Ugh! I'm sorry for the wait! I've been super busy this weekend, and didn't have time to update! I'm sorry. I hope it's worth the wait! :) So here's Chapter 3!
I was awakened later that morning from a pillow in the face. Groaning, I rolled out of bed and opened my bloodshot eyes, a result of the little sleep I had gotten. I seemed to wake up every hour, in tears from the dreams I had had. They all consisted of my parents dying right before my eyes, in about a million different ways, from them being in a car crash to them committing suicide. This was definitely not helping me deal.
"Morning, Logie!" Kendall greeted me, his hair wet from a shower.
"Morning…" I yawned, stretching my arms and walking over to my dresser to get clothes for the day.
"No offense, Loges, but you look like crap," Carlos butted into the conversation, from his spot on his bed.
That's what no sleep does to you, Carlos. "Thanks, bro. I just didn't get to sleep until late last night," I replied, glancing at Kendall quickly. He was lightly glaring at me.
"Ready to tell us yet, Logan?" Kendall asked me. No I wasn't, not in any way.
I acted like I didn't know what Kendall was talking about until Carlos walked out of the room, and I made sure he was out of earshot before I answered. "No, Kendall. I'm not. And I wish you would just stop bringing this up. You don't even know the half of it, so please… stop." A single tear ran down my face, and I quickly wiped it away. Kendall was already close enough to finding out.
Apparently, luck was not on my side just then. Kendall's voice was soft when he spoke again. "Logan… I saw that. What, what is it? What is this bad that it's making you, of all people cry? Tell me buddy, I want to help you."
I was almost convinced by that mini-speech Kendall just gave to tell him the problem, but no. I couldn't, not yet. "No, Kendall," I whispered back, still trying to keep the rest of my tears at bay. "I can't tell you yet. But… I will, when I can. Please understand."
Kendall looked at me and sighed. "Alright, Logie. Okay. But please, when you're ready, tell me. I want to help you." Then he noticed the clothes in my hands, ready to be changed into. "But you need to get ready now, buddy. We have to leave for the studio in…" Kendall glanced at the clock on the wall. "Half an hour. I'll see you in the kitchen," he said, walking out of the room.
I changed into my clothes, thinking about what Kendall said. I knew I should tell him, I just… I wish he already knew, so I wouldn't have to be hurt all over again. It was kind of a selfish thought, but I honestly didn't know if I could do it. My mom always said…
I pushed back the tears once again, while I walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. I found it unoccupied, luckily. James must have been fast today, I thought. That's a first.
When I walked out into the kitchen, everyone was already sitting around the table, eating their breakfast. Mrs. Knight looked up at me from the newspaper she was reading.
"Good morning, Logan. How did you sleep?" she asked, giving me a knowing look.
"Morning. Um, yeah, I slept… fine." That seemed to be a good enough answer for her at the time, but I still knew she would try to talk to me later about it. After all, I did look like crap. When I looked in the mirror in the bathroom, I almost jumped at my reflection. My eyes were bloodshot, and I had bags underneath them. My hair would have offended James by the way it looked, and my face was just pale. It was a miracle I fixed myself enough to be presentable.
I grabbed myself a granola bar and sat down at the table to eat. I really wasn't hungry at all, but I knew I would concern the others if I didn't eat, and plus, we had rehearsal, so I needed food in my system.
As I took small bites of my breakfast, I felt eyes on me. I looked up to find Kendall staring at me. I knew he thought he was being sneaky, but he wasn't. Sometimes his over protectiveness got annoying. Why couldn't he just be like Carlos, or even James? They seemed like they already forgot that they were suspicious of me, at least for the time being.
But, I knew in the back of my mind that I secretly loved how protective Kendall was of me. It made me feel special, and loved. We've always seemed to have some sort of special bond, like how James and Carlos do. All four of us together were best friends, and I wouldn't trade that for anything, but Kendall just seemed… closer to me than the other guys. He was my BEST friend.
I checked my watch. We had to leave for the studio in five minutes. Ugh, I am so not ready for this…
I rose from my seat at the table, which apparently got the other guys' attention, and they got up as well. We all cleaned up our plates and threw away whatever trash we had, and Mrs. Knight gave us all a kiss on our cheek.
"Have fun, boys," she told us, as we walked out the door and to the elevator. It was going to be a long day…
The four of us walked into the studio and to Gustavo's office. Kelly let us in and we collapsed into the four chairs that were placed in front of Gustavo's desk, and Gustavo himself.
"Morning, dogs," he greeted us, in a half-yell. Typical Gustavo. "So, Mother's Day is coming up, and –," I flinched, and tears came to my eyes once again. Unfortunately, the guys and Gustavo all noticed.
"Something wrong, Smart Dog?" Gustavo asked me. He did care about us, even as much as it seemed like he didn't. Kendall and the guys all looked at me with concern.
"N-no. Nothing, why? I'm fine, see?" I answered, flashing a fake smile that didn't reach my eyes. Nothing could replace the pain that was held in them ever since yesterday evening.
"Okay then. Back to what I was saying, then." Gustavo continued on. None of the guys looked like they believed me, especially Kendall. I knew he was getting slightly angry with me, also. I'd tell him soon enough, so he could stop his worrying.
"Dogs!" Gustavo yelled at us. "Pay attention! Anyway, Mother's Day is coming up, and I know you would all probably want to see them. With that being said, I'm willing to fly them here for you, for a week. You know, as a… bone."
Kelly jumped in. "You boys have been working very hard lately, and we wanted to do something nice for you." She smiled at us.
Oh, God. Oh my God. Shit. This is bad. Really, really, really bad. James and Carlos were both smiling and cheering, while I'm sure the look on my face was one of panic and sadness. I had to get out of there.
"Um, sorry guys, but I have to… go to the bathroom! Be right back!" I faked a smile again and hurried out of the room, running down the hallway to the bathroom. Once I was in the door, I sank down to the floor and curled my legs up to my chest, letting the tears fall once again.
Why? Why did this all have to happen now? Oh, that's right, I forgot. I have the worst luck in the world, that's why. I cried into my knees, shaking with silent sobs for the next couple minutes. Then, I heard footsteps.
"Logan? You okay? You've been in there for a while," Kendall yelled through the door. I scrambled up from the floor and went to the sink, rinsing my face of the tears. If he knew what I was doing, I'd be screwed.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah, Kendall! I'm fine! Just washing my hands," I answered him, turning off the sink and drying my face and hands on a paper towel. I walked to the door, opening it and coming face-to-face with Kendall.
"Okay, Logan. Well, we have to record the rest of our song from yesterday now, so let's go," he said, leading the way to the recording booth.
I could make it through the day… I had to. Stay strong, I commanded myself, for about the billionth time since yesterday. You have to.
Okay! Third chapter's up! When you read this I'll probably be finishing up the fourth for you guys, while I have free time. :) So... review? ;)
