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Last thing, I don't really want to do this, but I'm now searching for a beta. I hate reading what a write, it makes me so insecure. It's why it takes me so long to update. I write this all in a week but I have to motivate myself to read over this and not just change everything. I'm sure I'm missing plenty of mistakes as well.
Well hopefully you guys like this chapter, this is where shit starts to go down.
Carlos was impossibly quiet the entire morning. He clung to me like a sloth and would start crying randomly. My heart was breaking from seeing him like this but I was happy. James was gone and he wouldn't be causing anymore trouble.
Kendall was acting especially silly in hopes of cheering up Carlos. He told me if I had a heart, I would understand Carlos' feelings better. I didn't need a "heart", I knew that in a few weeks, Carlos would be back to normal. There were no true feelings between the two. Carlos would eventually wake up and realize that. He cried himself to sleep that night. I held him close until we were both knocked out.
The bed was cold when I woke up. I could hear Kendall singing in the shower but Carlos was nowhere to be found. I started to panic. Carlos could be so careless sometimes, I could definitely see him leaving our room at night then allowing himself to be kidnapped.
I shot up out of the bed and looked around. All of his things were gone. I felt sick. Slowly, I got out of the bed and saw a note left on the television set. The elementary level writing was no doubt Carlos'. I read it slowly, my heart becoming heavier with every word.
Dear Logan,
Ive desided to go and live with James. He asked me to come to LA with him and I think my life will be better with him. I cant imagin a life with out him. Im so sorry I love you so much but I cant stand the thot of living with out James. Ill see you agen as soon as I can. I love you so so so much.
Carlos.
Kendall came out of the bathroom as I read the last line. I felt him wrap his arms around me as I fell to the ground and cried.
"You're the coolest big brother ever Logie! No one can ever be better than you!"
There was no point for Kendall and I in this city without Carlos. We both knew this. I told him we're going to Los Angeles to find Carlos but he didn't think that was a smart idea. I reminded him that my little brother was in that city practically by himself and he relented.
We only took whatever could fit in two backpacks Kendall barely stole from a Wal-Mart. I took a tiny bit of clothes and my tin that contained everything Carlos and I had earned. Kendall brought nothing but stolen food and his walet and guitar. He said he'd get the real homeless experience if he didn't bring extra clothes. I didn't complain since that meant I had food to eat. We left after I paid for the time we had used the room this last week. The landlord seemed happy that we were moving out. He thought we would cause trouble since he knew I slept around for money.
Kendall took a few maps from the lobby while I paid for the room. They only covered North California but they worked. We planned the quickest route and chose when it would be best to take the bus then headed off, leaving the city that started all of this.
Kendall sang songs about leaving home until I got fed up and told him to stop. He then proceeded to hum them until I punched his arm with all my might. He laughed at me and said I had to work on my anger problems. I have no anger problems, just a problem with him. That night we made it just outside San Francisco and Kendall wanted to sleep outside. I complied with his wish, and we took shelter in a wooded area like he wanted.
Kendall made a fire out out sticks and his lighter. I didn't see why since it was seventy outside but he said it's what hobos do. I gave up on trying to understand him and his desire to live like a survivalist.
I watched him watch the fire for longer than I'd ever admit. It was a shame that someone as good looking as him was so reckless, bossy, loud, and annoying. I couldn't help but wonder what his mother and sister were like, if they were just as annoying as he is.
Though Kendall wasn't all that bad. He could be caring and sweet when he wanted. He was able to make Carlos laugh better than I could and when situations didn't involve him, he was very level headed. It's easy to confide in him too. I felt as if whatever I tell him he wouldn't share. A part of me wished he wasn't so damn crazy so he could be the friend I wanted.
When Kendall caught me staring he made lewd face. I flicked him off and we went back to our own thoughts. Kendall let the fire die off then moved close to me.
"My mother would freak if she saw me like this. You know she never let me join Boy Scouts because she didn't want to risk me getting some disease from the woods." Kendall said with a bitter laugh.
"God I fucking hate that woman. She was so fucking scared of everything! She thought that my dad gave me the gay. She told me to go live with my lame excuse for a father before I infected her and my baby sister." Kendall was laughing harder now. I didn't know what to do to make him stop.
"My sister told my mom that she was retarded and that who I liked would have nothing to do with her sexuality. God, I should have taken Katie with me. I left her with that psycho woman like an idiot. I wish I was smart as you Logie, because then I wouldn't have forgot her." I put a hand on Kendall's knee to comfort him.
