Logan jolted awake and looked immediately toward the emerald eyed blonde. Logan sighed and raked a hand through his dark disheveled brown hair, he could have sworn that he heard the still unconscious boy say his name.
"It might take a while for him to get better." Logan jumped when he heard Susan's voice. "Oh, sorry Logan, I didn't mean to startle you, I just came to see if you wanted something to eat or drink, and to see if anything had changed."
"No nothing's changed, I swear that I heard Kendall say something a moment ago, but I must have been dreaming." Susan smiled slightly and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"You really care about my cousin an awful lot don't you?" Logan nodded. "He cares about you too, you know."
"Yeah, as a friend, and maybe a brother-"
"No, that's not what I mean. Logan he cares about you more than just a friend, and more than just a brother. It's clear to everyone, even Katie, and she's barely ten. If anyone's going to help him through this, it's going to be you."
"What da ya mean?"
"Long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to light."
"Huh?"
"It's from John Milton's Paradise Lost. I mean that Kendall's going to need you to help him, He's going to need the people that love him, because it's going to take a while for him to get better, and not just physically. He probably feels like no one could possibly care about him, or cares what happens to him, and stress probably made him over whelmed too."
"How do you know?"
"I had a rough patch too, I had Kendall, Aunt Jen and As to help me, and thankfully, it never got this bad, but it could have." She got up, and patted Logan's shoulder as she left.
Kendall Francis Knight, I will do everything in my power to help you out of whatever hell you're going through.