CARLOS' POV

I was making the kids and James lunch on a Sunday afternoon. Mrs. Diamond finally left. Thank god, I thought Logan was going to explode with annoyance although he looked pretty cute when he turned all red and angry. I was making PB&J sandwhiches, my favorite growing up. I set down a plate in front of the kids and one for James.

"James, aren't you too old to have kids food?" Laila asked.

James raised his eyebrows at the little brunette who looked exactly like her father.

"Oh? And how old do you think I am exactly?"

"Too old."

"Too old?" I asked. "He's too young. He's only about one month older than Conner." I winked at her.

She covered her mouth with her free hand and giggled.

"Uh...Carlos. Why is Conner's face gettig red?" James asked.

What.

"And why are his eyes starting to water?"

I looked at Conner. His face was completely red and started to swell. Oh shit. He was having an allergic reaction.

"Spit it out!" I yelled at him.

He did what he was told and started crying, his lips slowly swelling.

"Take Laila and start the car." I told James.

James grabbed Laila and they ran out of the kitchen and down the hall. Shit, shit, shit! I removed the remaining peanut butter from his mouth and hugged him, running outside and into the car. I put Conner in his chair and told James to go.

"Where's the hospital?" he yelled.

"They have a GPS! Just type in 'nearest hospital' and it should show up!" I yelled back.

"Don't yell at me!"

"Just shut up and go!" I snapped.

He put his foot on the gas and he drove the fastest I have ever seen him drive. Laila looked at her brother and started crying.

"What's wrong with him?" her lips quivered.

"Everything's going to be fine okay. Just stay calm." I told her.

It might have calmed her down if I was calm but I was freaking the fuck out. This can't be happening. The second James parked I took Conner and ran into the hospital. I admitted him and the doctor took him away into the ER. James was sitting on the chair with Laila falling asleep in his lap. I called Kendall and was pacing back and forth. He has to be okay. Oh my god. He's a child, nothing can happen to him. Nothing should happen to him. This is all my fault. How did I not know that he was allergic to peanut butter. Oh my god. I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Carlos?" Kendall said softly.

I turned around and hugged him. "Oh my god. Oh my god. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry."

He rubbed my back. "It's not your fault. Everyone makes mistakes."

"What's going on?" I heard Logan say.

I let go of Kendall and looked at Logan in his work clothes.

"What are you doing here? You should be at home." I told him.

"I'm better. Why did I get a page? What's going on?" Logan asked, looking at Kendall for answers.

"Conner's in the ER. He had a allergic reaction to peanut butter." Kendall explained.

"Oh." Logan nodded.

Oh.

Not an ounce of fright in his voice.

Just oh.

That's all he had to say? His child could be dying. We awkwardly stood around. Logan looking at his paper work and Kendall slowly starting to back away.

"I have to go." Logan suddenly said.

He had to go? What was more important then his kid being in the hospital? I knew he was a dick of a father but this was too much. My parents weren't even this bad. I didn't want to lash out on Logan, I really didn't. I didn't want to lose his children. I didn't want to lose him. Even though I was pretty damn pissed at him at the moment. I know that he's a good person, that he does truly care about his kids, he just didn't know how to show affection. But even that didn't stop me. Nothing could have stopped what I did next.

"You have to go?" I yelled.

He was halfway down the hall but stopped in his tracks and turned around.

"Oh no." I heard James mutter. "I'm going to go take Laila...somewhere kids play." he ran down the hall.

"What the hell is more important than your kids life?"

"Carlos I thi-" Kendall started to say.

"No. Don't try to tell me he's a good guy and I should get to know him. Conner is in there, we don't even know if he's going to survive and your friend says he has more important shit to do?"

"He has his reasons." Kendall defended.

I shook my head. "No. No one has a reason to not care about their child."

"What if the child's not his?" Logan muttered.

I blinked and noticed he was standing right in front of me. I was so blinded by anger that I didn't see him move forward.

"What?" I asked.

Conner wasn't his? That made a tiny big more sense considering Conner looked nothing like Logan and Logan has not once looked at him since I moved in.

"Conner isn't mine." Logan sighed.

Then who's was he? And why did Logan hate him so much?

"That still doesn't give you a reason to hate him." I told him.

"You don't know what my reasons are."

"Is Laila yours?" I asked.

He nodded.

"And you treat her just like you treat Conner. This has nothing to do with the fact that Conner isn't your biological son! It has to do with the fact that you're an asshole!" I yelled. "I don't fucking get it! If you didn't want kids, why the fuck did you have them or Laila if not Conner?"

By now every doctor and nurse that was around was staring at the scene I was causing. I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Stop it Carlos." James said sternly.

I shrugged his hand off. "No. I'm sick and tired of seeing these kids live my childhood. Do you know how much it hurts to be neglected by your parents? Feeling as though they didn't give a fucking crap about you?"

