Chapter 10

Kendall's POV:

Mornings always feel uncomfortable but when you've just made a move on one of your friends the night before, its even more uncomfortable and awkward. I didn't feel the need to bring it up again after that night because Logan seemed to forget about it so I did the same. We were almost done filming at Pendleton but I was already ready to leave. Afterwards, the crew and extras got into the busses and we drove back out to Imperial.

The desert stuff started early. We really had to get a crunch on things because the weather was going to get worse. It was already 94 degrees outside so I could only imagine what things were going to turn into. The first few days were the hardest, of course. We were starting to adjust the sun and heat and wearing our gear outside while running around. Being inside clothing that isn't heat friendly isn't the best thing in the world but we had to do what we had to do. Everyday the set became more and more. One day we'll have a couple hundred extras walking around while at another time we'll actually have tanks and helicopters flying around our heads. We even had some actual Marines on set.

"You better get ready. We only have a few more minutes." I told Logan in the hotel room.

"Nah, I'm not going."

"Why?" I asked.

"Don't feel like it."

"Are you sure? I mean, I want you to let me know how I do in today's scene."

"Why today? What are you going to do?" He asked.

"That angry part again. I wanted to do it again because the first time was bad."

"No it wasn't."

"Yeah. It freaked me out because that characteristic isn't me at all. It's weird to be THAT angry." I said. "So I want to try it again."

"Do you think you're ready?"

"Yeah. I hope I am. It's an important part in the movie so I have to get it perfect."

I walked out from my trailer and met up with Jett. He and I were in the scene together so we walked to our places inside a large tent out in the desert. The other actor, got into his place and the scene started.
"Action!" Sam yelled.
Jett and I had riffles in our laps and we were putting them together and taking them apart trying to sort of battle each other, I guess. Everything was going as planned until it came time to blow up. This is where that little voice in the back of my head comes in and sykes me out. I decided to forget everything and think about something has been bugging me for a little while now as inspiration for the anger to come out. As the words came out, so did my temper. I wasn't myself anymore. It felt good to get angry. Things caught up with me when I got carried away and jabbed myself in the mouth with the barrel of the gun. I put my hand up to my mouth to try and ease the
pain but it was all too much. I walked off set for a little bit and checked to see if I was bleeding. Unfortunately I was but I didn't care. I wiped my mouth off and got back in front of the camera. I used the pain to get me more and more aggressive. I started to say my lines again but couldn't take it any more. I snapped. Before I knew it I was on Jett, hitting him on the head while we stayed in character. Seconds later Sam called cut and I took a breather. I took at Jett and saw him holding onto his head, his face showing the pain he was in. I didn't care. I tried to snap out of it. I rushed to my trailer and slammed the door but heard it re-open when Logan walked inside.

"Are you okay?" Logan asked while I looked into the mirror.

"Fuck!" I yelled. "It's chipped."

"Let me see." Logan walked over and I opened my mouth. "Does this hurt?"

He reached in and pressed on my front tooth with his finger.

"OW! Fuck!"

"Sorry."

"Son of a bitch." I looked at myself again.

"What was that over there? Where you supposed to beat up on him like that?"

"No. It was an accident." I said.

"Accident? You kept hitting him on the head. How many times did your hand accidentally smack him?"

"Look, I don't know! He made me bleed!"

"Don't get mad at me!" Logan replied.

"Then stop asking stupid questions!" I blurted out. I was so pissed that half my tooth was missing that I didn't care who I took it out on.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing"

"That's crap. Is it me? Did I do something? Are you mad because Carlos calls the room?"

"God, can you not mention him for one day?! I mean, you talk to the guy 24/7. Give it a break."

I walked over and got in Logan's face.

"What?! Where the hell is this coming from?" He had a look of shock on his face.

"I don't want to hear his fucking name anymore! Leave the guy alone already."

Silence. Logan shook his head and turned around then started to walk out of the trailer.

"You know, I thought you were a little different from the other asshole actors but I guess I was wrong. What a great fucking time to find out."
He closed the door and walked away.

Later that same day, I met up with Jett at the catering tent and tried to apologize but he didn't want to hear it. I couldn't begin to imagine how he felt after being pushed around like he was. If I was in his position I wouldn't forgive myself either. The two of us didn't speak the entire day.

I walked into the hotel room late. Logan was laying on the couch in the dark T.V. room. He looked at me but turned his head away again. Of course I felt bad but I guess I had too much pride to say sorry to him.

When I was lying in bed, in my room, all I could do was think about what had happened earlier. Even if Jett wouldn't accept me saying sorry I was not going to stop trying to apologize to Logan. I felt that it was something that needed to be done as soon as possible. I suddenly
heard the T.V. in the other room turn on so I figured Logan was still awake. Slowly, I made my way out of bed and walked to the doorway.

I noticed Logan in the television light sitting upright on the couch cushions with the remote in his right hand, flipping through the channels.

"Hey." I tried to get him to say something. He ignored me again. I moved over to the couch and sat besides him.

"Look, I'm sorry. I had no right to blow up like that. I wish I could take it back but I can't so all I can do is apologize."

