Don't hate me. You'll understand what I mean at the end of the chapter. Sorry it's short too.
Kendall Logan James Carlos
(Mon. 9:24 a.m.)
My arm hurts
(Mon. 9:25 a.m.)
:(
(Mon. 9:26 a.m.)
Poop
(Mon. 9:29 a.m.)
You did dislocate it. The aches of that injury are going to be there for a few more days.
(Mon. 9:32 a.m.)
Was dis how it was 4 u?
(Mon. 9:35 a.m.)
After the accident, worse. James watched me like a hawk to make sure I didn't get addicted to all the pain killers they prescribed to me.
(Mon. 9:37 a.m.)
U can get addicted?
(Mon. 9:39 a.m.)
To most painkillers you can.
(Mon. 9:41 a.m.)
People r staring at my sling.
(Mon. 9:44 a.m.)
It must look like you broke your arm to them. Friday's game was very intense. Especially after you got hurt.
(Mon. 9:46 a.m.)
Did we win?
(Mon. 9:47 a.m.)
Carlos doesn't talk bout da game.
(Mon. 9:50 a.m.)
Yes, you won. I don't think he wants to talk about it because it reminds him of you getting hurt.
(Mon. 9:53 a.m.)
Was it really that bad?
(Mon. 9:55 a.m.)
A lot of blood. You scared everyone.
(Mon. 9:57 a.m.)
Sorry
(Mon. 10:00 a.m.)
Should be. Feel all that guilt Kendall. That wasn't a fun night for anyone. James had to pick me up so I wouldn't run over and check up on you.
(Mon. 10:03 a.m.)
Why?
(Mon. 10:04 a.m.)
I would have finally met you.
(Mon. 10:06 a.m.)
By then you were being hauled into the locker room to get checked by the medical assistant and the ambulance was on its way. I would have just been in the way.
(Mon. 10:08 a.m.)
Poop
(Mon. 10:11 a.m.)
Yes, very much poop.
(Mon. 6:07 p.m.)
What do we do now?
(Mon. 6:13 p.m.)
James? What do you mean?
(Mon. 6:16 p.m.)
The plan for Friday got ruined because Kendall was trying to show off for Logan.
(Mon. 6:18 p.m.)
He wasn't trying to show off for Logan was he?
(Mon. 6:21 p.m.)
We've all been playing Hockey for years. He could easily have taken that shot if he didn't try to pass those two guys and just took the shot where he was already standing.
(Mon. 6:23 p.m.)
But no, he wanted to do some weird skating stuff and then get slammed up against the glass by those two. I could hear the snap of the bone dislocating.
(Mon. 6:25 p.m.)
That was gross.
(Mon. 6:28 p.m.)
And then I was stuck trying to calm down a panicking Logan. He almost had another panic attack! Those aren't fun!
(Mon. 6:30 p.m.)
He has panic attacks?
(Mon. 6:31 p.m.)
Shit.
(Mon. 6:32 p.m.)
No.
(Mon. 6:33 p.m.)
He does not.
(Mon. 6:34 p.m.)
You're not supposed to know that.
(Mon. 6:35 p.m.)
You want some free hair care tips?
(Mon. 6:36 p.m.)
I can get you some stuff to make you face all pretty.
(Mon. 6:37 p.m.)
It might burn like fire when you put the cream on though.
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(Incoming Call.)
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"Shit."
…
Click!
"Hey, Carlitos!"
"Logan has panic attacks?"
"What? Pscht! No! You want some free hair gel? I got like boxes of the stuff in my garage."
"I don't have enough hair to use hair gel. Answer the question: does Logan have panic attacks?"
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"Listen. You can't tell anyone about them. Not even Kendall! Not even his parents know."
"Why does he have them?"
"He's had them since the accident but he convinced the doctors not to tell his parents. He's never liked it when people waited on him hand and foot. Being in the hospital was torture because he always did everything by himself but couldn't then cause he was stuck in a cast."
"But I thought he's been getting better? Kendall said he talks to a therapist."
"He does but he hasn't told them anything about them either. He's been better though. He hasn't had a panic attack for a few weeks now, but then Kendall showed off, got hurt, and Logan almost had one in the middle of the game. I had to haul hiss ass over my shoulder and take him outside just to calm him down."
"We need to tell Kendall about this."
"No! We don't! Logan doesn't want anyone to know! Especially Kendall!"
"Why?"
"He doesn't want him or you to worry about him. He only told me because he had one while I was in the hospital room with him."
"But if Kendall does like Logan, and they do get together, doesn't he need to know about this?"
"He does but I'm not going to tell him and you aren't either."
"Why?"
"This is Logan's business. He'll tell Kendall when he's ready, and you too."
