So guys, my updates are going to be kind of out of whack now. School has started again and year 11 is pretty damn hectic. Although, I like to think only two more years and I'm out! So whoop! But nonetheless I apologize in advance if I'm extra slow updating, blame my teachers. So you know how I said this chapter would be awesome? Well it's not bad, but I don't know if it classes as awesome. Really it's only because it lacks a bit of Logan and has more Lucas. I do not like Lucas. I don't know why, I liked him in my last chapter. So you can tell I kind of took it out on him in this one. I have some super awesome plans for my next chapter though, Logan central next haha :P
So enjoy and as always I do not own big time rush, if I did I would not be writing fanfiction that's for sure.
"So his really back? For good, good?" Kendall asked for what seemed like the hundredth time.
"Yes Kendall, that's what he said," Logan sighed.
Mrs. Knight and Mr. Mitchell went to go get some coffee and the boys came back into Logan's room to interrogate him about what had just happened.
"But I don't get it," Carlos said suspiciously, he sat on a chair next to Logan's bed.
"What don't you get Carlos?" James asked confused, "Logan's dad is back and they had chick flick moment which consisted of them coming to an agreement that Mr. Mitchell is stupid."
Kendall and Logan rolled their eyes, "I'm pretty sure it was a bit deeper than that. It was deeper than that right Logan?" Kendall asked the last part.
He laughed, "Yea it was."
"Okay, I don't want to be the one to point out the obvious, but hasn't he said that before?" Carlos asked. He looked towards Kendall and James who were sitting at the end of Logan's bed, barely leaving enough room for the patient who was supposed to be occupying it. Mr. Mitchell had come in and out of Logan's life many times and every time they had been there to pick up the pieces. It wasn't the first time Lucas has promised to be there for Logan. Many times he had promised that he wouldn't miss Logan's hockey game, or that he would make sure he came to the next award ceremony, or be there next time Logan brought home an A. However every time he had promised this, he had also broken it. Carlos would never say it out loud but he would much rather Mr. Mitchell stay out of Logan's life so he couldn't hurt him again. It was once said that having nothing can be lived with. However one hope has been seen and then taken away, it is much harder to go back having nothing. Carlos didn't want that to happen to Logan. Again.
"I know Carlos," Logan sighed and played with his blanket, "I told him that."
"You told him that?" Kendall asked.
"Yea, I said that he can't say he's going to be a good dad and not go through with it. His done that before and I told him I can't deal with it again."
"What did he say when you said that?" Kendall asked.
"I bet he felt like a jerk," James scoffed.
"Yea, I think he did," Logan admitted.
"Well he should!" James said.
"Yea he really should," Kendall agreed.
"So what now?" Carlos asked after a moment of silence.
"I have no idea," Logan said.
Truthfully he was still extremely nervous about his dad.
"Hey guys," Mr. Mitchell said as he and Mrs. Knight came in, coffees in their hands.
"Hi," Carlos said awkwardly while Kendall and James just smiled and nodded at the man. The three boys had no idea how to react towards Logan's dad. How many times had this man standing in front of them disappointed there friend? How many times had this man been the reason for the brunette's tears?
"How are you Logan?" Mrs. Knight asked and kissed his forehead. Something she had come accustom to doing.
"Yea alright," he replied.
Mr. Mitchell smiled at all the boys as kindly as possible and went to sit down next to Logan on a chair.
"You alright Logie?" Lucas asked his son.
"Yea alright dad," Logan said not looking at him. He was still very wary of this arrangement.
Kendall laughed, "So he gets to call you Logie?"
Logan blushed and rolled his eyes, "Shut up Kendall."
Kendall laughed and he took down a mental note to always refer to his shorter friend as 'Logie' from now on.
*40 minutes later*
"I'm bored," Carlos huffed in annoyance.
"Shhhh," James whispered and gestured to the sleeping boy in the hospital bed. Logan had fallen asleep not long after Mrs. Knight had left saying she should go check on Katie. Leaving Kendall, James, Carlos, Mr. Mitchell and a sleeping Logan.
"Does he always do this?" Mr. Mitchell asked while pushing Logan's brown hair away from his face.
"Do what?" Carlos asked, none of the boys bothered looking away from the TV which was currently playing Days of our lives.
"Lie about how he's feeling. He's burning up but he said he was fine before," He said.
"I don't think it's anything to worry about, his had a fever the whole time being sick. I overheard the doctor say it wasn't anything serious," James said uninterested.
The boys knew that if it was really something to worry about a nurse would have said something. Or Mrs. Knight, she was constantly checking his temperature. But in that sneaky way parents do by kissing your forehead. Although the boys were sure Logan had no idea what she was doing, after all he didn't have someone to check his temperature when he was sick. They were sure he just thought she was being overly caring, which she was also doing.
"Oh okay," Lucas said.
"Moms being taking care of him, she'd know if something was wrong," Kendall said confidently.
"Right," Lucas replied, "It just doesn't seem right to me."
Kendall snorted, "How would you know anyway," He mumbled however Mr. Mitchell heard.
"Excuse me?" He asked almost outraged.
"Don't sound so surprised," Kendall said annoyed but still refused to take his eyes off the TV.
"Excuse me, but what exactly are you trying to say young man?"