"Why didn't you say something earlier?" He said. "It would've made it easier for both of us."

"I know but I'm not the person to just come out and say things until I can't take it anymore. It's weird, I know."

"Yeah well, I guess its okay. I mean, we all have our moments. I was just the cause of yours."

"So am I forgiven?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah."

"One thing though. Do you really think I'm an asshole actor?"

"No. I just said that because I was pissed off."

Silence.

"So is there anything good on?" I asked looking over at the television screen.

"Nope. Mostly infomercials selling exercise equipment."

"Can I see the remote?"

"Yeah, sure." I took the remote from Logan and turned the T.V. off.

"What are you doing?"

"Well, in order for us to get along a little better we should probably talk a little."

"About what?"

"Anything. Like uh.. tell me a secret. Something no one knows."

"A secret? Okay. Okay, when I was younger I used to watch the show 'Hercules' and I used to pretend I was his him. I would try and pick up the bed and drawers like he would

pick up heavy rocks and stuff." That was the funniest thing I've ever heard.

"Your turn."

I had to think about it for a second. "Lets see. Oh okay. I used to be in a band when I was younger. Like, in my teens."

"A band? Rock band or marching band?" Logan smiled.

"Rock band. We played really bad music. It was terrible. I was the lead singer."

"What?! Do you still remember a song?"

"Yeah, actually."

I opened my mouth and the words from our ONLY song came out. I was a little amazed that I remembered it word for word.

"That was amazing." Logan clapped. He was just being polite.

"Thank you." I looked over at Logan and saw him looking back at me. I
smiled and looked away shyly.

"It's late. I should get to bed now." I said then stood up to leave. Logan took me by the wrist and pulled me back down then kissed me without warning. I didn't stop him. I leaned back onto the couch and let Logan hover over me between my legs. Our lower bodies pressed together as our lips sucked the flavor of each others mouths like we would an ice cream cone or lollipop. I pulled him down by his neck and started to kiss him with more power
behind each kiss. He slowly made his way from my mouth to my jaw then to my neck. Shivers were having a field day running up and down my back. We were both locked onto each other like a hunter is locked onto his game and we fell asleep like that.

The next morning Logan and I got out to location and seeing as how I was a little bit late I went directly into make-up and wardrobe while Logan walked around. After coming out, I went to meet with Sam so he could give me a quick run through then moved on set to see how things were looking.

I noticed Logan standing out in the open looking around at everything happening around him.

"It's great, right?" I told him while I walked up from behind.

"Yeah. It looks so real."

"Here." I took a small envelope from my pocket and gave it to Logan.

"What's this?" He asked.

"Open it."

Logan opened the envelope and pulled out a silver chain and dog tags.

"Oh wow. This is so great. They say my name and everything."

"I had Sam order an extra pair when he ordered ours. Do you like them?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

"Just thought they would be a little memorabilia from the set."

"I'm an official Marine now." He said. "Are they both the same?"

"Yeah, they say the same thing."

"Do you want to trade one? I'll give you one of mine, you give me one of yours?" Logan asked.

"Yeah, sure." We swapped one tag and Sam called me over to start filming.

Today was an actual kick back day. No filming until later on. I walked around the hotel room while Logan sat on the bed in my room. The phone rang and I went to get it.
"Hello?" I said. "No, this is Kendall who's this? Ashley? Yeah, hold on a minute." I went into the other room and handed the phone to Logan. "Its your friend." I said.

I woke up the next morning feeling good until I noticed Logan was gone again. I figured he was outside I didn't pay much attention. After minutes and even an hour that passed, I saw that maybe he wasn't outside after all. I went down to the front desk and asked the lady if she'd seen him walk out. I gave her his description and she said that she had seen someone by that description walk out early morning. I was confused. Maybe it was only someone who looked like Logan. I wasn't sure. I got back up to the room and called Logan' cell phone but there was no answer. Even though I was a little confused, I still had a job to do so when I got onset I left the
situation behind me and did what I had to do. After hours of filming I had gotten downright worried.

"Hey James!" I called out.

"Yeah?" He said.

"Have you seen Logan around?"

"No, isn't he with you?"

"No. I woke up and he wasn't in the room. I thought he had gone somewhere but its been hours since then."

"You should ask Sam. He has a checklist of everyone that has been on set today."

"Okay thanks." I left and went to find Sam. I found him talking to Bobby over by the camera equipment.

"Sam, can I talk to you really quick?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure. What's up?"

"I just wanted to ask you if you've seen Logan."

"No. Oh, but I did talk to him last night."

"Last night? Why? What did he say?" I asked.

"He said he had an emergency and had to go back home."

"He left?"

"Yeah, I even put him on a flight back for this morning." Sam said.

"Are you for real?"

"Yeah. He didn't tell you?"

"No. No, he didn't."

Why didn't he tell me? I was so confused. I guess there was nothing I
could do so I went on with my day.

I don't know if anyone is still reading this but I'm back~ I know it took me a long ass time time to update this, there will be one more chapter coming out this Friday. I promise I'm not abandoning this fic until it's done. Reviews and comments are always appreciated!~ ^_^