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Chapter4: Mistakes
Katie laughed as she and Camille drove along the road. They were just getting back from a wild party. Neither of them had been drinking but they had had fun watching everyone else make a fool of themselves, especially James and Carlos. Those two were always up to something together.
"I can't believe he did that," Camille said.
"I can, James is just like that," Katie said shaking her head.
"Yeah I guess, but still."
"No buts, put James and Carlos together," Katie said holding up one hand, "add alcohol-" she held up her other hand, "-and you get chaos." She brought her hands together and laughed.
"I'm just that surprised the party didn't get busted by the police," Camille said laughing as they pulled up to a stop light that was red. She waited for it to turn green.
"Me either, the music was so loud and my ears are still ringing," Katie pointed to her ears.
"It was fun though," Camille said. Katie laughed and nodded her head. "I am just glad that the school year is almost over. I can't wait for summer," she said smiling. The light turned green. Camille stepped on the gas and Katie looked out her window. She saw blinding light.
"Camille!" she screamed.
Katie sat up in her bed and looked around wildly. She was in her room and her breathing eventually returned to normal. She put her face in her hands and let a few tears fall. Her dream had all seemed so real, like it was happening all over again. She looked to the wheel chair beside her bed and felt more tears come to her eyes. That chair was a reminder that her dreams had been real at one point.
Katie looked to her wheelchair again and lifted her legs and moved to the edge of her bed. She got into her chair and made her way over to her dresser. She had learned to dress herself in the last few months. She was adapting to her new life. It was hard and a struggle and at times she really did feel like just giving up, but she didn't. She couldn't. Katie finished her morning routine of getting ready and made her way to the kitchen. Her room had been moved down stairs for convenience. She rolled into the kitchen and saw Kendall was already there eating.
"Morning Ken-dull," Katie greeted.
"Morning Katie," Kendall said without turning to her. Katie wheeled herself to the table. Jennifer greeted her as well with a smile as usual.
"Morning mom," Katie said. Jennifer set a plate of pancakes down in front of Katie. Katie smiled and grabbed the fork beside her plate.
"So what are you plans for today?" Jennifer asked Katie as she sat down. It was Saturday and Jennifer had the day off from work.
"Probably just hanging around the house," Katie shrugged.
"Katie, you've got to go out more," Jennifer sighed.
"Mom, let her be if she wants to mope around, let her mope around. I mean, if you really wanna get her out, just call her friends," Kendall said looking over at Katie.
"Yeah right, they all just look at me like I'm a freak now," Katie scoffed.
"They do not," Kendall said as he stood up and put his dishes on the sink. He turned to face his mother and sister.
"Why hasn't Camille come around yet then?" Katie asked referring to her best friend.
"Guilt probably," Kendall shrugging as he leaned against the counter.
"Shut up," Katie said glaring at Kendall.
"I'm probably right, I mean she probably thinks she's the one who made the mistake," Kendall said calmly.
"That's not true," Katie said. She didn't blame Camille. She blamed that guy who ran the red light.
"You know Katie, if you want mom off your back come with me to the farm. I am sure dad wouldn't mind the company around the house. He's got to wait for a phone call today anyways," Kendall said changing the subject as he walked over to the counter and grabbed the keys to his truck.
"No thanks, maybe later," Katie said.
"You off to work then?" Jennifer asked Kendall.
"Yeah, I'll be home later," Kendall said. He left without another word.
"Katie, I know things have been hard these last few months, but sitting around moping won't change anything," Jennifer said.
"Look at me mom, I am in a wheelchair. People look at me differently now. They treat me differently too," Katie said.
"They just don't know what to say to you," Jennifer said.
"I know this chair doesn't make me any different, but it sure feels like it sometimes," Katie said shaking her head.
Katie looked down at her lap. She was starting to get comfortable with the chair. She had been going to school in the chair for a few weeks now. People weren't staring as much either. She was moving around better with the chair. She wasn't as clumsy as she had been at first. It didn't change her. It was a part of her now. She just had to accept that now.
"Katie," Jennifer sighed.
Katie just shook her head and left the kitchen. She headed back to her bedroom. She didn't want to have this argument again.
-Perfect-
Kendall, James, Carlos, and Logan were all working the farm. They were finishing up the summer work and getting ready for the fall and then winter. Once winter came they'd no longer have to work the farm.
"Can you believe we're already a month into school?" Carlos asked trying to make small talk as they worked.