"I don't like this."
"Once they start sucking each other's faces Logan'll tell him."
"How are we going to do that, again?"
"I don't know. Shit. Logan just walked in."
"Ever heard of something called knocking?"
"You break into my house I break into yours."
"That door was locked!"
"Your mom gave me a key. Who are you on the phone with?"
"Carlos."
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"I'll call you back."
"Sure. Bye, James."
"Bye, Carlitos."
"Bye, Carlos!"
(Tues. 7:36 p.m.)
My mom jus asked me who u were.
(Tues. 7:38 p.m.)
She doesn't know who I am?
(Tues. 7:40 p.m.)
Nope
(Tues. 7:41 p.m.)
She cornered me when I accidentally had 2 many pain killers 2day n asked who I keep on textin.
(Tues. 7:42 p.m.)
She thought I rekindled things wif Jo n we were going out gain.
(Tues. 7:44 p.m.)
Why does she think that?
(Tues. 7:46 p.m.)
Idk
(Tues. 7:47 p.m.)
Said I've been smilin a lot
(Tues. 7:49 p.m.)
That's probably the pain killers.
(Tues. 7:50 p.m.)
I guess...
(Tues. 8:02 p.m.)
How's your arm?
(Tues. 8:05 p.m.)
Stiff n still n a sling.
(Tues. 8:06 p.m.)
Gustavo benched me
(Tues. 8:07 p.m.)
:(
(Tues. 8:08 p.m.)
I'm so sad
(Tues. 8:11 p.m.)
You did dislocate your shoulder, get a bloody nose, and a mild concussion all in the attempts to impress me.
(Tues. 8:13 p.m.)
I did no such thing.
(Tues. 8:16 p.m.)
You told me Friday night or was it Saturday super early in the moving? Either way in your rant to stop me from freaking out, you told me you did that dash to the goal to try to impress me.
(Tues. 8:17 p.m.)
...did it work?
(Tues. 8:20 p.m.)
It made me want to punch you myself for doing such a dangerous thing. I played hockey since I was a little kid and knew what you did was unnecessary.
(Tues. 8:21 p.m.)
Sorry
(Tues. 8:22 p.m.)
Gues I forgot about dat
(Tues. 8:23 p.m.)
How long you played hockey?
(Tues. 8:25 p.m.)
I know that you're changing the subject. I'll let you get away with it. Since I was five.
(Tues. 8:27 p.m.)
Peewee hockey?
(Tues. 8:28 p.m.)
Surprised I didn't meet u be4.
(Tues. 8:31 p.m.)
There were, from what I remember, around five or six peewee hockey teams. We might have played against each other and might not have even known it.
(Tues. 8:33 p.m.)
We could've met when we were tiny little people and not = known it!
(Tues. 8:35 p.m.)
Tiny little people?
(Tues. 8:36 p.m.)
U know.
(Tues. 8:37 p.m.)
Kids.
(Tues. 8:38 p.m.)
Midget adults.
(Tues. 8:40 p.m.)
I think that's offensive to midgets.
(Tues. 8:42 p.m.)
Sshh
(Tues. 8:43 p.m.)
No one has 2 know.
…
(Tues. 8:55 p.m.)
I'm still angry you know.
(Tues. 8:56 p.m.)
Wut?
(Tues. 8:57 p.m.)
Why?
(Tues. 9:04 p.m.)
...dammit, just answer the phone.
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(Incoming Call.)
Click!
"Why are you mad? I said I was sorry about trying to show off."
"I'm not angry about that. It's just. I've been doing so good. I thought I could get over seeing you hurt, but then I get so close to meeting you and you were almost at taken away from… me. I… god! I've never gotten this close to someone so fast and it scares me Kendall."
"Why are you scared? I told you I'm not going anywhere."
"But that's just it! It was just a car ride! We were just going to go get a pizza for dinner! And now he's gone!"
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"Logan-"
"No. Just. Don't. I think we need some time apart."
"What!? No!"
"It's for the best right now Kendall. I need to think about what I'm doing with my life. Seeing you get hurt after what happened to my brother. I… just give me some space."
"Logan, listen-"
"I'll talk to you later."
Click!
(End Call.)
"Logan! Logan!"
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"I'm not going anywhere."
Just as a question before you get your pitchforks. Do any of y'all read this on the mobile sight, and if so, is all the dialogue italicized? I noticed the other day when I was checking my stuff on my ipod. Like, all the chapters before were fine but when I got to the last chapter everything was in italics. Then I checked the regular desktop version and it's perfectly alright too. I'm just confused on why it did that in the mobile sight. ok, now you can get the pitchforks. just give me a head start.
