Logan:
After dropping off Caitlin, I drove back home, ready for whatever James was going to dump on me for being a party pooper. I open the apartment door and see James and Carlos watching a hockey game on TV. Kendall was still out. Probably since he had to drop off two girls. Speaking of girls, I wondered what was up with him and Jo.
Maybe Caitlin will tell me.
"Hey party pooper." James greeted me. Told you.
"Hey loser." I said, leaning behind the couch. "Who's winning?"
"Canucks." Carlos replies.
"You know," James starts, turning sound to face me. "If you did do the dare, the party would have kept going?"
"I know. What's your point?"
"I'd be able to kiss Caitlin again." He chuckles.
"Jerk." I said, taking him into a headlock.
The door opens and Kendall walks in, eyes filled with some sort of confusion.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked.
"Nothing." He said shaking his head. "Whose winning?"
I knew Kendall hated being bothered by questions when he didn't want to talk so I let it go. While watching the game with the guys, my cell phone rang.
"Logan." It was Caitlin and she was sobbing. "Logan, my parents."
"Caitlin? What's wrong?" I asked, worried. The other guys looked at me and gave me a look 'wth is going on' so I quickly got up and went into my room , closing the door behind me.
"Logan, I don't believe it."
"Caitlin, take three breaths. I can't understand you.
I hear her obey and she speaks again. "My parents are supposed to be home tonight. But - " and she starts crying again. I hated to hear her cry. I never did before. This was the first time. She was always is so headstrong and confidant. She started again. "But the hospital just called and..." More crying.
"What did the hospital say?" I asked, beginning to shake.
"They said my parents were hurt in the plane crash."
I knew her world was now was incomplete. But to me, my world came tumbling down as well. Your parents are the most important thing in your life. The worst thing a kid could see was their parents in a hospital bed with beeping electronics surrounding them.
"Logan?"
"Should I tell the others?" I ask.
"If they ask. But the hospital said I can only see them tomorrow morning. I...I have to go see them right now, Logan. I have to. I can't drive. I'm too torn."
"I'll be there in a few minutes." I tell her and hang up.
I open my door and James, Kendall and Carlos are standing by the wall, waiting for me to finish. I respected them not to invade and try to snoop.
"What's wrong?" James asked, eyes full of worry.
"Caitlin's parents are hurt from a plane crash."
Suddenly, our home phone rang and I walked over to pick it up.
"Logan, get your damn ass over to my house right now. Caitlin needs a girlfriend." Katelyn spoke.
"We're going too." Kendall demanded.
"Guys - "
"In a time like this, she needs her friends the most." Carlos says.
"And the people she loves." James added.
I sighed. There was no fighting these people. So we set out in a white van we hardly drove, picked up Katelyn and drove to Caitlin's house in silence.
I had a feeling none of us would be sleeping tonight.