Death and All His Friends
Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anybody from Big Time Rush or any elements borrowed from Ben Sherwood's novel.
"We lost because we told ourselves we lost"~ Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy
Chapter 12
Abandon All Hope
Logan strolled through the lobby and out to the pool. There he saw Kendall and James both who were staring hard at their phones.
"Are you guys testing out your heat vision?" Logan chucked as he plopping down on the concrete floor in front of James and Kendall.
"So, what are we going to do tonight?"
Neither Kendall nor James answered.
"Again I repeat, what are we going to do tonight?"
Kendall finally pried his eyes from his cell phone and looked at Logan, his eyes bloodshot.
"Wait." Kendall managed to say.
"For what?" Logan questioned.
"News on…Carlos." Kendall choked out while trying to hold back his tears.
Logan let out a small gasp as he remembered Carlos.
"Oh, I saw Carlos. He wanted me to tell you that he's not dead. Rather he's in between in the White Room. And the White Room is where I stay during the day when I'm not with you. Coma patients and sometimes severely injured people stay there too."
James finally looked up from his cell phone and stared hard at Logan, fighting off the feeling to jump up and strangle him. Carlos wasn't there with them and he was passing off this whole thing as if it was nothing.
"Anyways, he should be fine. He'll wake up surrounded by you guys." Logan passed and looked pool and noticed the damage. "Wow, you guys must have gotten really shook up here. What was the magnitude of the quake?"
The second Logan finished his sentence, James charged at him, knocking Logan over and starting punching him repeatedly. Kendall jumped up and pulled James off Logan, who was just a little dazed. Kendall pinned James to the ground who struggled against the blonde's grip.
"Let go of me Kendall!" James screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Why did you attack Logan?" Kendall screamed back.
"Why shouldn't I!"
"Because he's our friend!"
"He's acting like this whole situation is nothing! Like Carlos is nothing! He's nothing!"
Logan crawled over to James and looked him in the eyes.
"Carlos is one of my brothers, James, why would I treat him like nothing?" Logan questioned softly.
James stopped struggling against Kendall and glared Logan down hard.
"Do you even know what's happening?" James spat.
"Yeah, Carlos just got hit in the head and is in a hospital in some sort of coma or passed out. He's going to wake up, have a little hope." Logan said.
James's jaw dropped a little.
"I lost my hope for Carlos a little while ago."
"Why?"
"Because he's missing Logan! The supermarket Carlos was in collapsed. Firefighters already checked all the local hospitals and the rubble that was once the supermarket. He's gone."
Logan's jaw dropped as he stared at James's like he was crazy.
"What?" Logan gasped.
"Abandon all hope you got Logan. He's not coming home. Police said he's probably dead. We lost him."
James started crying. A single tear escaped the silent Kendall. And Logan sat there, dumfounded. How could Carlos be dead? It couldn't be possible. Logan shook his head back and forth. It couldn't be possible.
But it made sense.
Logan joined in crying with his friends. James had abandoned his hope that Carlos was alive, and Kendall probably did do. Logan shook his head back and forth, tears staining his cheeks, as he thought to himself about whether he should give up hope too.