"God, don't remind me," James said shaking his head. He was always complaining about school. That was all he could really talk about lately. Either that or Hockey. The hockey team was on a winning streak. They hadn't lost a single game yet.
"Will you quit it, you at like it's prison or something," Kendall said rolling his eyes.
"Whatever, I am taking a break," James said taking his gloves off and walking away. Carlos rolled his eyes and took off after him.
Kendall looked over at Logan who was looking at him. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Something wrong?" Kendall asked Logan.
"We just-uh-we haven't really-" Logan stammered. Kendall laughed and shook his head.
"You wanna talk about what we did," Kendall asked looking at Logan. "That was like two weeks ago," he added.
"What happened was a mistake," Logan said looking down at the ground.
"I didn't hear you complaining," Kendall said looking at Logan who looked uncomfortable. Kendall walked over to Logan. He looked around didn't see James or Carlos anywhere. He stopped in front of Logan. "Are you really saying you didn't like it?" he asked.
"I never said that," Logan said swallowing lightly. "I said it was wrong," he said.
"Let me guess, now you're gonna say we shouldn't do it again right?" Kendall asked.
"Yeah, we really shouldn't," Logan said. Kendall stepped in closer to Logan. Kendall looked down into Logan's big brown eyes. Logan swallowed the lump in his throat.
"I totally agree," Kendall said nodding his head. He laughed as he took a step back from the nervous brunette.
"No you don't," Logan said regaining his composure.
"I do too, you can't tell me what I agree on or not," Kendall argued. Logan just rolled his eyes at the blonde.
"So it's agreed, it was a mistake and won't happen again," Logan asked arching an eyebrow at the blonde.
"Scouts honor," Kendall said holding three fingers up.
"It doesn't count if you were never a scout," Logan stated glaring at his friend. Kendall just shrugged.
"Come with me I've got something I wanna show you," Kendall said his eyes lighting up. He grabbed Logan's hand and led him into the barn. He urged him up the ladder Logan climbed faster and Kendall followed him. Once they were up top Logan let out a gasp.
"Oh my god you left this up here?" Logan asked.
"Of course, it's our secret," Kendall said grinning.
Before them was the fort they had made up here when they were younger. There were sheet tacked and strung up and a small mattress made of hay in the corner. The two of them had spent most of their childhood up here playing pretend. They were anything they wanted to be. Kendall was usually the shining knight that saved the prince from dragons or evil wizards. Or Kendall would be the brave detective and solve a case of with Logan. It usually involved thing that went missing around the farm. The culprit had usually turned out to be Katie moving things around.
"Kendall," Logan said slowly. He turned and looked at the blonde. Kendall was smiling. Kendall pushed Logan towards their little fort. "Your dad never found this?" he asked.
"Like he'd come up here," Kendall said laughing. He walked over to Logan. "This was our place remember," he said.
"How could I forget, this was where we would hide from your dad when we were little," Logan said smiling.
"We spent a good part of our childhood up here," Kendall said. Logan turned to face Kendall with a smile.
"I was up here earlier," Kendall said as he walked over to the small fort. He opened the curtain and showed Logan what he had done.
"Water balloons?" Logan asked. Kendall nodded his head.
"So Logie how come you haven't gotten your license yet?" Kendall asked changing the subject.
"Are you kidding me? My parents are too busy and there is no way James will help me," Logan said.
"I could help you," Kendall offered.
"Really?" Logan asked sitting up. He smiled at the blonde. Kendall laughed at Logan's eagerness and nodded his head. Kendall sat up as well and looked at Logan. "That would be so helpful Ken," Logan said throwing his arms around Kendall in a tight hug.
"Yeah, well if you even plan on getting out of this place you're going to need to know how to drive," Kendall said once Logan let go of him. He missed the warmth that Logan gave him almost immediately. "Besides you're almost eighteen it's about time you learned," he added cheekily.
"I could always get someone to take me away from this place," Logan said smiling at the blonde sweetly.
"Yeah, yeah, all you gotta do is bat those eyes and wiggle your ass," Kendall teased.
"Then you'll break."
"Always do."
"I know you do."
"Logan! Kendall!"
Kendall held a finger to his lips and moved over to the window and the bucket of balloons under it. He grabbed a balloon and Logan shook his head. They both moved to look out the window to look at James who was looking for them. Kendall handed Logan the balloon and grabbed another.
"No way," Logan whispered.