"Carlos, stop. You can vent when we see if Conner's going to be okay." James told me.

Logan was staring at the floor, his hand clutching the clipboard with his life.

"Mr. Garcia?" the doctor asked walking toward us. He looked up. "Ah Dr. Mitchell, glad you're here. Looks like Conner is going to be alright. The swelling will slowly go away within a couple of days but he'll need to take some allergy shots and not eat anything too hard and he'll get better in no time."

"Thank you doctor." I said.

"He's in room 123"

He smiled and patted Logan on the back and walked down the hall. Logan was still staring at the ground.

"You know if you didn't want kids you should have given them up for adoptation. Then their life wouldn't have been miserable because their father hates them." I said to Logan and stormed to Conner's room. I sat down and held his little hand. James walked in with a sleeping Laila in his arms.

"What the hell was that Carlos? Are you trying to get fired?" James snapped.

I sighed. I didn't like what I did. I wanted to take it back. I didn't want Logan to hate his kids. I didn't want to be infuriated with him. I just wanted it all to go away.

"I'm sorry okay." I said staring down at Conner. "I don't know what came over me."

"Yeah, probably your childhood memories." He shook his head and set Laila down next to her brother, or whatever Conner was to her.

We sat in silence for a couple of minutes. I was reminiscing all the memories I had about my parents. I saw my mom at least once a month and my dad, wow my dad. I don't even remember what he looks like. I don't want that to happen to Conner and Laila. I felt as though they were my own kids. I felt like I needed to take care of them and be there for them. I couldn't let lose them but with what I caused today, I'm probably never going to see them ever again.

"You okay?" James asked softly.

I shook my head. "I messed up James."

"You did more than mess up. You damaged everything."

"He probably hates me." I whispered.

"Yeah, you pretty much blew your chances."

He sounded like he couldn't give a damn that Logan hated me.

I looked at him. "Well thanks for being such a considerate friend."

He rolled his eyes. "Fuck you."

"There are kids here." I snapped.

"They're sleeping." he retaliated.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you acting like such a b-i-t-c-h?" I hope Laila was sleeping but if she wasn't I hoped she didn't know how to spell it or what it meant.

"Oh I don't know." he snapped sarcastically. "It might have to do with the fact that Kendall doesn't want to be with me because he thinks I'm a s-l-u-t."

"You are, James."

He groaned. "You and I both know that I'm not."

I sighed and looked at him. "I don't want you falling too deep."

His angry expression changed to a sad one.

"Look that's no-"

"Don't James. You're going to say exactly what you said that time about him. You're going to fall too deep and end up getting hurt but you're not only going to be hurting yourself. You're also going to be hurting Kendall."

He opened his mouth but I continued.

"I'm doing this for the both of you. It's what's best for you." I sais softly.

"Why don't you let me decide?"

"You want me to replay the past for you?" I snapped.

He took a angry deep breath and turned his face away from me.

"Fine. I will. You fell in love. Or so you thought you did. He broke your heart and you break everyone else's. If you fall too deep for Kendall you're going to do something you regret which is going to break his heart. Then when Kendall moves on, your heart is going to break."

He still wasn't looking at me. I guess no one could look at me today. Heck, I probably wouldn't be able to look myself in the mirror.

"Do you really want to go through that again?" I asked.

"I really like him." he whispered, biting his lip.

I sighed. "Well, I can't stop you. If you really and I mean really like him, go for it."

Conner coughed and we immediately turned our attention to him.

"Sweetie, are you alright?" I asked.

"D-d-daddy?" he croaked out.

"No, it's Carlos and uncle Jaime."

"Cawlos is daddy."

"Aw." James laughed. "That's so cute."

My heart, it stung. And not in the good way. I don't know if I should have been happy or not but I was miserable. I just lashed on his 'father' and he calls me daddy? I'm going to get fired and never see them again. Why did I take this job? Why did I become so attached to these innocent kids?

"Daddy?" Conner asked quietly.

"Shhh, don't talk. Try to get some rest." I told him.

He closed his eyes and I looked up at James. He was shaking his head.

"What?" I asked flatly.

"You better hope he doesn't fire you or you're going to be the one breaking their hearts."

I sighed, got up and stared out at the city from the hospital's window. I should have not snapped at him like that. I mean it's none of my business how he treats his kids or how big of a dick he was. Yeah it pissed me off because I know what it feels like to be in their shoes but I had no right snapping at my boss like that. I just hope he doesn't fire me because I'm more worried about never seeing him again than anything else.


this chapter was meh.

i know i should make the chapters longer but considering i'm doing them from all of their perspectives (except for james) i dont want them to overlap like my last chapter and confuse people. i usually make things happen during one event then write two chapters from their povs and i think that just drags it on a bit. but i will try and make them longer!

and i made everyone in this fic heartbroken.

dont ask why, idek.