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Chapter 4

Kendall's POV

I opened my eyes slowly, everything before me was blurred. I blinked a few times to clear the blur. When it was clearing I saw Logan sitting on a chair nearby, his head nodding off with sleep. The room was dimly lit, might be to make it easier for me when I open my eyes.

"Logan" I croaked.

He jerked awake due to my sound.

"Oh hey, you are awake." He said slightly smiling, rubbing sleep away from his eyes. "How are you feeling?"

I nodded my head to say I'm fine scanning the room for others.

"Where are mom and Katie?" I asked, my voice still not sounding too good. But he understood.

"I sent them home. They looked so tired."

I nodded again and tried to sit straight. Surprisingly it wasn't much of a trouble. When I sat up, Logan came and sat next to me on the bed. I wanted to ask how he knew I was here but I knew Katie would have told him no matter what happens to me.

"Did Katie go to school?" I asked one other thing that bothered me.

"No," He replied looking at his hands and fidgeting them.

A wave of pain shot through me and I collapsed to the headboard of the bed, running a hand through my face. She missed too much of school because of me. Every time I end up sick she stays home to nurse me. She's a bright student and her hopes are big. She's going to have a bright future but at this rate I doubt it a lot. These were the times that I wanted this to finish soon, so I wouldn't be a burden to their lives. I let out a deep sigh and focused my attention on the window that was closed with curtains.

"They said you can go home when you wake up. Jennifer told me to bring you home so they can clean up your room a bit."

"What else did the doctor say?"

"They cut you about a month." He sighed before continuing. "They also said there's gonna be more severe nosebleeds and you need to be prepared for them."

I nodded feeling the tension a bit. I wanted to distract him.

"Thanks for informing Carlos." I said the first thing that came into my mind.

He smiled a little. "It was nothing. We were talking about random stuff and you came into the topic. So I mentioned it."

I smiled in response.

"I don't want you going to the rink again. Considering that James knows, he might do something."

"Come on dude! He doesn't know I'm going there every day. He thinks it's just one time." I smiled reassuringly.

"It's no use of telling you Kendall. You are too stubborn."

"But you still love me." I smirked.

He rolled his eyes, a smile breaking out on his face. "C'mon. Let's go home."

James' POV

I laid face up in my bed after practice thinking about the conversation between Logan and Carlos. I was glad that I followed Carlos. If Kendork goes there after school every day, that meant he would be there tomorrow as well. That's my chance. I was going to take my sweet revenge. I had already prepared my plan but I needed help and there was a small problem. Carlos and his too goody heart.

I felt something vibrate next to me. It was my phone and I looked at it to see that Carlos was calling me. I knew something was wrong cause Carlos never called me unless it was something important. I slid my finger above the phone screen and held it to my ear.

"What's up dude?"

"Got a call from Aunt Carol saying Gran is sick. So we are visiting her tomorrow." Carlos sounded so down. He loves his grandmother a lot. When he was a kid he grew up with her for some time. So they were kind of inseparable.

"How sick is she?"

"I don't know man. I hope it's not something serious."

"Yeah me too. So that means you aren't coming to school tomorrow?"

"No. I don't think I can even make it for practice."

I couldn't help but smile when he answered. My one and only problem had just gone away. All by itself, too.

"It's ok, Los. I hope she'd get well soon."

"Thanks. Catch ya later."

"Later"

I hung up. I was about to keep the phone away when I saw a text from Jo. Shit! She asked me to come over. I opened the text and she was asking whether I wasn't coming. Without replying I got off the bed, grabbed my coat, wallet and keys and ran out of the house. I got in the car and drove to her house which was not far away from school. It was a twenty minute drive. So I was hoping that she won't be that mad. I got out of the car and rang the doorbell. Jo opened the door with a smile and asked me to come in.

I looked around the house and I have to be honest that it was incredible. It wasn't too girly as I was expecting it to be. I stripped out of my coat and hung it on the rack. I placed my left hand on her waist and cupped her face with the right hand as I pressed my lips to her. She threw her arms around my neck as she started kissing me back. I moved my right hand also to her hip and let my fingers dance with the hem of her tank top. I moved it up caressing her exposed skin when she slapped my hand away. I pulled back and gave her a questioning look.

"When I said I wanted to take things slow, I meant it James." Her tone was serious.

I was confused. "Then why did you ask me to come over when your parents are not around?"

She rolled her eyes. "How big of a pervert can you be? I asked you to come so we can have some time alone."

"Oh" I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks. She could have told me earlier. At least when I winked at her. I looked at her sending her a questioning look again when she laughed.

"Aww honey, you look like a tomato." She squealed pinching my cheeks. I slapped her hand away with a scoff. I turned around and made my way to living room and sat on the couch.

"So what are we gonna do?"

"Anything other than what you thought." She smirked laughing.

I glared at her. Her laugh faded as she took out some movies.

"How about a movie?"

I nodded and she handed me some DVDs. "Pick something you like. I'll go get some popcorn."

She left for the kitchen and I looked through the DVDs when my eye caught a hockey movie. My mind flew to what I had been planning earlier. Everything was going smoothly. All I need is to get help from Dak and Jett. Then it will be the end of that asshole. I was smiling like a teenage girl in love. I only realized it when I heard Jo's laugh next to me.

"Who are you thinking about?" she smirked.

"Kendall," My eyes widened at the slip and I pursed my lips together to prevent any more slips. Her smile faltered at the mention of his name.

"Why?" she asked. Her tone was more serious and she was directly looking at me.

"Nothing," My head fell as I started to look through the DVDs again.

"James," She took my hand and squeezed it. "I don't know what you are planning to do to him. But I want you to stop it."

