss and about Carlos' feelings. This was the first time she heard that Logan felt the exact same way about Carlos. "So...", Jen continued trying to find a solution on who can visit Logan first and found a coin in her pants pocket. "That'll work.", she grinned contentedly. "Head or Tail?", she asked Camille. "Head." "Alright. If it's head you'll visit him first. Tail means Carlos will." Both friends nodded and Jennifer threw to coin up in the air to catch it a few seconds later. She opened her hands again. "Tail." Carlos finally looked back up. "That means Carlos will visit Logan first. I would say 30 minutes.. and then it's Camille's turn." Camille was fine with Jen's suggestion and took a seat in the waiting room again. Carlos was about to go visit Logan when Jen hold him back. "Hey.. I have an audition early tomorrow so I'll leave now. Kendall & James will be here soon, too. I called them before. So you can drive back home with them then." "Okay." Carlos leaned forward and embraced her. "Thank you.", he whispered. "Anytime."
Carlos barely was able to open the door of Logan's room. He had seen parts of his best friend through the window already. It hurt too much seeing him lying there like this. Especially when Carlos still had the feeling this happened because of him. After a few moments he finally gathered enough courage to push down the doorhandle. He took one step after another. The closer he got to Logan the more guilt he felt inside. Carlos' big brown eyes were filled with tears. His best friend looked so damaged, so shattered. Carlos sat down on a chair next to Logan's bed and took his hand just like he did when he was in the ambulance before.
"Logie, I'm so sorry.. This is all my fault." Tears ran down Carlos' face. He looked ashamed to the ground. "If I never told you how I felt you wouln't be here.. You wouldn't be in this condition. You would still live your perfect life with Camille. I've been selfish. I knew how Camille would react if you told her about what happened.. But I didn't even try to stop you. I wanted her to leave you. I wanted us to be together. That was wrong. I know that now. All of this was a sign, right?", he looked at his friend trying to get a response. But Logan didn't move. "That moment she left you and we were finally able to be together you lost it compeltely. I'm not right for you, Logie. I never wanted you to get hurt. I.. I love you and therefore I gotta do what's best for you. And if it's Camille.. then it is what is." The rest of the time he had left before it was Camille's turn to visit Logan, Carlos just spent with holding his best friend's hand and watching him. This was the only way he could give Logan energy.. he hoped.
A knock on the door made Carlos look up from his injured friend. He stood up from his seat and Camille gave him a small smile. "Carlos..", she said softly. "I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have said those things before.. I was just.. worried and.." "Disappointed.", Carlos finished her sentence. "Yeah.." "It's okay.. I understand why you acted that way.. I would've done the same in your position." Camille smiled at him once again and then turned to her husband. Carlos closed the door behind him and watched both of them through the half-opened window shades of Logan's room. Leaning against the hospital wall he stared at the relationship he had broken apart. Camille was sitting in the exact same position as Carlos was before, holding her husband's hand. Suddenly Camille's face expression lightened and Carlos took a step closer to the window. She leaned over to Logan and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. He woke up. Logan woke up. For a second Carlos expression lightened as well because of that fact.. But as soon as he realized that he won't be able to be next to Logan and won't be able to embrace him right now his smile faded away immediately. Carlos put his hand on the cold glass of the hospital window and stared at both of his friends. He didn't know what to feel. Part of him was happy to see his best friend awake again.. The other part realized how happy Logan was seeing Camille right next to him. "He's happy.. that's all that counts.", Carlos told himself multiple times in his mind. Only now Logan turned his head to the hospital window noticing Carlos standing there. He gave him the best smile he could in his condition. Carlos smiled back, turned away from his best friend's room slowly and made his way back to the waiting room. He had to let go. It was the only way that at least one of them could be happy in the end..
