Sometimes Life Just Sucks
Summary: Kendall, confused on his feelings for Logan, leaves the apartment on a walk, and ends up possibly ruining his life.
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Kendall's POV
"Gustavo! We were suppose to be done like half an hour ago!" Carlos whined. I looked up at the clock, and saw it was already a quarter past 3. I was gonna go hang with Micah at 3...
"No, you dogs are far from being done!" Gustavo yelled. "Now! Halfway There, from the top!" He yelled into the microphone.
"Ugh…" We all moaned.
By the time we finished rehearsal it was already 8:30 at night. I quickly grabbed my phone from my jacket pocket, and texted Micah.
-Hey Mic, Sorry, I got held late, and I can't hang out with you. To tired. I'll come over tomorrow morning? That sound okay?- I texted and waited for a response as we waited for Kelly to take us home.
The ride home I kept pulling out my phone.
"What's wrong Kendall?" Logan asked.
"Micah hasn't texted back. And I texted him half an hour ago…" I sighed, placing my phone back into my pocket.
"He probably just fell asleep." James stated.
"Yeah you're right." I chuckled, and put my phone away.
We arrived home, and quickly all climbed into bed, exhausted.
"Night Logie." I called out into the dark room.
"Night Kendall." He chuckled. I checked my phone again, to see if I had any text from Micah, lighting up half the room.
"He'll text you when he wakes up." Logan mumbled.
"I know." I rolled over and fell into a deep slumber.
The rising sun fell over my face, and woke me from my sleep. I moaned, and checked the clock, 6:14.
I sat up, and saw Logan still soundly sleeping. Pillows on the floor, and his blanket kicked to the foot of his bed. I chuckled, picked up the pillows, slid one under his head, and pulled the blanket up to his shoulders.
I saw him smiled slightly, and I lightly kissed his head. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans, and a shirt. I grabbed my shoes and made my way out to the living room.
"Where you going?" James asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Gonna go for a jog. Wanna join?" I asked.
"Sure. Let me grab some clothes." He ran off to his room. I pulled on my clothes and shoes as James ran in, fully clothed and tying a bandana around his head.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Yep." I smiled, and grabbed the extra house key, before leaving with James.
"How often do you go and jog?" James asked as we walked out of the Palm Woods.
"Every once in a while. While Logan and I were fighting, it really helped to clear my head and think." I told him, as we jogged down the deserted sidewalks.
We jogged around the park a couple of time, only having to stop twice to sign autographs.
I glanced at my watch, 8:00 on the dot.
"What time is it?" James asked me.
"8." I told him.
"Wanna go jog over to Micah's house and wake him up?" James suggested.
"Sure." I smiled, as we turned on the street that would lead us to Micah's.
"James… I think you need a shower…" I chuckled as a trash truck drove by us.
"EW! It's not me!" He wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Ha!" I chuckled. I slowed to a stop as I saw Micah's house. "That's strange. Normally Noah's car is here."
"Huh…" James shrugged. "Go knock."
I jogged up the sidewalk and rang the doorbell. Then stood and waited.
"Ring it again!" James hollered after I waited a good 5 minutes.
I rang it again, and even knocked. After 5 more minutes, still nothing...
"Look in the window! Maybe they went to the store or something!" James yelled.
I walked over to the window and peered in.
I gasped at the sight.
"J… James… come here…" I looked over to him.
"What?" He asked, and jogged over.
"There's nothing in there… It's empty…" My voice wavered.
"What?" James asked, and looked in the window himself. "Maybe they're cleaning? And decided to pack things up?"
"You looking for those three kids?" An older man, around 50, asked us.
"Yes. Do you know where Micah is?" I hopped off the porch and walked over to the man.
"Those kids are gone." He sighed.
"What do you mean?" James asked.
"Yesterday those kids' dad showed up, and made them pack up the house. Told me that they were moving." He told us.
"Moving? Like to a different street?" James asked, as I stood there silent.
"No. Their dad told me that he was moving them to… uhm… New York… if I remember correctly." I gasped.
"N… New York!" I screeched. "B… But he would've texted me!" I gasped, my breathing shallow .
"They left real late last night. Probably around 11 o'clock. I heard them because the son with long hair was yelling and screaming about his phone. I guess his dad must have taken it…" The man said.
"Micah…" I sniffed.
"Oh wait a second… You're Kendall aren't you…" The man gasped.
"Y… Yes." I nodded.
"Oh hold on." He hurried inside and then came back out carrying something. "I remember the boy, Micah, coming to me, and handing me this." He held out the turtle necklace to me. "And he told me to tell you, Sorry." He said sadly.
I grasped the necklace, and suddenly the dam broke, and tears just poured.
"Kendall…" James hugged me tightly.
"He's gone…" I sobbed. "I just got back together with him… and he's gone!"
The man walked back inside leaving James and I alone outside the empty house.
I hung the necklace around my neck, and wiped my eyes.
"Let's go home…" I sniffed.
"Okay." James said sadly. We made our way back to the Palm Woods. I managed to calm my crying as we walked through the semi-empty lobby.
"Hey! Kendall! Logan told me that you got back together with your boyfriend!" Jo ran up to us. I opened my mouth, and the tears started again. I turned and took off towards the elevator.
"Kendall!" James yelled, and ran after me, leaving Jo standing there, confused.
We rode the elevator in silence. James kept an arm around my shoulders as we walked into the apartment.
"Hey! Kendall! I wondered where you…" Logan ran up to us. "Are you okay?" He paused when he saw I was crying. "What happened?"
"Micah left last night." James told him, when I didn't answer.
"He what?" Logan gasped.
"What happened?" Carlos asked.
"Kendall and I were told by a neighbor, that Micah, his brother, and sister, all moved last night. Because of their dad." James said again.
"Where to?" Logan asked, taking my hand in his.
"To New York." James said sadly.
I sniffed, and ran off to my room.
"Kenny…" Logan ran in after me. I laid on my bed and hugged my pillow. "Kenny… I'm so sorry…" Logan whispered, sitting next to me.
"It's not your fault…" I said between sobs.
"It is though… If I didn't break you two up, then you would have been able to spend time together." He sighed. I sat up, and looked at him. He smiled sadly and hugged me tight, his arms around my chest. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, and laid my head in his hair.
"But then you wouldn't be my friend." I said softly.
I felt him shrug softly.
"How'd you get the necklace?" He asked, taking it in his hands.
"He gave it to his neighbor to give to me." I sighed. "I hate this…" I sniffed, the tears finally dried up.
"I know…" Logan tightened his hug on me. "But it'll get better." He looked up at me.
And for the first time in a long time, I saw genuine love in his eyes. I pulled my arms from around him and took his face in my hands.
"You're the best Logie. You know that?" I asked.
"Yeah I know." He smiled, and snuggled into my hands.
"I love you…" I whispered.
"No you don't…" He chuckled, pulled from my grasp, and stood.
"But I want to…" I whispered.
"Yeah. We can… someday. But not today." He smiled, kissed me on the cheek, and left the room.
I knew that he was right for me…
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