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Kendall looked into the chocolate brown orbs that were piercing into his own green eyes. This boy cared, he wanted to help Kendall no matter what it took. He would take down whoever was causing the pain. He would eliminate them, Kendall would never have to deal with David again.
It was an amazing thought, opening up to Logan and having David gone, out of his life forever.
But did that necessarily mean things would be okay afterwards?
How would his mother be able to deal with knowing that her own son was being raped and brutally beaten for years by the man she loved? What would Katie do when she found out her own father did such heinous things to her brother? The young girl would find out eventually. It would tear their family apart and Kendall couldn't handle the thought of risking his sister's and mother's happiness for his own.
The blonde looked into the brunette's eyes a few more seconds before sniffling, wiping away his tears.
"S-Steve did it..."
Kendall hadn't even realized what he said till the words left his mouth and he immediately regretted it. Sure, Steve treated him like he was nothing and had laid hands on him more than a couple times, but never did Kendall think to blame it all on Steve. He could practically see the rage build up in Logan's eyes and he knew it was a big mistake.
"I'm going to fucking kill him, I swear! Why, why did he do this to you? You didn't do anything to him, that fucking piece of shit!," Logan was almost yelling, standing up and pacing around the room as hate and anger coursed through his veins.
"Next time I see him... ohhh, next time I see him I'm going to rip his damn thro-..."
"Logan..."
"... out of his neck. How could he-..."
"Logan!," the blonde shouted, catching Logan's attention, "Please, don't say anything or hurt him."
"How do you expect me not to say anything!? Kendall, he hurt you, he hit you hard enough to leave bruises on your skin, and you're fine with him getting away with that?"
"I know, but there is no point in telling him to stay away from me. It will only make him want to hurt me more..."
"After I'm done with him he won't even be able to wa-...,"
"Promise me, Logan," Kendall said, surprisingly sounding quite calm, cutting the brown eyed teenagers rant off.
"Promise what?," Logan asked, walking back over and sitting down next to the beautiful, shaking boy.
"Promise you won't say anything."
"Kendall, I can't promise that!"
"Pl-please...," he looked at the brunette, his emerald eyes begging the boy as a few tears started to form. Even though he hated Steve, he didn't deserve to have Logan attack him for something David did.
Logan sighed, Kendall made him absolutely weak. He felt like he couldn't say no to this boy without feeling like a complete jerk.
"Fine, I promise I won't say anything to him... but that doesn't mean I can't take it out on him during practice, you know like accidently knocking him on his ass in the rink!"
Kendall couldn't help but smile, even though he knew the bruises and injuries on his body weren't from Steve.
"Sure, but don't hurt him to bad too bad, he is the goal tender. You hockey heads need him, whether you like it or not. "
Logan smiled, picking the blonde up and swinging him over his broad shoulders. Kendall couldn't help but smile slightly and playfully pound on the brunette's muscular back.
"Where are you taking me?," Kendall giggled, trying to see were the two were heading.
"I figured there's no better way to cheer you up than by getting your butt beat at video games!," Logan chuckled, opening the door into the entertainment room.
He set Kendall down and the blonde couldn't help but admire the room.
There was three huge couches that lined the walls, a mini refrigerator on one side of the room and a pool table on the other side. Plastered on the wall was another enormous tv, with a x-box, cable box, and numerous video games sitting on a stand below it.
"Well, are you ready to lose?," Logan laughed, setting two bean-bag chairs a couple feet away from the television and plopping down on one. Kendall looked over at him, shaken out of his state of aweawe and grinned.
"Oh, you're going down!"
...
Kendall hardly even noticed that three hours had passed till he looked down at his cell phone, noticing the time. It was exactly six o'clock. Kendall paused the game, earning a disapproving grunt from Logan before the brunette turned looking at him.
"Dude! Why'd you pause it? I was just about to kick your ass!"
"It's six and my mom's home and I wanted to get home before six thirty."
Logan nodded, getting up and helping Kendall out of the bean bag he had sunken into. He put up the game and lead Kendall out, walking down the stairs.
"Mom, I'm dropping Kendall off, I'll be back in a few minutes!," he shouted, earning an okay from one of the rooms on the bottom floor.
The two left, climbing into the brunette's car and pulling away from the incredible home. Kendall smiled to himself, he really did have a good time with Logan. He really was starting to like him.
"You'll have to come over more often," Logan said, looking over at the boy in the passengers seat.
"I know, then I can kick your ass at video games more often!"
