Fix A Heart
Disclaimer: I do not own anything recognizable, which includes BTR. I only own the plot and any OCs that may be added.
A/N: Okay, I think I am finally back, along with my inspiration. Well, actually I got this idea from one of my readers, Theweirdblond, which meant I had to scrap my whole idea for the next couple chapters that I had– but that's okay, because I like the way this will go way better than the way I was going. Although, I will add some things from my ideas from before.
I hope you guys like the way that this is going now.
Annyways, Here ya go! :D
Chapter Ten.
Kendall had a hard time falling asleep that night, tossing and turning in his bed as thoughts of what he has done to Logan swirled inside his head. He didn't want to act the way that he was, but at the same time he didn't want to be nice. It wasn't that he didn't want to; it was just because he didn't want anyone that mattered getting too close to him, only for them to hurt him the same way that Jett had.
Well, maybe not the exact same way that Jett had. But just hurt him as badly as Jett had; Kendall not being able to forgive the people that hurt him.
But at the same time, he wanted to just forget about Jett and all the pain that he's been through, and tell Logan the truth; tell Logan that Kendall wanted to be his friend, tell him that Kendall hadn't been using the time spent together to use it against him.
However, Kendall knew that it wouldn't be that easy; it would take time to get Logan to forgive him. And even if Logan forgave him, it was more than likely that Logan would end up hurting him in the process or afterwards – meaning that getting him to forgive would have been for nothing.
And so, Kendall wasn't sure what he was going to do.
But Kendall wanted answers now. He didn't want to wait for the answer, for what to do about everything.
He didn't know what to do about what had happened with that girl; waking up to find that she hadn't stayed long enough for him to know that it was wanted from both sides. It wasn't that he was still thinking that he had forced her into it; it's just that he was having a hard time thinking any differently. He's been acting like Jett lately, why would this be any different?
But he had to believe that he would never do something like that. He had to believe that he wasn't going to turn into Jett so much that he had to do everything that Jett has – or had – done in his life. And the girl wasn't there that morning to help him think any differently than he was at the moment.
But what was worse, was that he had never seen her before. So, he couldn't just go searching the school so he could ask her if she had wanted to have sex with him or if it was just that he forced her into it.
Still, he remembers that she had gone to his house willingly. She had stumbled up the stairs with him, practically falling on their asses when they tripped every few steps, them both giggling after they straightened out each time. They had almost fallen into his mother's door, banging their heads on the wall as they stopped themselves from hitting the door and waking her up. They had started kissing before they even reached his room.
It still didn't tell him that she had wanted the sex. It still didn't tell him that he hadn't forced her into it. He still didn't remember anything after they fell onto his bed once they reached his room and stumbled passed the threshold of the door.
Kendall had decided to take a walk to clear his head, knowing that the thoughts in his head would only get worse if he didn't bother to try and tire himself out. He quickly got out of bed, putting on his shoes before he got out of his room and make his way downstairs.
He detoured through the kitchen, getting a cup of water to drink before he goes outside. And when he opens the front door, he sees something – or someone – that he wouldn't think he'd see this late at night.
XxX
Around eleven was when James finally fell asleep, knowing full well about the thoughts that were going on inside of Logan's mind. Eventually, though, James' exhaustion won out and he passed out during one of the movies that Logan had put on to occupy himself for said thoughts.
Logan waited an hour, making sure that James was completely asleep that way he couldn't be stopped, and quickly gathered up anything that was his around the room; which hadn't been much, because he hadn't had time to grab anything of his before James and Carlos took him from home – not that he was complaining, he appreciated what they had done for him.
And when he finally had everything shoved inside his backpack, which they had gone back for that first night because they had school, he wrote a note for James and snuck out of the house.
His house was only about a five minute walk from James', and while Logan took his time – mostly postponing the inevitable – he thought about how much trouble he was most likely in for running away from home and whatever else his dad decided to blame him for. He was almost sure that his dad already knew that he was gay, but that wasn't going to slip passed his lips until he was one hundred percent certain that his dad knew.
In no time, Logan was making his way down his street and stopping right in front of his own house.