"Don't be such a prude, have fun once in awhile," Kendall shot back. He lifted his hand and looked out the window once more. James had they're back to him. Carlos was nowhere to be seen. Kendall chucked the balloon down at James and hit him in back of his head. Kendall ducked pulling Logan with him quickly.
"What the hell!"
Kendall snickered and put a hand over his mouth. Logan shook his head. They both peeked over the edge of the windowsill. James was looking around for Kendall and Logan. He had his back to them once more.
"Ok that was so not funny you mess up my hair!" James hollered. Logan threw the balloon he was holding. It hit James in the back and they both ducked again. Kendall and Logan fell down onto the mattress, that made up most of their fort's floor, laughing. They both covered their mouths to stop the noises they were making.
Kendall looked over at Logan. James' yelling had stopped and Logan looked over at Kendall. They locked eyes and before Kendall could stop himself he was leaning in and kissing Logan again. He pulled back quickly when he realized he had just broken the promise he had just made Logan.
"I'm sorry," Kendall said quickly.
"Shut up," Logan muttered. He leaned in closer to the blonde and kissed him again. Kendall's eyes went wide in shock. Logan was kissing him. He initiated it this time, not Kendall.
"Kendall! Logan! I know you're in here."
Logan pulled back and jumped up. He ran over to the edge of the upper level. He saw James standing in the entrance of the barn. Kendall joined him seconds later.
"Hey, James what's with the hair?" Kendall laughed.
"Like you don't know you asshole, your dad wanted me to come get you and tell you guys lunch is ready," James said. He turned and left the barn. Logan quickly climbed down the ladder with Kendall close behind him. Logan chased after James.
"Aw, come on James, we were just having a little fun," Logan teased.
"You ruined my hair," James said pointing to his now soaking wet hair. Kendall laughed and messed James' hair up more. "Stop it," he said batting at Kendall's hand. Kendall just laughed and shook his head.
The three of them made their way up to the house. James was ahead of them pouting over his wet hair. Kendall and Logan walked side by side in silence.
Kendall was thinking about what had happened in the barn before James had found them. Logan had kissed him again. He had initiated another kiss, with James not that far away. Logan had initiated the kiss this time, not Kendall. Kendall was confused though, Logan had made a big thing about it not happening again. He made Kendall promise to not do it again or bring it up for that matter. Sure, Kendall had kissed him first, but he apologized. Kendall wasn't sure what to think right now.
-Perfect-
James sighed as he fell onto his bed. He was glad to be home and not at the farm. He only took the job at the farm to keep an eye on Kendall and Logan. He didn't want Kendall flirting with Logan. Logan had chosen James not him and Kendall had to accept that.
James had just taken a shower and fixed up his hair. Kendall and Logan had decided to be jerks and pelt him with balloons. He didn't know why they had done it, just that it messed up his hair big time. He had to spend the rest of the day with his hair not combed out to perfection like normal.
James heard the front door open and close. He knew his mother was home. He got up from his bed and made his way over to his door. He was about to open it when he heard voices.
"My son is home." That was his mother.
"Are you saying we can't do this then?" James didn't recognize that voice. It was a total stranger. This wasn't uncommon. Brooke brought guys home. Usually guys that ran big companies that she could rub 'elbows' with and get them to buy or sell her cosmetic products.
"Just let me see if he's in his room or not."
James moved over to his bed and laid down looking away from the door. He heard his door open. He didn't move and didn't reply when his mother spoke to him. He knew if he interrupted her 'date' he'd never hear the end of it. He had learned that lesson when he was young. Once he heard her bedroom door shut. James stood up. He grabbed his backpack. He pulled out a pen and paper. He quickly jotted a note for his mother down.
He left his room and brought his note to the kitchen. He stuck it on the refrigerator next to Brooke's diet plan. A place he knew she would see it. He then grabbed his car keys and left the house heading for his dad's place.
His dad, Eli, lived one town over and it was a forty five minute drive. James knew Eli would be shocked to see him. He hardly visited Eli as it was. He only really came over when he needed to get away from his mother. It was his one escape from everything that was wrong with his life. When he was there his dad was nice to him and talked to him. His new wife, Maggie, was nice to him too. He also got to see his little half-sisters Ella and Susan.
James arrived at his dads house as his dad pulled into the driveway as well. He parked on the curb and got out of his car.
"James," Eli said shocked.
"Hey dad, I thought I'd come visit for a bit if that's ok," James said slowly.
"It's more than ok," Eli said smiling at his son. James smiled and walked over to Eli. "Is everything ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, every thing is fine I just wanted to come visit," James shrugged.