"It's probably for the best that you left your sister with your mom. If Carlos wasn't in danger living at my house I would've left him as well. All he'd do is cry to go home the first few weeks we were on the streets. Would you want to be responsible for your sister's constant tears? The reason she's sleeping on the ground and not in a warm bed?" I persuaded. Kendall was quiet after that. He leaned into me, pushing us both to the ground.
"I'm tired." He mumbled then closed his eyes. I sighed and squirmed my way from underneath him and closing my eyes as well.
"You had to raise a queer son, didn't you Johanna? Now my son thinks he's queer too!"
Kendall snores really loud. I have always known this but I never really minded until today. He's holding onto me for dear life and his mouth is incredibly close to my ear. I pulled away from Kendall, waking him up in the process. He groaned but sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"I need a smoke." He mumbled as he walked like a zombie to his backpack. He shuffled though the main pouch before pulling out a box of cigarettes. I wonder how he stole them. He ripped off the plastic and pulled a stick out of the box, lighting it before trowing the rest back in his backpack. I watched him take a drag, sighing in content as he exhaled the smoke. I have never liked the idea of drugs of any kind but Kendall looked hypnotizing doing it. He could make a monk want to try.
"Can I see that?" I asked. He eyed me skeptically before handing me the stick.
"Inhale only a little or you're gonna regret it." He told me as I put my mouth on the cigarette. I did as he said, breathing in a tiny bit before pulling the cigarette out and coughing like crazy. Kendall laughed at me as he took the cigarette out of my hand.
"I love watching people smoke for the first time. Hurts like a bitch, doesn't it?" He teased. I didn't bother to answer for I was still coughing.
"We should get moving if we want to get past San Fran before it gets dark." He said. I nodded in agreement. San Francisco was huge and dangerous for kids like us. I wouldn't want to be stuck there at night.
We began walking again. Kendall apologized for unloading his baggage on me, saying it wouldn't happen again. I told him that it was fine, he could confide in me about anything. It was probably rude of me to hope that he didn't actually do it.
The city was loud and busy. Kendall wanted to play tourist but I reminded him that we had to get going if we wanted to get out in time. He called me a "fun sucker" but obeyed anyways. I did notice him disappear then reappear with a bag of weed. Sometimes, I think he steals just because he thinks he has the right to.
He made us stop so he could light up a cigarette twice too. He kept offering me puffs and I was too weak to decline. Smoking may be gross but it sure as hell is relaxing.
We were out of the big city by sunset, but we still had some walking to do though for there were no wooded areas to camp out in. I suggested staying in the next motel we passed but Kendall did not want to. Eventually, we found a patch of trees and took shelter. Kendall complained about the bumpiness of the ground so he rested his head on my chest. I didn't see why all of a sudden he needed an excuse to lay on me. We both fell asleep without talking, Kendall before me.
I didn't sleep for long, however, for Kendall started loudly moaning and humping my side. I rolled my eyes and tried to escape him without waking him up until he moaned my name. I full on pushed him off then. He let out a yelp before rolling on the ground a few times.
"God logie, rough much?" Kendall muttered.
"You got horny on me!" I accused. Kendall looked down with a slow smile before sticking his hand in his pants. "Looks like I did. I'm gonna go fix this." He stood up then gave me a perverse look. "Unless you want to help me out."
"Just go!" I yelled at him, both flustered and frustrated. Kendall walked off then, I could hear him laughing as he went.
"Did you just come? Jesus, you're a disgusting little faggot."
We started off before the sun rose. Kendall was rather cheery for it being early. He was talking to me about something trivial but I was too busy in my thoughts. Did Kendall have feelings for me or was he just messing around? That's one thing I really hated about Kendall. Everything is a big joke to him. It's hard to tell what he means.
I was brought out of my thoughts when Kendall whined my name. I hadn't noticed when he began holding my hand either. I looked up to him with a serious face. He smiled back at me.
"Kendall,how do you feel about me?" I asked. Kendall gave me a charming smile as he stopped walking and pulled me into his arms.
"Isn't obvious that I really like you? Anyways I just asked what we're going to do about breakfast." Oh so he does like me. That's alarming. With a deep breath I prepared myself to reject him.
"We should probably stop somewhere soon. I'm craving eggs."
"Mommy said that if a boy likes you, you punch them but Johanna says you do what your heart says. Logie, which one should I do?"