He barely has time to think that this was a bad idea and he should just go back to James' house, when the front door of Kendall's house flies open and someone's calling his name. Turning towards the voice, Logan notices that Kendall was the one that came out of the house and was talking to him, but couldn't really register much of what he was saying. At least, not until Kendall asked him why he was standing outside of his house.
"I'm going home." It was said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world; and really? It kind of was. Kendall was the one that told him to go home; it wasn't like Logan had thought up the idea by himself. "I'm listening to what you told me to do."
"And you actually think that listening to me is the smartest thing to do?!"
"What else am I supposed to do? Stay at James' and never go home again? Leave my dad here alone with my mom, so that way he can take his anger out on her?"
"Well, no; but you don't need to sacrifice yourself. Just – let's go inside my house and we can figure out a way to get your mom away from your dad. That way, neither of you are getting hurt."
"Kendall, I think it's a little too late for you to start caring about me. You've been acting like a dick for the last week; you don't get to come around and start acting like you care." Logan glared at him, lasting a few more seconds, and then taking a couple steps towards his front door.
"Logan, wait!" Kendall grabbed a hold of Logan's arm, only for Logan to shake him off and continue his descent towards the house.
Logan turned around when he got to the front door, looking at Kendall's face for the first time, and noticed how worried Kendall actually seemed. For those few seconds, his mind went back to thinking that this was a bad idea. He even had taken a step backwards, towards Kendall, when his own front door swung open and revealed his dad.
"Logan, get inside. You have some explaining to do."
Logan could tell that the words were forced out, due to the fact that Kendall was standing there and his father wanted it to seem like nothing out of the ordinary was happening between them, and Logan had no other choice but to listen and oblige.
"Kendall, I think it's best if you go home, now. I'd really like to speak to my son."
XxX
James woke up in the middle of the night, the alarm clock on the bedside table reading 2:30 AM, he thought that Logan was in the bathroom. So, he stayed up, waiting for Logan to come back. But as time drew on, James' eyes wouldn't stay open, and eventually he fell back to sleep.
When he woke up the next time, he noticed that Logan wasn't in the bed with him. That caused him to jump up out of bed, vaguely remembering that Logan hadn't been in bed with him this morning either, and ran down stairs in search of the smart teen.
It didn't take him long to search the whole house, coming up empty handed with finding Logan. It was the weekend, so Logan wouldn't have been at school; but James wasn't really sure where else he would be. He wanted to believe that Logan would have woken him up if he went somewhere without him, but that didn't seem like the right answer.
He quickly got dressed after running back up to his room, grabbing his phone from the bedside table and dialing Logan number a couple times, each time it going to voice mail right away; which only meant that Logan's phone was turned off. When James finally gave up calling him, he grabbed his car keys and ran outside, hopping into his car and driving towards Kendall's house; Kendall had been a jerk to them lately, but hopefully Logan had gone there to check up on him.
XxX
When James reached his house, his gaze stopped on Logan's house – hoping that Logan hadn't gone back home – before he got out of the car and ran up to the door. Knocking, James started getting impatient. It wasn't because James was annoyed with Logan missing, it was because he wanted to make sure that Logan hadn't gone home and gotten himself into any more trouble.
When the door flew open, James was still knocking on the door but quickly stopped when he noticed that Kendall had been the one that answered. His eyebrows were raised in surprised to see James there for a few seconds before they drew together in confusion.
"Um, you would have happened to see Logan anywhere, have you?"
"Um, I saw him last night before his father brought him inside." Was all Kendall said, making James' worst thoughts come true.
"Did you happen to talk to him before he went inside, or did you just happen to see him walking towards his house?"
"I tried telling him not to go home, but he wouldn't listen. I tried getting him to think about what he was about to do, but all he was worried about was his mom." Kendall looked almost disinterested in the conversation, his tone of voice mostly sounding as if he had just woken up and his face showing no sign of worry at all. But there was something about the way that Kendall kept shifting that made James wonder if Kendall was as worried about Logan and James was.
"And you just let him go home after that?!"
"What was I supposed to do? Force him into my house?" Kendall asked, finally showing some emotion towards the situation. "Besides, his dad came out and forced him inside. I wasn't about to go and refuse to let Logan listen to his own father."
"You could have called the police!"
