Authors Notes: So far so good. Second chapter for this week. One of the comments was actually close to how this chapter is gonna go. Hm, that means I have to put more surprises in this story. No problem. Enjoy : )
Logan's POV
*BANG*
I hear the gun go off, but I don't feel any pain. Am I dead? Wait, I can't be dead because I didn't feel the bullet go through my skin.
"HOLY SHIT!" I snap my eyes open and see Kendall in the floor gripping his left arm tightly. The gun he was holding just a few seconds ago was near his right foot. I turn around and see Carlos with a gun in his hand and a pissed off expression on his face.
"Logan, go upstairs," Carlos says through his grit teeth. I've learned enough from the first gun show to listen to him. I take one last look at Kendall and run upstairs as fast as I can.
Carlos' POV
After Logan ran upstairs, I focused all of my attention on that son of a bitch named Kendall Knight.
"What the fuck are you doing here Knight?"
"Taking what's mine,"
"Logan doesn't belong to you asshole. He's mine,"
He scoffs, "You actually think I want him? He's nothing but a worthless whore. That asshole is the reason I was in prison. I know we're enemies and all, but I was doing you a favor!" He's such a fucking asshole! All I wanna do is shoot his brains out. Instead. I kick him in his side.
"I should shoot your fucking brains out right now," I aim the gun to his head. He gives me this cocky smile that makes me wanna shoot him even more.
"I don't think you would do it with Logan in the house, would you?" He raises that damn bushy ass eyebrow of his. But he's right. I wouldn't do that to Logan.
He was so innocent before I brought him into this. This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me flirting with him all the time, he wouldn't have said yes to the date, he wouldn't have had a panic attack, he wouldn't have to had moved out his parents house for the week, he wouldn't have found out about the gang, he wouldn't seen those two guys bre-
*BANG*
Shit! The bullet blew past my head just by an inch. I run to the living room and jump behind a couch. He must've picked up his gun while I was thinking. I gotta stop doing that.
"Come on out, Carlos! Don't be such a little bitch!" He taunts.
I bring my head up from behind the couch and shoot close to his right side. He jumps back and hides behind a table. I try to shoot him again, but my gun is out of bullets. I could've sworn I put more in them. All my bullets are upstairs. But I can't lead him to Logan. Then I think about it, and realize I have no choice. I need something to use as a shield. I look around and see a knight.
You know, one of those knight statues that are in medieval castles? My uncle thought it would be a good gift for my choice of "Business". I never really understood why he gave it to me until now. A smirk grows on my face as I grab the shield, hold it by my side, and run to the stairs. Gun shots are fired at me, and ricochet to other spots of the room.
"Thank You Uncle Javier!" I say in my head. I run upstairs to my room and see Logan in a corner, holding his knees, and rocking back and forth. I quickly reload my gun and lock my bedroom door. I run over to Logan and pull him up. He throws his arms around my neck and clings tightly to me.
"Shh, its okay, baby. It'll be over soon," I whisper to him as I hear him start to cry harder. I look around my room for a way out and stare at a window. I push Logan away gently and put my gun down on the bed. I hold his face in my hands.
"Baby, we don't have much time. We gotta get out of here and go back to the safe house. Do you trust me?"
"Y-Yes. I trust you," I kissed him on his lips and grab my gun. I run over to my desk and pull out a pair of spare keys to my car. I walk over and open the window.
"Carlos? Wh-what are you doing?" Logan stutters.
"You'll see," I reply before I jump out the window. I land perfectly and turn back to look up into the window and see Logan staring wide eyed. I hold out my arms,
"Jump, baby!"
Logan's POV
"Carlos! Are you crazy!" I say as I keep looking back at the door.
"Logan! You gotta get out of there now! I'll never let you hit the ground!"
I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and reluctantly jump out of the window. I land in a pair of very muscular arms. I look up expecting to see Carlos, but instead I see a pair of emerald green eyes.
"Hello Logan," Those green eyes turn darker.
"Wh-where's Carlos?" I say as I look around. I try to jump out of his arms, but he just held me tighter. He nods his head in a direction,
"Carlos…fell asleep on the job," I look to where he nodded his head and saw Carlos laying there…still. I can feel hot tears flowing down my cheeks.
"Let me go! I want my Carlos!" Kendall turns my body to where I'm thrown over his shoulder.
