A/N: Back so soon! Yes I like updating fast :) And also because I always leave you guys with cliffhangers and I don't want to leave you hanging for too long ;)

I really don't like this chapter, not because it's not good or whatever, but because I couldn't stop crying towards the end. So it got to the point where I couldn't even proof read because I was too sad - so just a warning.

Despite that, I hope you like it and tell me what you think, because reviews make me so happy I just want to cry (with happiness!).

So on we go with the story... x

Chapter 11 - Don't Forget Me.

Kendall's P.O.V

I held my breath.

James bowed his head.

And Dak continued to smirk.

"So... where should I start?" Dak began, "Well I guess I'll start from Wednesday."

"Wednesday?" I interrupted, "You mean when Sarah and James broke up outside the cafeteria?"

"Yes yes and James was rude to you" Dak said flippantly, "But it was before that, in the morning. I saw you Kendall, wearing James' varsity jacket and I knew straight away something was up. So when I saw James with Sarah before first period I called him out on it instantly and you should have seen his face, it was priceless – his face gave everything away. Of course he denied it, gave me some story about how you must have taken the wrong one in the locker rooms or something, but I pushed him to see how far he would go. And Knight, I started saying some very suggestive things and saw his eyes light up with lust and want... for me."

"That's not-" James started to protest but Dak held up a hand to silence him.

"No interrupting my tale." Dak shushed. "Now where was I... oh yes! So I'd already laid my groundwork for destruction, with Sarah doubting their relationship and in fact James' sexuality so all I needed was a spark."

"You fucking asshole" Said James menacingly, glaring at Dak like he hoped if he glared enough Dak would just burst into flames.

"You're so moody, it's pissing me off" Said Dak as he rolled his eyes. "Kendall wants to hear this story so, just let me tell it ok?"

"Kendall, please" James said as he turned to face me. "Please, don't listen to him, he's going to twist it and make it sound all wrong. I should be the one to tell you, please just don't listen and I will tell you later, there are so many things that need to be said, please Kendall" He begged, tears beginning to form in his hazel eyes.

"I don't owe you anything anymore. How dare you try and plead with me after everything you've done, and besides, all you do is lie. How do I know that what you will tell me will all be a bunch of lies?" Is what I wanted to say, but instead?

"Dak, please continue" I said with a dead, lifeless voice; not even looking James in the eye.

"Thank you, Kendall" Dak grinned. "So you two provided me with all the spark I needed, there was absolutely no way you didn't even know each other when you got all cosy at Kendall's lunch table and then when you left the cafeteria, both grinning and almost bounding like two kids who were getting a new toy, all my suspicions were confirmed. At first I didn't know how to feel about it, was I hurt that my best friend didn't confide in me with this secret? Did I now resent him for being with someone of the same sex? Or was I... jealous?"

"Jealous?" I said, in almost a whisper and completely confused. Why on earth would someone like Dak Zevon be jealous of me?

"Yes, I was jealous. Why would he want you? I mean no offence Knight, you're pretty attractive or whatever, but you're no me... and I don't just mean looks wise. I was James' best friend, I knew everything about him, and we'd shared things so personal over the years that I've never felt closer to someone in my life. I know his likes, his dislikes, his dreams, his loves, his ambitions; everything. So the question I wanted answered was: Why you? What made you so special? When I'd been there for so long... in love with him."

Dak... loved... James? Someone slap me, because I must be dreaming.

"You... You love James?" I stuttered.

"Yes Kendall, I love James. I've loved him since we've first met really." Dak said with actual sincerity and a small smile.

"You don't love me" James snapped, breaking me out of my train of thought. "If you really loved me you wouldn't be doing any of this."

So James knew Dak loved him? How much had I missed out on?

"Yes I do! James you know what I said to you when – wait, I'm getting ahead of myself in the story, my apologies Kendall". Dak placed his arrogant, cocky wall back up, which was a shame because the real side to him is what I really wanted to see.

"Right so there I was, in an emotional pickle. Because on the one hand I wanted to be happy for my friend and let it slide but then I just couldn't shake the feeling that you were just a toy for James, helping him discover his true sexuality and once he got you out of his system he had to know that I was there."

I couldn't help but notice the way James was now gripping the arms of his chair so tightly I thought the wood might break. And me? Well if what Dak just said wasn't a stab in the heart then I didn't know what was. I knew it, I knew it all along. All I was to James was a toy to play with until he got bored... Great.

"But then James kind of helped me with my decision. When you two returned from your little lovers getaway at lunch and James made his way back over to the table Sarah was absolutely fuming, because seriously guys; you weren't exactly subtle. Then Sarah began to bitch James out hard, and he took her outside but then things only got worse with all the yelling and screaming, and then who should show up to watch the commotion? You, Kendall. Then of course you were there for what happened next, and like everyone else watching I gasped when James said what he did to you. How could he be so cruel? When James was supposedly meant to love you? I have to admit to you though Kendall, I was quietly happy, because I thought maybe James was telling the truth, and even if he weren't, there was no way you could possible forgive him, no one is that much of a doormat."

I felt tears begin to sting my eyes and turned away from Dak and James so they wouldn't see. Dak was so right; I'd been such a doormat. I had let James walk all over me and I had been such an idiot.

"Dak, stop this." James warned in a low voice.

"No." I said suddenly, turning back around and wiping the tears from my eyes. "I want to hear what happened, I have to know."

"Of course you do." Dak smiled, "And the story is only really getting started now."

"I can't stay for this" James said all of a sudden as he rose from his chair.

"Wait" I said, grabbing his hand but quickly removing it. I felt like my hand had just been burnt on naked flame and electricity were coursing through my veins, it took my breath away and it seemed he was feeling the same. "W-wait James. I want you to stay"

"R-really?" He asked, eyes full of hope.

