A/N: I don't get as many reviews as I used to and I have a feeling that it's because my breaks are too long. But I really like hearing all your opinions so I'm gonna update more often.
Disclaimer: Don't own BTR obviously/sadly
We ended up bringing Kendall to the emergency room last night because he had a seizure and fell unconscious while he was sleeping. The examiner said it's because he has a concussion from hitting the ice so hard. He's still out cold but the only thing we were told to do was wait until he comes to. Which is driving me insane because I just want to hug him and talk to him and see him smile and be cute. I haven't slept much myself. Every time I seem to actually get to sleep, I have a nightmare of Kendall dying. Mrs. Knight told me to go home and rest but I just can't get myself to leave Kendall's side. I know he wouldn't want to be alone either.
"Hello," I said to the nurse entering the room.
"Hi hun, just here to check on Kendall's vitals," she said. She's the nicer one of Kendall's two nurses. She put a patch on Kendall's forehead and looked at her watch.
"How is he?" I asked.
"He seems to be the same," she said. She checked the patch. "His temperature is still pretty high. I'm going to give him a cooling pad" She left the room. It is getting pretty late. I took out my phone and called Mrs. Knight.
"Hey Mrs. Knight can you come get me? I'm ready to come home now," I said. "Alright I'll go outside in 10 minutes." I really hate hospitals. Nothing good ever happens in them. Except maybe babies being born. As I put my jacket on I looked at Kendall. I could see the beads of sweat resting on his forehead. The nurse returned with the cooling pad.
"This should help prevent the night sweating," she said placing it on him gently. I nodded. "Are you heading out?"
"Yeah I'm gonna go home now and try to get some rest," I told her.
"Alright hun. We'll take good care of him, don't worry," she said.
"Thank you," I said. I bent down and softly kissed Kendall's moist cheek. As I headed for the door, I could have sworn I saw a smile crack through his expressionless face, but it was all probably in my mind. I hate the thought of Kendall being all alone tonight but none of us are able to stay. Kendall's dad is away for some reason I can't remember, and Mrs. Knight can't stay because of the girls. I could stay, but I get really nervous when I'm alone in hospitals. Even though I'm technically not alone with Kendall sleeping in the same room, he's unable to talk me out of my horrible thoughts, so I might as well be. I hope he doesn't think I'm being selfish for leaving.
"Over here sweetie!" Mrs. Knight called out of the driver's side window. She was parked in a spot on the left side of the parking lot. I smiled at her as I got in the passenger seat of the minivan.
"I don't think I've ever sat in front with only you," I said turning around. "Where are the girls?"
"They're actually gone for the night," she said.
"Where to?" I asked.
"To my sister's. She's taking them for the weekend so we can have some peace and quiet around the house," she explained.
"So we can see Kendall tomorrow with no worries then," I said. She nodded. Mrs. Knight has been angry with Kendall lately, but I think she feels guilty for being angry with him because he's hurt.
"How is my baby?" she asked.
"His temperature is still the same," I told her. "They put a cooling pad on him. And he's still not awake yet." She nodded again. I noticed she hadn't put the car in drive yet. "Do you wanna see him?"
"No, no. Really. No," she said. I coughed a few times. She looked alarmed.
"I'm okay," I said. "I choked on saliva." Finally, she shifted into drive and we pulled out of the parking lot. "Kendall's gonna be okay Mrs. Knight. He's so strong."
"I know he is dear," she said. We drove home. The ride seemed a lot longer than usual. We didn't really talk much. But now I understand where Kendall gets the awkwardness from. I went straight upstairs and read my science book. I heard we have a quiz tomorrow from Blenny and even though he's almost always wrong, it's better to be prepared.
(The Next Day)
I woke up with my pencil in my hair and two pages of my science book halfway ripped out.
"Must've been a wild night," I said. I put the pages back in my book kind of and packed everything into my backpack. This is gonna be my first day at school without Kendall in a while and I'm kinda nervous to be around James without him. Hopefully I steer clear of him though.
"Do you want some breakfast dear?" Mrs. Knight asked.
"Sure," I said. She turned and left, and I followed, sitting down in the living room. It feels weird without Kendall loafing around and watching tv or something. I turned on the Animal Planet. Kendall always watches this show about tigers so I thought I'd watch too seeing how I miss him so much that I want to puke. I started to smell apples and heard bacon sizzling. With only Mrs. Knight and me in the house, it's like I could hear anything happening. And no offense, but it feels good to not have little girls laughing at me. I watched TV for about 40 minutes before Mrs. Knight handed me a plate of bacon and a bowl of oatmeal. It had apples and blueberries and strawberries and cinnamon in it and it was probably the best thing I've ever eaten in my entire life. Next to that cheesy bread of course.
"All you boys are into this show aren't you?" she asked me, sitting down across from me.
"Not at all. It's too boring. I was just watching it because I miss Kendall," I said. She smiled slightly. "This oatmeal is really good."
"Thank you dear," she said. We finished eating while watching the tiger show and I washed up because I spilled oatmeal all over my shirt. I quickly changed and grabbed my things and hopped into the van. Mrs. Knight was already waiting, the car already on.
"School's gonna be rough today," I remarked.
"I'm sure you'll be fine honey," she said.
"I really hope so," I said.
"You will be." We drove up the hill to the school and she parked in front.
"I'm gonna go check on Kendall. When I come pick you up this afternoon we'll both go back okay?"
