Almost everything in this chapter came to me in a dream last night. TODAY IN SCIENCE CLASS I LEARNED THAT IF YOU'RE SMOKING AND DRINKING SODA YOUR BURPS CAN BE FLAMMIBLE! HOW AWESOME IS THAT? Scientifical fact, just look it up on the webernet.

James couldn't figure out who to blame. It wasn't Carlos's fault all he did was trust. Kendall really didn't do too much either. Logan bragged about something Carlos had always wanted. But James told them in the first place. He sat on the couch, at one in the morning, gripping a mug of water, running all his thoughts through his head. Kendall and Logan already went to bed hours ago. He was alone in the room, everything was dead silent. "I wonder how Carlos is" James asked himself. He got up to see if he was asleep or still sobbing.

He slowly opened the door. The lamp was still on and Carlos was sleeping. "He must've cried himself to sleep" James whispered. James slowly approached the sleeping Latino and saw he was holding a picture. James slowly took it and looked at the family in the photo. It was Carlos's family. "That must be his mom" His mom really was beautiful. Her hair shined in the lighting, her tan skin was flawless, her smile was perfectly white, and Carlos had her eyes. "Carlos I'm so sorry" he whispered as he took off his helmet and placed it on the dresser. He put Carlos's legs under the sheets and pulled his covers to his shoulders. Then he turned off the lamp and walked back to his own room.

XXXXXThe next dayXXXXXXXX

Carlos just stayed in his room all day, craving the comfort James always gave him, but he didn't know if he could trust him anymore. He wrapped his body in a blanket hoping that it would have the same comforting effect, it didn't. Tears slowly ran down his cheeks. He felt like his friends just stabbed him in the back multiple times. "This is what I get for trusting" he said to himself. He wanted someone to tell him everything would be ok, but at the same time he didn't. He was so confused. "Would it've been better if I never told James about mom? Would I be so sad? Why did I tell him?" He asked himself over and over.

Then there was a knock on the door. "Carlos aren't you going to eat anything?" James called from outside the door. "GO AWAY! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU!" He yelled back. "Come on Kendall made corndogs" he tried to persuade Carlos. "I'M NOT HUNGRY!" James sighed and walked away.

"This is your fault" Kendall said coldly as James entered the room.

"No it's not, its Logan's fault." James argued. Logan sat in a chair eating a sandwich.

"He didn't even mean what he said. You told us Carlos's secret when he wasn't ready for us to know."

"I wanted you guys to know what was bugging him" James and Kendall were face to face. Logan couldn't help but feel guilty. All of this really was his fault, he had to open up his big mouth. "Guys accu-"Logan started to say but was cut off by Kendall saying "hold on a sec" and continued yelling at James.

"We didn't ask for you to tell us! What the heck is your problem?" Kendall yelled

"YOU ARE MY PROBLEM!" James yelled "CARLOS IS IN HIS ROOM BAWLING HIS EYES OUT AND YOU HAVN'T DONE A THING!"

"HE WANTS TO BE ALONE SO I'M LETTING HIM!" Kendall shouted

"NO HE WANTS SOMEONE TO TALK TO! IF HE DOESN'T TALK TO ANYONE HE'LL START BOTTLING EVERYTHING UP AGAIN AND WE BOTH KNOW HOW BAD THAT GETS!"

"IF HE WANTED TO TALK TO SOMEONE HE'D TELL US!" Kendall was getting really tired of James acting like he was the leader.

"HOW ARE YOU SO LAID BACK ABOUT EVERYTHING? ONE OF US COULD BE DYING AND YOU JUST SAY 'oh they're just dying nothing to worry about. Oooo Hockey'" James said in a goofy voice. The guilt was building up inside Logan. Seeing Carlos cry, and Kendall and James fight, just tore him apart. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat, but no luck. "YOU KNOW I WOULDN'T DO THAT!" Kendall shouted.

"YES YOU WOULD! YOU'RE SO LAID BACK ABOUT EVERYTHING, AND I'M TIRED OF IT!" James really was getting tired of Kendall not giving a crap about Carlos. Tears came to Logan's eyes, in a matter of seconds Logan was crying and ran out of the kitchen to his room.

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