"Sorry, but it's just you're a long ways from home, I wasn't expecting you until next weekend," Eli said.
"Mom's got a 'special friend' over," James admitted. Eli knew about Brooke sleeping with men to get ahead. It was what had caused their marriage to fall apart. Eli just nodded his head and led James inside.
"Well whatever the reason I am glad you're here," Eli said happily. "Ella and Susan will be glad to see you too," he added. A little redheaded girl rolled down the hallway in a wheel chair.
"Dad!"
"Hey princess, look who came to visit," Eli said bending over and hugging his eight year old daughter.
"James!" Ella exclaimed excitedly.
"Hey there squirt," James said. Ella let go of Eli. "you're getting so big," he said ruffling her hair. Ella laughed and shook her head. James leaned over and gave her a hug as well. James looked up as Maggie and Susan, came down the hallway. Maggie was wearing an apron that had some flour stains on it. Susan ran up to Eli. Eli picked the three year old up.
"James this is a surprise," Maggie said.
"Jay," Susan said holding her arms out to James. James took her from Eli and gave her a hug as well.
"I was home alone and bored and thought I come visit," James said tightening his hold on Susan. She giggled in his ear and hugged him again. "it's good to see you too Su," he laughed.
"Well the girls and I just baked some cookies," Maggie said.
"Cookies," Susan chirped happily.
"You've got to try them," Ella said her excitement returning. James put Susan down and she grabbed James' hand and pulling him down the hallway to the kitchen. Maggie and Eli laughed as they followed the three.
James tried the cookies that Ella and Susan had made and they were good. He told them they were delicious. Ella smiled brightly at that and Susan clapped her hands happily. Eli tired a few cookies as well. He had nothing but good things to say as well.
After that James gave into Ella and Susan's demands to go out side. The three of them headed outside to play for a bit with the girls' dog Spike. James liked hanging out with them, because they wasn't like his friends. They was still just children and still carefree, mostly. Ella was in a wheel chair, and would be for the rest of her life. She had been born that way. It didn't bother her though. She was fun and had a great imagination. Susan did as well. They was everything James wanted to be again. Sometimes he wished he was still a kid. That way he wouldn't have to worry about the future.
Right now though, he was a king and Ella and Susan were princesses. None of them had any worries other than the dragon trying to destroy their castle. They had to fight the big terrible dragon Spike.
-Perfect-
Carlos sighed as he finished his dinner alone. His dad was working and his mother was out doing something. He didn't even hear her leave. He hadn't noticed until he got hungry. He had just decided to cook a few corndogs. It was quick and easy.
He was home alone and couldn't get a hold of any of his friends. He had called James, but he went straight to voice mail. James must've turned off his phone. He couldn't get a hold of Kendall and Logan either. They were probably hanging out and didn't want to be interrupted.
Carlos was a hundred percent sure, but he was sure something was going on with Kendall and Logan. They had been acting very strange lately. Kendall would look at Logan until Logan looked at him and then look away, more so than usual. Something had to have happened between them. Carlos wasn't sure if James noticed it either. James had been acting a bit off lately.
Carlos sighed and walked over to the sink. He started washing the dishes. He knew if he didn't it would cause a fight between his parents. He didn't mind doing the dishes either. It wasn't that hard of a chore for him. He finished drying off the dishes and put them away. He decided to head up to his bedroom.
Carlos made his way over to his computer. He opened his messenger to see if he had any new messages. He had one, from a girl he had met online a few weeks back. She had friended him and they had started talking. It wasn't anything bad, they just talked about whatever came to mind. More often than not she gave Carlos advice on what to do when he had a problem.
CrazyBeotch18: How was school?
Carlos noticed that she hadn't messaged him too long ago. He typed a quick reply to her and see if she was.
LatinoStud10: Boring, James is an idiot and Kendall and Logan just ignored me as usual. Every teacher I had today just seemed to drone on and on.
Carlos drummed his fingers as he waited for a reply. He hardly knew this girl, but it didn't seem that way. It was like he could tell her anything, and she'd understand.
CrazyBeotch18: Aw that bad?
LatinoStud10: Yeah, but it's normal so I don't really take it personally anymore.
CrazyBeotch18: What about those girls that have been hitting on you? Maybe you should ask one of them out.
LatinoStud10: You mean Steph and Lucy?
CrazyBeotch18: Yeah are they the two you told me about?
LatinoStud10: Yeah, I mean sure they're both nice but I known them for like four years. Why are they taking interest in me now?