"Okay Mrs. Knight," I said. "Tell Kendall I love him. I mean tell him. . . .I'm thinking about him. I mean, just tell him I hope he's okay."
"I will sweetie," she said. She kissed the top of my head like she does to Kendall every morning and I got out of the car, my day already brightened.
(Later)
Well that didn't last long. Walking to my locker I noticed more writing. But it was on Kendall's locker this time and that hurt more than it being on mine. I went to the bathroom and grabbed some paper towels and soaked them and tried to scrub it off but I couldn't. They must have used a permanent marker or something. The whole writing-on-someone's-locker thing is getting to be very old and I wish they would find some other creative way to make fun of us at least. Well not Kendall. He doesn't deserve any of this. I coughed.
"Hi Logan!" someone said. I turned around to see Melissa just standing there.
"Hi," I said, not wanting to be rude.
"How have you been?" she asked me.
"Okay," I said, not trusting her.
"I heard about Kendall. Is he okay?" she asked.
"Uhh. . . .I don't feel comfortable talking about him without him here," I confessed.
"That's too bad," she said.
"Did you do this?" I asked, referring to the words.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said in that total know-it-all voice that basically means she has every clue about what I'm talking about.
"I know you did this," I said. She shrugged. "Why are you so mean? Just because somebody's different?"
"I don't care how different you fools are," she said. "You stole him away from me."
"Can we just be adults here?" I asked. "You sound like a child. I didn't steal him at all. He was still your friend after I met him. You are the one who changed things."
"Logan, you poor thing. You're so delusional," she said.
"Don't ever call me that again," I said.
"It's true you know. Don't you think I knew about Kendall before you met him? I knew ALL about him. I still know more about him than you will ever know for as long as you know him. I knew he was gay Logan. I knew that since we were like twelve. And it was until you came along that we stopped being friends."
"Well I'm sorry." I continued towards my locker. I could hear her following me. I rolled my eyes. "Why are you stalking me?" She laughed.
"Oh Logan. You're just adorable."
"Don't call me that either," I said. She stood there behind me as I put my bag in my locker and got myself settled. "What do you want from me?"
"I want you to get Kendall to like me," she said.
"I can't do that. You're the one who ruined that. You expect him to wanna be your friend again after all you've done to him?" My voice caught on the last note and I started coughing.
"Well that's unfortunate Logan," she said. "Tell Kendall that I'm sorry." And she walked away.
"What does that even mean?"
(Later)
I'm not even gonna bother telling you about the rest of my school day because it pretty much was as confusing as this morning. So I'll just skip it. Kendall's fever went down though. And Mrs. Knight said he was responsive this morning. When she talked to him, he smiled. Even though he's still in a state of unconsciousness. I'm hoping he wakes up soon because I wanna tell him about Melissa. Because I have to say, I was pretty curious when she said she knows more about him than I ever will.
"He looks so much better," I said.
"He does," Mrs. Knight said. She stroked his hair and he somewhat smiled again.
"Do you remember Kendall's friend Melissa?" I asked.
"Of course I do," she said.
"She came up to me today at school and told me to get Kendall to be her friend again," I said.
"Really? Well, that's great," she said.
"I don't know if I trust her though. She's been so mean to him. And she wrote bad things about him on his locker," I said.
"Really? Well that doesn't make any sense," she said.
"That's what I mean. She's confusing. And she blames me for ruining their friendship. Which I guess is kinda true," I said.
"It is not dear. Did you write that post online?"
"No, I didn't."
"Exactly. She's got no one to blame but herself honey. Whether or not Kendall wants to be friends again is completely up to him. It's not your job to do her damage control," she told me.
"Yeah. And I don't even care that they're friends. It never bothered me. It only bothered me when she started being mean to me, and eventually him." I told her.
"You've got to understand honey, and I'm not trying to stick up for her. They've been friends for a very long time. And maybe she felt a little left out when she noticed that he would have another friend to be with," she said.
"But he had other friends too. That's what I don't get. Why is it me?" I asked.
"Maybe you're a threat to her," she said.
"You've got to be kidding me right? How can I be a threat to someone like her?"
"It's a girl thing sweetie." I thought for a moment.
"I never wanted to come between his friendships. I feel like I ruined everything. Maybe she's right," I said.
"No. She's still not right. I do understand her feelings, but that does not make her actions okay," she said.
"What should I do then?" I asked.
"I think we leave it up to Kendall dear. This is his decision to make. You shouldn't have to do it for her. If she really wants it so bad, she can come to him," she said.
"Yeah. I just feel like there's more behind it. I don't trust her. But maybe I'm just being paranoid."
"I think you should just ignore it honey. If she really wants to be his friend bad enough, she'll come fix things herself," she said. I looked at Kendall. He looks so cute even though he's almost dead kinda.
"The last thing I wanna do is make him uncomfortable," I said. "I just want him to know that if he wants to be her friend again it's okay. As long as she treats him better." Mrs. Knight smiled.
"Kendall is really lucky to have a friend like you who cares so much about him," she said.
"Thanks Mrs. Knight." After coughing a couple times I looked at Kendall again and hugged him in my mind as Mrs. Knight and I grabbed our things and left. Hopefully he'll be awake by morning.
This one was really weird to write so I'm sorry if you didn't like it :o
Also, what's up with Melissa? Do you think she really means it?
Review maybe?