"All I'm saying is, how would you know what is wrong with your son anyway," Kendall spat standing up to face the man, "He has been sick for days now and we haven't heard a word from you!"
"Actually that's not true," James argued and Kendall almost thought his best friend wasn't going to side with him, "He called Logan once, told him he wasn't coming and made Logan cry."
Kendall smirked when he visibly saw Mr. Mitchell cringe.
"Son, I don't think that's any of your business," Mr. Mitchell said.
"Do you know who we are?" Kendall said almost arrogantly but he didn't care. They had been a part of Logan's life more the last few years then he had ever been.
"You're his friends," Mr. Mitchell said confused.
"We are his family. We've been there for him since we were 6! We've been through everything with him. We were the ones consulting him when his mother died and you bailed. We were there whenever he was sick, or hurt, or upset. Every time you couldn't make it somewhere who do you think was there helping him through it! Where the hell have you been the last 6 years? Where the hell were you when he was bullied? Where were you when he had the flu? Where were you when he brought home a bad grade? Where were you when he was crying because his father wasn't there?" Kendall exclaimed furious.
"You know it's great that your back and all but I've heard this before. Do you realize how many times Logan has told me you were going to be there? How many times he told me that you were going to come to a hockey game, or come to parent teacher interview. I don't actually remember a time where you made one of them. Logan's my best friend, he is our brother. You hurt him. You've been hurting him for years and we have just stood back and watched. I will not see my brother get hurt again."
Mr. Mitchell looked stunned for a moment processing everything that Kendall had said. He looked over to the other boys. The one with perfectly cropped brown hair and the one wearing a helmet, they were now staring at him waiting for an answer. That's when he realized he had no idea what their names were. These boys had been a massive part of his son's life yet he had no idea who they were.
That's when he also realized he wanted to know who they were. He wanted to be a part of his son's life. He wanted to know what these boys were like, and just how much trouble they could get in when together. He wanted to know what schemes the boys did at school and the pranks they would play. He wanted to know just who bullied Logan and then kick the parent's ass when he found out. He wanted to watch a hockey game and cheer on his son. He wanted to know what awards Logan had won and what his favorite subject was.
He wanted his sons respect. He wanted his son's friend's respect.
"Your right," Mr. Mitchell sighed, "You're absolutely right."
Kendall rolled his eyes, "You can say you want to be in Logan's life, but until you prove it, I don't trust you."
Kendall then stormed out of the hospital room still furious.
Mr. Mitchell sighed and looked to the two other boys, "Sorry about Kendall, you get used to him." Carlos said, turning back to the TV.
"But we don't trust you either," James stated.
*Flashback, 6 years ago*
9 year old Kendall Knight ran around frantically looking for his best friend Logan. Well, one of his best friends. James and Carlos were playing on the monkey bars happily, trying to see who could hang upside down the longest. Although Carlos always won because James didn't like his hair being ruined. It was half way through lunch however and Logan had yet to be seen. So Kendall being the leader and protector he is went in search of his smaller friend.
So far, no luck.
He had looked in the cafeteria, the playground, the courtyard, the bus bay and everywhere else the 9 year old could think. There was only one place left to look and thinking about it now it should have been the first. The library.
Kendall swung open the doors and started to walk slower when the Liberian yelled at him for running.
"Logan?" Kendall asked timidly.
The brunette quickly wiped away his tears and looked up, "Kendall?"
Kendall sighed, Logan was sitting at a table in the corner, his math book open in front of him and tears smeared on his face. "Logan are you okay?"
He sat down next to his best friend and put his hand on the boys shoulder, "Yea I'm fine," Logan brushed away an excess tears. Kendall looked at the boy's math book and saw a letter on it. It was a letter printed from the computer, ones that Kendall saw Logan hold regularly and he instantly knew what was wrong.
"Logan its going to be okay, he'll be there next time," Kendall sighed.
Logan nodded and wiped his nose on his sleeve, "Yea I know. It's okay,"
"Loge,"
"No Ken, its fine. He just has to work tonight. It's okay something came up, he promised to make it to the next game," Logan said as he folded the letter and put it in his pocket.
"Yea, course he will," Kendall said trying to sound upbeat. For being 9 years old he had heard Logan say that a lot. He had also reassured the boy a lot.
Logan shrugged and smiled at Kendall, "Well we're still going to kick butt tonight!" Kendall exclaimed.
Logan perked up after that, "Yea! We so will."
"Were undefeated Loge! And after we win, you and the guys can come back to my house for the night and pizza,"
"After we win?" Logan laughed.
"Logan, when don't we win?" Kendall said confidently.
Logan laughed, "Where are the guys?"
"On the monkey bars seeing who can hang upside down the longest,"
"That doesn't sound good," Logan commented.
"No it doesn't," Kendall agreed, "Come on I'll race you"
Over the next few months Logan's father promised to make games and ceremonies, yet every time he didn't. He always sent an email, letter or called saying he was working or something had come up. Logan got less and less disappointed every time he didn't come. Eventually he got used to his dad not showing.
Nonetheless every time his dad said he would come, he held a tiny bit of hope this time he actually would. And when he didn't he printed out and held on to the letter for a few days.
I hope it wasn't a complete disappointment :)
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