Just here to tell you this is an angst-ish story. 3:
[Kendall Donald Knight]
"Has anyone seen Logie?" I asked once I reach the living room where Carlos and James were hanging out.
"He said he's out today, doing some stuff. Didn't really tell us what though." Carlos replied before his eyes returned to the TV. I sighed, Logan's been out since this morning and hasn't returned yet, which worries me.
Only yesterday did I realize that I haven't been spending time with him, which probably makes me the worst boyfriend ever.
Actually, that definitely makes me the worst boyfriend, ever. I wanted to make it up to him and take him to the PalmWoods Zoo, which I know he's been dying to go to.
"Carlitos, can you switch the channel babe?" James asked with a smile as I sat down. "Sure." Carlos said, taking the remote and changing to a random channel. He landed just in time for an interesting news,
TV:
"This morning, exactly at 5 AM while a local Palmwoods resident was taking out his dog for a walk in the nearby park, a dead body was discovered inside a ditch.
Local Resident: *Still crying* I don't know what happened, I don't know who he is but I'm so sorry to his parents. I'm so sorry, if-if I had came out earlier I could've stopped him.
Victim appears to have stabbed himself in the heart, killing himself in the process. A knife was found a few inches from the ditch."
My heart started pounding and I started getting dizzy.
"Victim appears to be a 17 years old, teenage male. About 5"9 feet in height and 60kg in weight."
No. No way. I quickly stood up and ran towards the kitchen, but I noticed that James and Carlos shared a worried look.
I ran into the toilet near the kitchen instead of the kitchen though, feeling light-headed and ready to hurl. It never came, so instead I resulted in splashing my face with cool water.
After stepping out of the toilet, I noticed a white envelope attached to the fridge. It was camouflaged though, both were white so it was barely noticeable from far. I gently rip it off of the fridge doors and opened it, inside was a letter.
"Dear Kendall, My love
We started out as kids, knowing nothing about each other.
Then came middle-school, you came into my life, quickly becoming my significant other.
In high-school, that feeling only grew stronger.
In middle-school, we met James and Carlos.
We quickly became the best of bros.
We came to PalmWoods for our dream.
Remember that first kiss?
Remember the first night?
Remember the first date?
I cherished all those moments,
I loved every single one of it,
I crave for more.
Every kiss was electric,
Coursing through my veins.
But good things never last.
Once we achieved our dreams of being famous,
Our dreams of the city being ours,
Our dreams of being stars.
We were halfway there.
Things started falling apart,
At least to me it did.
Jealousy, oh sweet jealousy.
I was never one for it.
But when it came to you...
It never ended.
I loved spending time with Carlos and James,
I loved them like my blood brothers.
But I loved you the most.
Yet, the electricity...
It was fading.
Day by day, I tell myself I'm going crazy.
That I love you and you love me.
But,
Day by day, the signs become clearer.
That I'm not the one you should see.
It slowly faded, and I didn't want to waste your time.
I didn't want to waste any of your times.
I became the 3rd wheel for James and Carlos,
And nothing but air,
To you.
I felt invisible to you.
Yes we've a lot of fans,
Thousands,
Ten Thousands.
Their attention means a lot to me,
But not as much as James' and Carlos',
And nowhere near as much yours.
Like our song,
Loving you was like confetti falling,
It was beautiful while it lasted.
Unfortunately it has slowed down,
The confetti slowly decreased,
Until there was nothing.
Please,
Tell our fans that I'm sorry,
For my sudden departure.
I'm sorry for not telling James and Carlos,
I'm sorry for not telling you.
I love you Kendall but...
I'm sorry."
And just like that, my consciousness had disappeared.
[James Diamond]
I tried to shake off the bad feeling I got when the news popped up, it's been about 10 minutes since Carlos changed the channel and I still feel... bad.
"Did you hear that?" Carlos asked, turning his head around. "Hear what?" I asked back, I didn't hear anything.
"I heard a thud. From the kitchen." he replied, standing up. I stood up as well, we walked towards the kitchen slowly. Kendall's head popped out from behind the corner, he was unconscious. "Kendall!" Carlos yelled, rushing to his side.
I bent down and gently ripped a piece of paper from his hand, realizing it was all Logan's handwriting.
"No..." I said, dropping the paper in fear as Carlos desperately tried to wake our leader up. Carlos picked up the piece of paper and read it as well, tears quickly streamed down his face. "Please tell me this is a prank, James."
I shook my head, "Our Logie... Our adorable, smart and nerdy Logan... He's gone..." I said, falling onto my knees. "T-That was h-him... wasn't it..." Carlos said, slowly losing hope that Logan is alive.
"J-James..." Kendall said as his eyes opened, revealing his sad, tear-filled emerald eyes. "I'm sorry Kendall." I said as both Carlos and I hugged him, "H-He's gone...?" Kendall asked, as if ready to break down for days.
I nodded, hugging him tightly, feeling his body shake. I knew the tears were coming.
And they came.
[ A week after the incident... ]
[ Kendall Knight ]
I'm still recovering from that blow.
Logan has really awakened me.
He's really woken me up, making me realize that I should spend more time with the peoples I love instead of fame, I don't want to lose James or Carlos as well.
"I'm sorry Logan." I said to myself for the 200th time that week, looking down on the couch as I sat in a fetus position, James and Carlos on a different couch. They looked at me for a bit but kept quiet.
It's weird though.
I know he's no longer in this world but I could still feel his presence, not in a ghostly way but... I swear I could feel his heartbeat when I close my eyes, I could feel his warmth when I lay on my bed...
Maybe that just tells me that nobody will ever take his place in my heart.
*Knock knock* The sound of the door being knocked echoed throughout the house, it felt as if the knocks were louder than the sound of the TV.
"I'll get it." Carlos said in a weak voice. We're all still recovering from losing Logan.
It's weird though, we have a huge and obvious doorbell button, yet the stranger didn't use it. Suddenly, my flames of hope burnt bright. There's only one person I know in this entire world who never uses the doorbell.
