James drives toward an empty lot, his thoughts racing. An empty lot might seem deserted, but he knows that Logan often goes there to think. The small brunette relishes the loneliness, because it gives him time to put his thoughts together, as he's told James.

He's so scared of what Logan may've done to himself. He doesn't care that his brother is mad at him; his main focus is the fact that Logan could be cutting as well. God, I'm a horrible friend. The thought alarms him, until he replays the events of the day in his head. He has been a horrible friend.

Honestly, everything's overwhelming him. Finding out about Logan's cutting, revealing his own self-harm addiction, the fight with Logan…everything's just piling up. James isn't one to do well under pressure. He may appear calm, collected, composed, in pressuring situations, but on this inside, he's freaking out. Cracking, almost. James Diamond does not do well under pressure.

He looks out at the road in front of him, searching for landmarks that'll tell him how far away he is. Suddenly, his phone begins to ring, starling him. James glances at the caller ID, which is displaying Kendall. Taking one hand off the wheel, he grabs the iPhone, and puts it on speaker, so he can talk and drive at the same time.

"James?" Kendall sounds anxious, almost worried, as he speaks. James knows why, and a part of him is annoyed with Carlos for telling the blonde. It's not that he didn't want Kendall to know, it's just that now, everything's going to turn into a bigger mess, bigger than it was ever intended to be.

"Hey, Ken. I assume Carlos told you what happened?" He speaks coolly, not wanting another fight, one between him and Kendall.

"Yeah. We're on our way. This needs to be fixed." Hold on. Kendall and Carlos are coming?! That's a problem. Logan looks to be almost scared of the Latino. There's no way he'll talk, if Carlos is there. James needs to figure out how to detour his other brothers, so he can get a chance to talk with Logan.

"Listen, Ken. I think that I should talk to Logan, alone. He's really upset, hurt, and vulnerable. And god, Carlos scared him, dude. He's never yelled at anyone like that… Logan's never seen Carlos that pissed. I know Carlos was defending me, but he really hurt Logan. Can you talk to him? Because I tried, and he didn't listen."

He hears Kendall sigh heavily, before speaking again. "Yeah, sure. Promise me you'll bring our Logie back in one piece? And make sure he's okay?"

"I promise, Ken." James smiles, though he knows Kendall can't see it.

"Thanks, Jay. I'll see you soon, kay?"

"Yep. Bye, Ken."

"Bye. I love you, dude."

"Love you too, bro." James ends the call, just in time. He's reached his destination. Logan's car is a few feet ahead, parked on the side of the road. James parks behind the car, and gets out, grabbing his phone. He looks around, catching sight of the smaller brunette, sitting on the concrete, leaning against a brick wall.

He begins to jog over, and as he nears the saddened boy, James catches sight of blood. Blood stains Logan's entire left wrist. The said boy is crying, an empty, broken look in his eyes.

"Oh, Logie…" James whispers, kneeling down in front of his brother. He'll never forget the look on Logan's face when he acknowledges his presence. It's the most broken look he's ever seen, and for the first time in his life, he's thinking about life without Logan. Doing his best to will the thoughts away, he listens, as Logan begins to speak.

"Go away, James." He'd be lying if those words didn't go straight to his heart. But he knows that Logan's really broken right now. He can't be aware of what he's saying.

Wordlessly, he pulls Logan into his arms, wincing as his little brother begins to crumble. Logan's sobbing, crying and bleeding all over his shirt. But that doesn't matter. He can always buy a new shirt, but he could never buy another Logan.

"Carlos, we're not going anywhere. Not until you tell me what the hell you did to Logan." Kendall's voice is cold as he looks at the Latino, his eyes blazing green fire.

Carlos glances up, with a look of alarm. "I didn't do anything! I yelled at him…but he made James cry!"

"I know. And that was a little uncharacteristic of him. But you really hurt him, Carlos."

Carlos sighs. "I guess I screwed up, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you kinda did…Carlos, apologize to Logan when James brings him back. He's not okay, not since Griffin talked shit about him."

"Okay…"

"Logie…" James' voice fills his ears, but Logan doesn't respond. He doesn't feel like talking. E just wishes James hadn't found him. He wishes that he was left alone, to drown in his own misery. Pathetic. After all, that's what he is. Weak and pathetic.

He's always been the weakest one. Kendall's the leader, James is the protector, Carlos is the muscle, and Logan's the weak one. The indecisive one. The nerd. Oh yeah. That last one was why he was bullied so much in Minnesota. Everyone assumed that all he had was his brain, and they were pretty much correct. He was a suckish hockey player, and he honestly doesn't know how his friends love his singing. Popular vote says it's terrible. Popular vote says he's terrible in general.

"I'm not good enough…" he speaks softly, not wanting James to hear.

However, the tall brunette has heard enough. "Logan, don't talk like that. You've always been good enough. Don't think otherwise. You've always been amazing. You're perfect, and we love you."

"What if…what if I don't love myself?"

He looks at James, watching as the older boy's confident expression turns to sadness. James waits a moment, like he's considering his words, before speaking. "Then, Logie, we'll help you to love yourself. I'll help you to love yourself. You'll never be alone, bro. I promise I'll be there."

Logan sighs. He loves James, and he's so grateful to have an amazing older brother, but he can't help but feel horrid. Worthless and useless, like he's of no value. He's never mattered to anyone. The emotional and mental pain is much worse. To him, having scars on his wrist is a lot better than the permanent scars on his heart. Yeah, his heart's physically fine. Physically. He's been abused, cheated, lied to, belittled…the list goes on. And all that has left the scars on his heart.

So…there we go. I'm sorry this is so late, writer's block's horrible. x.x I'll try to get the next chapter out earlier! Also, when the guys say they love each other, it's purely bromance. They love each other like brothers, as I don't write slash xD JUst clearing that up for you guys! Anyways, I'd love to know what you think, so review!

XO ~Neha