"You're as bad as James," the brunette laughed, turning down Kendall's block. He came to a stop a couple minutes later, Kendall looked out the window, noticing he was home. He unbuckled his seat belt and turned back towards Logan.
"Thank you... for everything...," Kendall said, pulling his bag over one shoulder.
"No problem," Logan grinned before looking at the blonde seriously, "I... I really like you, Kendall."
Kendall stared Logan, before finally leaning in, capturing his lips with his own. The emerald eyed boy really didn't know where the confidence came from, but it felt so right. He needed this kiss, he needed Logan's lips. He pulled away, blushing lightly as he looked at the shocked brunette.
"I like you too, Logie..."
Logan smirked, kissing the side of Kendall's mouth, "I'll see ya in the morning."
"Can't wait," Kendall said, getting out of the car. He waved at Logan, before turning around and heading into the house.
The door closed and Jen turned her head, so she could see who entered the home from where she was positioned at on the couch. A bright smile spread across her face as she noticed her son.
"Kendall! You're finally home! Where have you been?"
"Hanging out at my friends house... I thought I told you?," he set his bag down on the side of the wall and joined his mother on the sofa.
"No... you must of forgot to tell me before you left this morning."
"Oh, sorry Mom."
"It's okay," she smiled, "So were you at Jett's house?"
"No," Kendall said, smiling a bit. Jen looked at her son slightly surprised. He wasn't one who made friends easily.
"Really? What's the kid's name?"
"Logan... we got paired for a science project and he's... he's really cool."
"Well I'm glad your starting to make more friends! I love Jett, but it's good for you to hang out with more than one person," she laughed, getting up off the couch. Kendall hadn't even noticed that his mom was dressed in a beautiful red dress till she stood up.
"Where you going?"
"David and I are going out," she said, "Katie is over at her friends house, so you'll be alone for awhile. Are you okay with that?"
"D-David's home? But I didn't see his car in the drive way," Kendall said.
"Yeah, it's in the garage, hun. He's out in the back yard right now," she laughed, before walking upstairs to touch up her make up.
Kendall panicked, what if David saw Logan drop him off. He'd be in such deep trouble, he'd be in for a world of hurt. Who knows what David would do to him. The back door opened and David walked in, Kendall's eyes immediately shot up, looking at the older man.
"What are you looking at, Kendork," David said, giving the boy a weird look before heading up the stairs as well.
Kendall relaxed, grabbing the remote and turning on the television. David hadn't noticed that Logan dropped him off. David didn't know. He was going to be okay... for now.
...
Kendall walked down the stairs the next morning, entering the kitchen and heating up a poptart as he waited for Logan to come and pick him up. He would be here in fifteen minutes and he couldn't wait to see the boy again. Jen walked in the kitchen, giving her son a hug.
"I'll see you when you get home, honey. Oh, and I need you to pick Katie up!"
"No problem, Mom. I love you, have a good day."
The red haired woman hollered a 'love you too' as she walked out the door, walking to her car and driving away. Kendall jumped a little as he heard a pop, smiling when he realized it was only the toaster. He picked up the breakfast pastry and took a few bites. He was about to leave the kitchen till David came in, blocking the exit.
"Where you going," David asked, his lips twisting into the signature wicked grin.
"I'm going to get my stuff... I have school today you know," David moved, just enough for the teenager to squeeze through the doorway
"So, where the fuck is your car?," the older man asked, making Kendall freeze in his tracks.
"I-I left it at school... I went over to a friends house yesterday an-and he's picking me up," Kendall answered, not daring to turn and face the monster.
"Mmhmm, what friend?," David asked, setting a hand on the slender boy's shoulder.
"Jett... we hung out after school."
"That sure didn't look like Jett's car... you know, the car you came out of when 'Jett' dropped you off," David laughed, his grip tightening around Kendall's shoulders, turning him around so they were eye to eye, "Don't you fucking dare lie to me, Kendall. I will tear you apart. Who the fuck were you hanging out with!?"
He pushed the boy, his back slamming against one of the tables. David's hands move to the boys hips, gripping them tightly before pressing him into the table harder. Kendall felt the tears fall as the wood dug into one of his bruises.
"Let me go!"
"You were with that Logan kid weren't you!? Weren't you!?," he screamed in the boy's face.
"Yes...," Kendall admitted, receiving one hard slap to the face. He prepare for another, but opened his eyes as he felt David let go of his hips. The older man was out of the room before he knew it.
Kendall grabbed his stuff, feeling a vibration in his pocket. Logan was here, waiting for him. He wiped the tears from his face, turning back to make sure David was gone and walked out the door.
