So here's a...dare I say it...filler chapter *vomits* But I hope you like this chapter regardless because something tells me that you're gonna REALLY hate me for the next chapter :P
Enjoy!
So Kendall isn't coming back? Logan wrote on his white board. He tried to hide the sadness that he currently felt but knew that he was failing.
Carlos nodded. "He's just really tired," he said, based on what James had texted him. "But don't worry! James is taking care of him and making sure he's okay." He flashed a huge smile, which helped Logan relax a bit.
That's why I don't like it when you guys stress over me like that, Logan wrote. You guys forget to take care of yourselves. If you keep doing that, I won't be the only one in a hospital bed.
"Your friends do that because they care," Alexander said in a kind voice. "And they know that you'd do the same."
When Carlos nodded with a smile on his face, Logan blushed.
I wish I was at home.
Joanna and Alexander tensed at Logan's written statement. They knew that by "home", Logan was talking about the Palm Woods, and not Minnesota.
"I wish you were too," Carlos said, his voice getting softer. "But when you come back, we're gonna have tons of fun!"
Joanna chuckled. "But not too much," she warned with a playful smile. "He'll still need to recover even after he leaves the hospital." Not to mention pack his things.
"Of course not," Carlos said. "Because when Logie does come home, we'll be watching him like a hawk," he threatened as he glared at Logan to give him a more intimidating manner. "We'll make sure nothing bad happens to you." Carlos' face had become soft again.
Logan coughed into the crook of his arm. I don't know which is worse, he wrote. The broken bones or the pneumonia.
Joanna felt her son's warm forehead. "We'll just give this pneumonia one day at a time, okay sweetie?" she said as she messed with Logan's hair.
Logan smiled and nodded. I know. But I really hate it. It makes my chest hurt. The only time I don't feel the pain is when I'm asleep.
Carlos looked to the ground. The thought of his friend so helplessly in pain, just killed Carlos. "It'll be okay, Logie," Carlos said, in hopes of reassuring Logan as well as himself. "You'll get better soon."
Even after my trachea heals, do you think I'll be able to really sing again? Logan wrote to Carlos. He looked up to his Latino friend in hopes of an answer. In hopes of a positive answer.
Carlos felt the pressure. The more he looked into Logan's sad eyes, the more afraid he got.
Thankfully, Carlos was spared when Logan's door opened. Mama Knight and Katie walked in.
"How's our boy doing?" Jennifer asked, even though it had only been an hour since she had last seen Logan.
Logan smiled.
Katie approached him and grabbed his sweaty hand. "We made a stop," she announced. "We got a little something for you." She pulled out something from her front pocket. "Mom and I saw it and we couldn't help but think about you." She opened her fist, revealing a chain bracelet. On the bracelet, was a charm in the form of the letter L.
Logan smiled in gratitude as he allowed Katie to put it on his right wrist. The wrist of the arm that wasn't in a cast.
"It fits perfectly," Mama Knight said.
"Where's Kendall and James?" Katie asked, realizing that someone was missing.
Joanna and Alexander looked at each other. After a while, they hadn't even thought of Kendall.
"Well, Kendall was pretty tired," Carlos began. "So James took him back to the apartment."
"But I had the car," Jennifer said. "How did they get home?"
"Cab," Carlos answered in a whisper, fearing that Mama Knight would be upset with that answer.
"Okay," she breathed out. "I'll call them to make sure they're okay."
Kendall groaned as his eyes slowly parted open. His head was pounding, and he just didn't feel good at all.
Not to mention the fact that he was extremely confused.
The last thing he remembered was being in the hospital with Logan and his parents. Logan's hateful, angry parents. So why was he back at apartment 2J?
"Hey," he head a deep voice say. Kendall turned his head a little bit to see James, looking into Kendall's confused green eyes.
Kendall looked around some more. He turned back to James. "What...How did-"
"Is there something you want to tell me?" James asked, his voice serious as he kept looking at Kendall dead in the eyes.
"What do you mean?" Kendall asked as he sat up. "James. What happened? How did I get here?"
When James saw Kendall begin to panic, he cut in. "Kendall. I found you passed out behind an old building that was almost a mile away from the hospital," James answered. "What happened?"
Kendall looked down. What James had just said sounded familiar, but Kendall honestly couldn't remember doing that. "Nothing," he said, his eyes focused on his fingers. "I was just a little tired." Kendall mentally berated himself for coming up with a lie as bad as that one.
James scoffed, completely unamused. "Tired?" he asked. "That's what your excuse is? That you were tired. Not only were you found passed out a mile away from the hospital, but you were also crying! Crying in your sleep! So tell me what happened!"
Kendall's eyes widened. He felt fear, something he never felt when James was around. What would happen if he told James what really went on? "I-I swear nothing happened." He just couldn't bring himself to tell the truth. How could he? How could he tell James that Logan's mother hated him with a passion? That she blamed Kendall for this whole thing? That she wanted Logan to move back to Minnesota?
"You broke down, Kendall," James reminded him. "And I wanna know why."
"I don't know, okay?" Kendall answered, his volume raising. "It just happened and I...I don't know how to explain it," he said, though he did know what happened and he could explain it. He just didn't want to.
"You're lying," James accused.
"No," Kendall breathed out while shaking his head. "I'm not lying I just...I just didn't wanna be there at that time."
