So, sorry if this seems a little rushed, but I was determined to write, and I didn't have very much time! haha(: Disclaimer: ...you thought I... huh... I wish so too, I wish so too.
The next morning, James was actually there. I was so glad he was, too. I really didn't want to have to send out another search party for him. When I got out of bed, he was already up, sitting in the living room, watching TV. Logan and Carlos were with him. James looked at me, and the look in his eyes was one unlike I had ever seen before. "James...?" I asked, looking at Logan and Carlos wondering if they knew what was wrong. They just shrugged, and Logan turned the TV on mute. "Kendall..." he started off, taking a deep breath. Then suddenly, without any warning, tears just started streaming down his face. "Whoa, whoa, babe.." I ran over to him, and cradled him in my arms, whispering comfortingly to him. "Shh.. it's alright..." When he finally calmed down a little bit, his hazel eyes looked directly into my emerald ones, and he said, "I'm sick of living like this." "Like what, Jay?" I asked, pushing his hair back from his face. "I- I don't even know! Some days I'm really happy, others I'm really sad, and some I'm even really angry. Some days, like today, I'm totally and completely in love with you, and I want to kiss you until we both can't breathe, and other days I feel no attraction to you whatsoever, and I wonder why we're engaged." Ooh. That cut deep. Behind James, I could see Logan and Carlos's mouths gaping. I somehow managed to keep a straight face, though, and remained completely calm. "Why do you think this is happening, James?" James looked up at me, confusing in his eyes. "I don't know, Ken. I really have no idea." After I comforted James a little while longer, he decided that he was going to go in our room and try and think things through. Once he was in the room, I told Logan and Carlos that i was going to the park. I knew I was going to break soon, but I'd rather burn in hell before I let them see me cry- let them see me weak and vulnerable. If they see me like that, then how will they know who to go to in their toughest times? No, I had to find somewhere where I could be alone. They agreed, understanding that what James had said had really hurt. So, I went to the staircase and sat there in the corner, just crying. Some days he didn't know why we were engaged? What if one of those days he decided to break up with me? What if those days were a sign that he wasn't truly in love with me anymore? What if?
Sorry, I know it's short, but I hope you guys liked it anyway. It was... interesting to write. haha(: sorry, I still didn't tell you what's going on with James, but let me know what you think! Like I said before, I loooove cliffhangers.(;