"Yes, because I want you here when he tells me why you broke my heart."

I felt like I'd just kicked a puppy, and James looked like exactly that. But he sat back down anyway.

"Anyway" Dak groaned, making me jump slightly. I'd actually forgotten for a split second he was even in the room. "When I saw him the next morning I was kind of excited... and nervous. I'd spent all night tossing and turning over what I would say, how I would declare my love. So I decided to just jump straight in there, not holding back with how I knew about the two of you, and finally he admitted it! Well, not after punching me in the face first but whatever. So there we were, in the bathroom and I remember I said something along the lines of "Too bad you're over now", to which he was shocked by, saying "why would we be over?" and that's when I couldn't help but laugh, I couldn't believe you had forgiven him! So I told James just how tight you had been on his leash. And then, well then it was to time to make my move – and that's when the story gets... interesting."

"If you're going to fucking say it then just fucking say it, don't draw it out!" James yelled impatiently, with his leg tapping quickly and wringing his hands in his lap.

"Settle down Diamond geez! Alright Kendall I'll say it fast, get it over and done with like James here wishes me too. I came onto him, came on pretty strong too, suggesting that it were only natural for the two of us to get together. Then I had his backed up against the wall, and I was just so close... So I asked "Can I try something?" and then it seemed almost silly that I had been fretting over whether or not James would reject me, because Kendall? He was on me with a hungry passion before I even had a chance to blink."

Dak then proceeded to tell me every tiny intimate detail of what had happened between the two of them in that bathroom. The way James ground his hips against Dak, the way he moaned Daks name in ecstasy, how they talked about wanting to have sex and when and where they should have it, how James said he would have to find me and tell me it was... over, but not before Dak suggested James could still play with me for a bit if he wanted, because I was only a toy.

I felt sick. I felt as if someone had placed a pile of bricks on my chest, and it was so heavy I had lost the ability to breathe. The words Dak were saying no longer entered my ears; all there was in my brain was the image of James... and Dak... Together... He never loved me. I hadn't wanted to believe it were true for the past 6 months, always wondering "What if..." but now I knew, knew that every single word, every touch, every kiss... was a lie. I felt my vision going black, as if I were literally dying right here in this chair and there was nothing I could do to stop it. But to be honest, I didn't want to stop it; I wanted to die right here and right now, because surely death would be a sweeter option than living life knowing I had given my heart to someone who played with it like sport and crushing it for enjoyment.

Before I even knew what I was doing, I was up and out of my seat, turning to face the door with haste and ripping it open so hard I wondered how it didn't come off its hinges. I faintly heard Dak yelling at me that the story wasn't over, but I didn't need to hear anymore. I didn't need to hear about hard they fucked, about how in love they were, or how much they laughed about me once I was gone – I needed to get out of there.

"Kendall! Wait!" I heard James call from behind me as I ran, ran so hard I was afraid my legs could collapse at any minute. I wasn't really sure where I was running too, all I knew was I had to get away.

"KENDALL STOP!" James yelled as his grasped onto my elbow and spun my body around.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I screamed, finally breaking down and succumbing to the uncontrollable depression and rage.

"Kendall please!" He begged through tears, trying to stop me from turning to go.

"I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN!" I cried, almost screaming in agony. "I've been killing myself over how things ended between us! When all you had to do was tell me THE FUCKING TRUTH! I can't believe I ever trusted you! I loved you! No, I LOVE YOU! I love you will all my heart and you never even cared for me!"

"Kendall that isn't true!" He choked out through hysterical tears.

"STOP LYING! You could have told me you liked Dak! Saved me 6 months worth of depression because I would at least know you were happy!'

"No Kendall no!" He cried, "It's not like that! You don't understand! We kissed and I let my body take over my heart and my brain, but the minute he left I couldn't believe what I'd done! The only way I could ever cope to live with myself would be pushing you away because I wouldn't be able to look at your beautiful face everyday knowing what I'd done!"

"Just stop it! We could have moved passed it! I would have forgiven you in time! Because Dak is right, I'm your fucking door mat! I would die for you James! In fact I have been dying for you! Do you know how I've been coping with the pain of you abandoning me?" I then lifted up the sleeves of my sweater and showed him my wrists.

"The only way to deal with the emotional pain was to feel physical pain! This is what you did James! This is what you did to me!"

"Kendall, no!" He almost screamed as he collapsed into the wall behind him, placing his head in his hands and crying so loudly I was surprised half the town didn't come running. "Kendall I'm so sorry!"

"The worst part is I still love you! All I ever wanted was to just love you, and have you love me in return. I wanted to stay in your arms forever and love you as much as I possibly could. When you were in my life for such a short amount of time I felt like I could achieve anything, be anything I wanted to be. But you've killed me now; you've killed everything I was. I want you to know that I will always love you, always."

"Kendall I love – I love -" He sobbed before I cut him off.

"Just don't, James. Don't try and fix this. This is goodbye, I'll miss you – I'll miss you so much."

"Kendall NO! Please! Don't move back to New York, please stay!" He begged as I turned and began to run away once more, tears stinging my eyes as the cool breeze hit them.

It hurt so much to say goodbye, but not just to him, I would soon be saying goodbye to everyone I'd ever known and loved – for you see I wasn't saying goodbye because I was moving back to New York... No, I was going to say goodbye forever.

:( It's not over yet though! So please, please keep reading because I know exactly where this story is going and I would hate for you to miss it!

Also, next chapter shall be James' P.O.V - and believe me he has A LOT to say/think! It's going to be a tough chapter because it's kind of all been leading up to this...