James sighed, seeing as how he knew that a straight answer from Kendall wasn't going to come anytime soon.
"How long have I been asleep?" Kendall asked.
"We got here about three hours ago," James shrugged. "So add to the time you left the hospital and...yeah."
Kendall's eyes widened.
James sighed. "Don't ever do something like that again, Kendall," James commanded. "You could have been lost...or hurt...What if I hadn't found you? Did you not think about any of that?"
Kendall shook his head. "I-I'm sorry, James," he replied. "I wasn't thinking about that. I wasn't thinking at all, I just..." he trailed off when James got closer and enveloped him in a hug.
"It's okay, Kendall," James reassured. "Just please don't ever do that again. You don't know what was going through my head and I was really scared that something bad was happening to you."
Kendall nodded after James released him. "Where's Carlos? And Mom and Katie?" he asked after he realized that he and James were the only one in the apartment.
"Still at the hospital," James answered. "And no, I haven't told any of them about this," James added when he saw Kendall open his mouth to ask a question.
Kendall closed his mouth after James read his mind, but decided to ask another question. "Can we keep it like that?" he asked. "Can they not know about what happened?"
James hesitated, but eventually nodded. "I took you home in a cab," he said. "I told Carlos that I was taking you home because you were more tired than you thought and I demanded that you stay home."
Kendall smiled in appreciation. "Thanks James."
James nodded as he rose from his seated position. "Why don't you keep resting?" he offered, hoping to rid of the worry that continued to float in his mind. "I'll find you something to snack on."
James hated the fact that he just made a promise like that. Kendall's mother needed to know what happened, but at the same time, Kendall practically begged for him not to speak about it.
As the days lagged on, James began to wish more and more that he had broken his promise to Kendall and had just spoken up.
Kendall spent the next few days trying to put himself back together. Logan needed him, and Kendall had to remember that. But the more Kendall tried to fix himself, the more he broke.
James was the first to figure out that something was wrong. Carlos was next. And they were both worried about Kendall's well being.
One morning, everyone made their daily trip from apartment 2J to the hospital. Everyone rode in Mama Knight's van, including the Mitchells, who were still crashing with them at the Palm Woods.
Being confined in the same, small place as Joanna made Kendall nervous. His hands were shaking, and he could feel his heart rate increasing.
"Hey Kendall," Carlos whispered. "Are you okay?"
Kendall quickly nodded. "Yeah, buddy," he simply answered. "I'm okay."
Carlos sighed. He didn't even know why he tried anymore. Recently, anytime he or James or anybody asked Kendall if he was okay or if there was something wrong, Kendall would shrug it off and reply with a quick "I'm fine".
But it was obvious to them that Kendall was lying. The way he seemed so tense around everybody. The way he acted nervously around Logan's parents. It just wasn't like him.
Finally, their van pulled into the hospital. Everyone piled out, heading straight for Logan's room.
Logan's face lit up at the sight of everyone walking in.
Hi Kendall, Logan wrote on his precious whiteboard when everyone had finally arrived at the hospital. I haven't been seeing you for the past few days and I've been worried. Are you okay?
Kendall looked into Logan's worried brown eyes. "I've been coming," he finally said. "You've just always been asleep."
What Kendall didn't want to say, was that out of the five days that had passed, he'd only come twice. The two times Kendall came, Logan was asleep. So technically it wasn't a lie. The three other days, Kendall wanted to come. He really did. But then Joanna would glare at him with angry eyes. She'd mutter things under her breath that no one else could hear. Well, except Kendall, of course, because all of her angry words were about him.
Has Kendall been sick? Logan asked via whiteboard, seeing the tired expression worn on Kendall's face.
Joanna opened her mouth, but was unintentionally interrupted by James.
"Just a little bit," James quickly answered. He looked to his blonde friend before turning back to Logan. "But he's feeling better now, so he'll be coming to visit everyday like we always do." James flashed a smile.
Kendall felt his heart drop. How could James make a promise like that?
Everyone winced at the sound of Logan's harsh coughs.
"Are you sure you're okay, sweetie?" Joanna asked, gently messing with her son's hair.
Logan nodded before coughing again.
"Lemme get you some water, Logan," Kendall offered, about to take action.
"I got it," Joanna said quickly, glaring at Kendall. She was fast in getting some water for Logan. "Here sweetie," she said with a soft voice. "Drink this, okay? But slowly."
Logan nodded before he allowed his mother to bring the liquid to his lips. He wanted to tell his mom that he was perfectly capable of drinking his own water, but decided against it. His mom wasn't given the opportunity to baby him that much anymore.
Kendall shrunk back when he heard Joanna speak. She didn't even trust the poor blonde in getting her son a drink.
"Kendall," Katie said in a small voice, breaking Kendall from his thoughts.
Kendall could tell that Katie was worried, so he flashed a small smile to reassure her.
James and Carlos noticed Katie's concern and glanced at each other, also in worry. They were highly debating how they should handle this situation. Logan was getting better now, and though they were still worried about him, they were also very worried about Kendall. The blonde was hiding something, and they just didn't know what to do about it.
But they knew one thing. They just couldn't wait around and watch Kendall slowly deteriorate.
Okay! There it is! I promised me Common Law readers that I would update...and then I updated this instead :P So I'm off to update my CL story
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