He starts walking down the street to a black mustang, which I assume is his. My vision starts to get a little blurry from crying. He opens the door to the backseat and throws me in.
"This is payback for all those long months spent in prison," He punched me in my jaw.
I cry even harder. I want Carlos! He closes the door and heads over to the driver's door. He's about to open the door, when a gun goes off and suddenly, his body is leaning against the car. I look out the window and see Carlos, with a bruise on his forehead. He sees me through the window and smiles. He opens the door and helps me out. He leads me over to a motorcycle I'm guessing is his. I look back and see a bloody spot near his left shoulder.
Two shots in one day isn't good. Carlos looks back and says to Kendall,
"I always win," He climbs on the bike and I climb on after him.
Back At The Safe House:
2:00 pm
"I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE KENDALL WAS THERE!" Carlos screamed out in fury. I've never seen him get so mad before. I know this isn't really the time to say this…but he looks fucking sexy.
"Carlos, you need to calm down," He stops his pacing and looks at me.
"Calm down? HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO CALM DOWN LOGAN? YOU WERE HURT AND I WAS SUPPOSED TO WATCH YOU!" He screams at me.
Carlos never screamed at me like that before. Sure, that fight we had yesterday scared me a little…but I've never heard him yell like that. I bring my knees to chest and wrap my arms around them. I never liked yelling. Even if it wasn't directed to me. I feel it's so unnecessary. And it always makes me cry…like now. Tears start to well up in my eyes and one of them spilled out.
He must've noticed because he came running over to me. He removed my hands from around my knees and pulled me up to his arms. I throw my arms around his neck and pull him closer. Now all the tears are falling out.
"Baby…I'm so sorry. You know I didn't mean to yell at you. I just got so worked up. You shouldn't have been hurt, especially under my watch. I got so scared. I just felt like it was all my fault. I don't even blame you if you leave me and never talk to me again," I pulled away fast and held his face in my hands. I looked him deep into his eyes,
"Don't EVER say that again! We can't control what happens. I love you no matter what and will never leave you! I don't hold you to blame for what happened. But I know you'll make sure it'll never happen again. I know you'll protect me Carlos,"
"I will, baby. I promise,"
Meeting Room:
7:00 pm
Carlos and I are in the meeting room. He's sitting at the head of his table with me in the seat next to him. I can feel all eyes on us. I put my head down and squeezed Carlos' hand. He takes a deep breath.
"Okay. I'm gonna say this once and only once. And I wanna truthful answer…Who told Kendall that me and Logan were gonna be at the North house?" No one answers. I can tell Carlos is losing his patience because he removes his hand from mine and rubs his face with both his hands.
"Maybe you guys didn't hear me," He stands up and leans down with his hands on the table "Who the hell notified KENDALL FUCKING KNIGHT that me and Logan were gonna be at the North house?" Carter raises his hand. Carlos shoots a death glare at him and says,
"What Carter?"
"I hate to tell this to you C…but Taylor called Kendall," All of our head immediately turned to Taylor, whose mouth was wide open in surprise.
"WHAT THE HELL DUDE? I DIDN'T CALL KNIGHT! I DON'T EVEN HAVE HIS NUMBER! I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL JUMP OVER THIS TABLE-"
"ENOUGH!" Carlos screamed as Taylor almost leaped over the table. Carlos turned his head to Carter and said,
"Continue,"
"Well, I heard him last night, around 1 am, on the phone, in the den. I was on my way up to bed so late because I watching some movies in the movie room and I lost track of time. The door was cracked and I heard him say something about you going up to house with Logan around 10 am. Then, he ended the call with, 'I'll talk to you later Knight'. And I left before he came out,"
Carlos sighs and rubs his face with his hands.
"Carlos! You can't believe him man! I'm supposed to be your best friend!"
"Best friend nothing, Taylor! You got Logan involved! He could've been killed!"
"Carlos! I DIDN'T DO IT!"
They start arguing back and forth. Its starting to annoy me that no one but me seems to know the truth. I stand up and yell,
"ENOUGH!" Everyone looks at me. Even Carlos looks surprised that I could yell like that, "Taylor didn't do it…Carter did,"
Author's Notes: DUN DUN DUN! Lol =P Had to put that! Im thinking about making a sequel to this. Don't worry, its not over yet. Its just a thought for when it is over. Don't forget to review! And tell me if you would like a sequel!