CrazyBeotch18: Maybe you're a late bloomer and their noticed you finally filled out or something.
LatinoStud10: Lol. But seriously I think I'm gonna investigate a bit before I ask one of them out only to find out it was a dare to see who could get me to like them first or something like that.
CrazyBeoth18: Ever the pessimist Latino.
LatinoStud10: With my luck I'm being realistic.
CrazyBeotch18: Don't be so quick to count yourself out, I am sure you're a great guy and those girls probably see it too.
CrazyBeotch18: I gotta go now, but keep your head up. ttyl.
LatinoStud10: K ttyl.
Carlos logged out of his messenger. He was thinking over what CrazyBeotch18 had said. He shook his head. Sure, he was nice, but was he a great guy? He let James lie to Logan about his cheating. He didn't tell James when he thought something was going on between their other two friends. Carlos hung his head, he might be a bad person.
-Perfect-
Camille made her way up to the attic. Her mother was out running some errands and she was bored. She needed something to do. She remembered her mother had brought some of her old books up here. Reading would take her mind off of things. It was an escape from reality. It allowed her to be in another place with people should could only read about. People who were happy and carefree.
She looked around the attic. There were several old dusty boxes up here. She moved around a bit looking for any boxes that might hold her books. She just wanted to read. There was also a big mirror that was almost as taller as her. She could looked herself over in the mirror. She stood there a moment looking at herself.
Camille hardly recognized herself anymore. Her hair was a bit flatter than normal. She hadn't really been taking much care of it lately. She had just taken to showering and bushing it out. It looked a bit lifeless, as did her face. Her skin was a bit paler than usual too. She had hardly gone out over the summer. She never got a tan this year. With it being fall already and winter just around the corner, she didn't think it would be likely she'd get one. Her clothes even reflected how she felt; empty. Her clothes were dark and blank. Camille sighed and shook her head she moved on from the mirror.
The boxes almost seemed never ending. They all had labels and none of them said book. She eventually spotted an old trunk. That caught her attention. She walked over to it and looked at it. It looked old. It must've belonged to her grandmother.
Her grandmother, Cecelia, had lived in this house before she had. After she had reached a certain age she decided she didn't need this big house anymore. She had moved into a smaller house more towards the center of town. From there it was easier for Cecelia to get around. She given the house to her daughter; Camille's mother, for her and Camille. About a year ago she had died, it wasn't unexpected, but it still shocked Camille.
Camille looked at the trunk. It had been just over a year since her grandmother had died. She placed her hands on the lid of the trunk and tried to open it. It was locked. She sighed and examined the lock. It was old and rusty and seemed like it had been locked a long time. It had a big hole and looked like it took a big key.
Camille's eyes went wide as she remembered what her grandmother had given her. She ran to the stairs and made her way to her room. She dug through her desk drawers looking for it. It just had to be here, she hadn't moved it since she had put it in her drawer. She then found it. A big rusty key was sitting at the bottom of her drawer.
"Why are you giving me this?" Camille asked looking down at the key her grandmother had given her. It was big, heavy, a bit rusty and it was old. Camille had no idea what it could unlock and she wasn't sure Cecelia knew either.
"You'll never know when it might just come in handy," Cecelia told her granddaughter.
"What?" Camille asked confused looking up at Cecelia.
"Just keep it safe for me," Cecelia said.
"Ok." Camille nodded her head her hand tightening around the key.
"If you're ever feeling down and know where to look this might just help," Cecelia said with a smile. Camille just nodded her head. Cecelia was getting up there in age. She was started to forget things.
Camille grabbed the key and made her way back up to the attic. She fell to her knees in front of the trunk. Her hands were shaking as she lifted the key up to the lock. She wasn't sure if this was what the key did. It was a long shot that this would even work.
"I hope this works," she muttered to herself. Her heart was pounding, not from running, but from the excitement. She had spent a lot of time wondering just what this key did. She put the key in the lock and it fit. She turned the key and a lock clicked. Camille pulled the key out and unlatched the lock. She set it on the floor next to the key.
She ran her hand over the top of the trunk. She wasn't sure what she was going to find in the trunk. It could be anything of her grandmother's belonging. Cecelia had been a bit of hoarder. She kept thing that she didn't necessarily need to. It had to be important, if her grandmother had trusted her with the key. She took a deep breath and opened the trunk.
Boom. Another chapter done. I hope you all liked this. There will be more to come next weekend hopefully. Anyways review and let me know what you think.
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