So, I know I most likely just totally gave away the secret in the last one, but here is the official telling of the secret! haha(: And some... other stuff.(; Disclaimer: Of course I own them... in my dreams.
Logan finally found me sitting in the stairway, my eyes all puffy and red. It was obvious I had been crying, but at that moment I didn't really care that he found me. I wanted to have somebody comfort me, and obviously that person couldn't be James. I couldn't let James know that had killed me on the inside. I just tried to keep telling myself that he was out of his mind. That something had happened, and he was out of his mind. He didn't really mean it... right? I was so confused. So Logan just sat with me for a few minutes, silently. I was glad he wasn't saying anything. It was silence that i really needed. Finally, he said we should get back, and eat some dinner. I agreed. On the way back up to 2J, we were talking about how he thought James had bipolar disorder, and it sounded like he had severe depression to go along with it. "We need to somehow get him to a mental facility so they can do some tests. But I don't know how we're going to do that, because you know how much he hates hospitals..." That was true, I did know. He would rather die than go to a hospital and get cured. "I'll find a way." I said determinedly. Little did Logan know, I was already forming a plan in my mind.
The next day was one of his freak out days. I had been hoping it'd be a touchy-feely day, but obviously I was not going to get that lucky. Nevertheless, I decided to put my plan in motion. "Hey, James, we're taking a road trip today, whether you like it or not." Even though it was one of his bad days, I saw a little light pop up in his eyes. He had always loved road trips. "Really? Where are we going?" he asked, a tiny bit excited. "It's a secret..." i said with a sly smile, hoping to not give off the impression that it was going to be somewhere he hated.
We drove for about an hour, when he finally started to get a little suspicious. "Kendall, I feel like we've been this route before..." But he didn't realize what it was until I actually pulled into the parking lot. I was driving his black Ford truck, the one that had monster wheels because he wanted it to be super high off the ground. i had no idea why, but he was happy with it, so I was happy with it. That was, until we pulled in the parking lot, like i was just saying. His eyes immediately turned dull, then he turned to me, and there was a spark- then a fire. He was furious. This was not going to be good. "Kendall, I thought I could trust you! I thought this was actually going to be something for US." He spat my name out like it tasted bad in his mouth. Instead of arguing back, I just took off my seatbelt and opened my door. Then I looked at him, about to tell him to just get out of the truck. But before I could say anything, all of a sudden I was being pushed out of the truck. Then I landed on the pavement... hard. My head throbbed. Then I heard the truck start up, and it sped away.
James had just abandoned me.
What was that? James being physical? Whoa! Stay tuned for the next part, and don't forget to review!