I turned to her. Her eyes were dead serious which scared me a bit. "Jo it's nothing."

"Leave him alone James." She looked like she's going to hit me with anything she can grab right now.

"Leave him alone?" I scoffed. "After what he did to me?"

"You deserved it." She said like it was nothing big.

"What? What are you saying Jo? Have you lost your mind?" I shouted, standing up. She also stood up with me.

"You always bullied him. You should have seen that coming. Everybody else did. Besides he didn't deserve all the shit you gave him."

"Why are you defending him? Are you his girlfriend or mine?"

"Of course I'm your girlfriend. The whole school knows that. But this isn't about that. This is about what is right and what is wrong. And what you are doing is wrong." She took a deep breath to calm herself.

"You are not my mother to tell me what is wrong and what is right."

"As your so called mother is not around to teach you good manners, I thought at least I should do it." She gasped and closed her mouth with her hand as she realized what she had just said.

I stared at her feeling my chest tighten little by little as memories gushed to my mind. I gulped hard before stomping out of the house grabbing my jacket on the way. I roared the car engine into life and drove away. I couldn't believe she just said that. I trusted her with all that information and I never imagined she would hurt me with them. I felt my vision getting blurred. So I moved the car to a side and took a few deep breaths to keep the tears from falling out. After some time, clearing my mind and pushing Jo to the back of it I resumed my driving.

As I stepped onto the porch of my house I heard a shrill noise from inside. I sighed. This was going to be a long night. I opened the door and stepped inside the house. When I walked through the living room, I heard someone calling my name. The voice was high pitched and drunk. I turned to see my mother, Brooke Diamond, one of the biggest role models in this country, standing with a glass in one hand and the other hand wrapped around the shoulders of a man. The man was trying hard to steady her. My eyes drifted to the man and scanned him from head to toe. He looked handsome and young. Maybe even younger than mom. I stared at them. This wasn't something new to me. This had been happening since I was a kid and now I was immune to it.

"Honey, this is Sam." She said pointing to the man besides her.

"Actually I'm Stan. Nice to meet you." He said as he held out his hand to me. He was perfectly sober.

I shook his hand. "James. I'll be upstairs if you need anything." He nodded giving me a sympathetic look.

I raced to my room and slammed the door behind me. To say I was mad was an understatement. I was furious. I wanted to hit someone so bad. So I grabbed the first thing I could find and threw it across the room. It was the flower vase that the maid kept for decoration. I didn't mind cause mom can buy another one tomorrow and tomorrow wasn't the first time she would be doing that. I trashed a few other stuff too and didn't bother to check what they were. Finally, I sighed and fell into my bed. I covered my ears with my pillow to muffle the sounds that came from the master bedroom downstairs. I needed a distraction. I was thinking about my revenge plan when sleep engulfed me.

I was getting my books out of the locker when someone slapped hard on my back. I looked over my shoulder to see Dak and Jett.

"Hey man. Where's Los?" asked Dak.

"He's visiting his Gran."

"How was last night?" smirked Jett.

All I wanted was someone to remind me about last night. Today morning I didn't went to her house to pick her up and when I passed her in the hallway I didn't even look at her. I didn't answer any of her calls or texts. I knew what she told me was true but she didn't have to throw it in my face.

"Listen. I need your help." I said ignoring his question.

"Yeah sure. Anything for you man."

I smiled and told them what was on my mind. They gladly agreed to it. At that moment the bell rang and we went our separate ways hoping to discuss further during the lunch.

Kendall's POV

The day was a blur. Nothing special or interesting happened and I just went with the flow. What surprised me was James shut his bloody mouth during lunch and kept his distance. Might be he has learned his lesson or he was planning something dreadful. As it says it is always calm before a storm. Thinking about it made my insides turn.

When the last bell rang I jumped to my feet and fled to my locker. Logan was already there with Camille. I shoved my books into the locker and said my goodbyes. Logan gave me a disapproving look to which I replied with a pleading one. He sighed and nodded dragging Camille away with him.

I walked out of the school and into the rink. I was kind of happy cause I missed this yesterday. I crept into the building and walked to my usual hiding place crouching behind the benches when I heard laughter. I peered over a bench to see what was going on when I saw James and his minions looking at me laughing. I straightened myself cause they have obviously seen me so there was no point in hiding.

"Hello Kendork. We were waiting for you." sneered James, walking up to me as his minions laughed.

He grabbed my collar from one hand and gestured with the other to his lip where there was a scar.

"Can you remember causing this?" He asked through gritted teeth.

I remained silent thinking that was the wisest thing to do right now. He dragged me near the rink and I tried escape from his grip but I couldn't. I had to admit that he was strong and due to the immense amount of blood I lost yesterday, I was comparatively weaker. He threw me into the middle of the rink and I fell, slamming my back against the ice. I gasped as a sudden chill went through me. When I tried to get up I felt a skate on my stomach. I looked up to see James and his minions, all with hockey sticks surround me. I knew what was going to happen and now it was too late to avoid this. If anything this will do me good. This would make what was going to happen in months to speed up. I took a deep breath and was bracing myself for what was about to come. But when a hockey stick slammed onto my side, a cry escaped me. A few other hockey sticks followed it and I opened my mouth to make breathing easier. I felt some liquid flow down my face but I wasn't sure whether that was blood or tears. All the areas of my body started to ache as one after the other hockey sticks slammed in to me. But the most unbearable one was the hit to my head. With a yelp my hands went to cover my head only to feel some hot liquid run through my fingers. Slowly everything started to blur and their laughs echoed in my ears. The last thing I heard was someone screaming my name as the blackness swallowed me.