Kendall didn't answer, instead looking down at the ground. Kendall knew that he should have done something to help Logan, knew that Logan was most likely in danger, but he hadn't had that strength to do anything about it at the time; he hadn't known what to do to help out. But he wasn't about to come clean about all the thoughts to James, because James was friends with Logan and he didn't want Logan knowing the truth about why he was acting like a complete dick.
"Well, now you can help me try and convince Logan's father that Logan doesn't want to stay there anymore."
"Uh, no; I am not helping you get Logan to leave. I tried getting him to stay away from there, but Logan wouldn't listen to me."
"Maybe that's because during school you told him to go back. Of course he isn't going to listen to you say the opposite once he listens to you." James said, as if it was as easy as that. Which to James, it kind of was.
"Well, why do you want my help, now? I'm the one that told him to go back. I'm the reason that he went back."
"So, that way you can make things better because you were the one that told him to go back home."
"So, what? You expect me to postpone everything that I have to do, just to help you get Logan out of his own home? He was the one that went back, whether I told him or not, and he's the one that wants to be there. If he didn't want to be home, he wouldn't have come here."
"What did you expect? He was already thinking that it was a mistake leaving home, and then you go and say that he had to go home. And why? Because you were tired of his parents asking you where he went." James said, starting to get pissed that Kendall was trying to make excuses. "But it doesn't matter, now, because he's already gone home and there is not even a slight possibility that his father is going to let him leave."
"Then why try?"
"Because it's better than giving up!" James yelled, letting his emotions get the better of him. "Now, I don't care what you do. I'm going over there and trying to get my best friend away from some psycho who thinks its right to beat on their child just because they don't like the way they are. And if I were you, I'd at least think about what will happen now that Logan is at home with his abusive father."
XxX
Logan regrets his decision. He regrets coming home.
As soon as the front door was closed, his father already had a fist flying through the air towards Logan's face. It hurt more than usual, and Logan figured that his father had been holding out all those other times; but the hits had kept coming and coming.
Logan had gotten good at blocking most of the hits – he had found out that he got bruises from it – only letting a few hit him on the head or the chest. It had made his dad all the more mad, putting more force behind each and every hit; but Logan had been able to stop him from hurting him more than that.
It lasted twice as long as usual, probably because Logan had disappeared and made his mom worry about him, and gave him darker bruises; but Logan had refused to back down, refused to let his father see him cry.
Logan had waited until his father let him go to his room to let the tears finally fall, to allow himself to finally realize his mistake.
He should have stayed with James. He shouldn't have came back.
More importantly, he should have listened to Kendall when he was standing outside of his house. He shouldn't have put up such a fight with whether or not he should have listened.
Now, though, he just wished that he was able to leave.
He could go out the window, but his dad was most likely listening closely for the slightest bit of noise coming from the room. He could wait until his father fell asleep or went to work, but he felt like that was way too easy. He didn't know any other way out.
So, he laid down on his bed and fell asleep; hoping that tomorrow would be a whole lot easier.
XxX
The next morning, Logan woke up with his arms and legs tied to his bed posts.
But that wasn't the worst part of it; his mouth was taped shut.
His father must have done this while he was asleep.
It worried him that he hadn't woken up when his father did this, worried him that he had slept through everything that had possibly happened when his father had put him this way. But what worried him the most is that he might never be able to leave this room again, might never see James or Carlos again.
With that thought, tears came to Logan's eyes. He didn't want to be stuck in here. He didn't want to never see his friends again. He wanted to get out of here, to figure out how to get James and Carlos to come get him. But worse, he wanted to scream out, maybe Kendall would be able to hear him.
There was no use in wishing and wanting because he was stuck in his own room, with his father watching over him and not letting him out. And there was no way that Logan was going to get anyone's attention when he couldn't scream or move or do anything to tell someone that he was in trouble.
But.
James should be worried about him. James should know that something's up, because Logan was supposed to be there yesterday morning; but he wasn't. And James should be trying to figure out a way to get in here with Logan. James should be out there trying to get him out of here.
All Logan had to do was hope that James was actually worried about Logan and not give up.
But even then, it was hard to because at the moment Logan was tied up to the bedposts of his own bed, with no way to get out.
A/N: So, this one wasn't filled with much. But I have to say, this one was the turning point for a lot of things. :)
I hope you guys liked it. :D