8
Kendall's P.O.V
After I finished dinner I went upstairs and shut my door. I opened up my laptop and logged onto Facebook. I went to James's page ignoring for a second the message that waited for me. Scrolling down to his latest post I started reading-
Have you ever dealt with insanity every day? Have you ever thought about ending it all? Why do tears equal pain? Why does pain equal end? Please tell me because I'm lost!
I leaned back from my laptop for a second and just stared at the words on the screen. What did this mean? When did he write this? Leaning forward I saw several comments from people at school.
Jett- Nice Jamie
Wayne Wayne- Pain sucks, but it doesn't have to be the end.
They were obviously stupid or not getting the situation right now. Getting up I went back downstairs and outside where I saw a Latino boy starting to walk away. It was clear that he was trying to get control so I walked in the opposite direction. As I started running I wondered if Brook Diamond had a page as well? If she did what did she think of James's message?
My run soon turned into a sprint as I ran the streets. Soon the Latino caught up with me. "Are you uh well do you know about the situation right now?" I simply nodded. "Ok so um well I'm Carlos Garcia Logan's best friend."
"Well I think we've met, but uh Kendall Knight."
"All right Kendall I want you to tell me what's going on from what you found out." As we ran I filled him in. Pausing for a minute I said
"And I just checked his last post and it says have you ever dealt with insanity every day? Have you ever thought of just ending it all? Why do tears equal pain? Why does pain equal end? Please tell me because I'm lost!" Carlos stared at me. He turned, grabbed my hand, and we ran back to the house and back upstairs.
Logan's P.O.V
James and I were talking when Kendall and Carlos burst into my room. "James I know what you posted!" Kendall said striding over and sitting on the bed. Carlos stayed by the door and with alarming recognition I realized he was blocking it. I stood up, but Kendall gently pushed me back down. "Don't this involves you too."
"How?"
"Carlos told me about you wanting death on yourself. We're just gonna stay here until we figure what the fuck is going on." James looked dead scared and I felt panic begin creeping. Would they cut me from my medicine? It was all I had now!
Slowly Carlos came over and sat down beside me. "Ok so James what does this post mean?"
"It means what you think it means." He said softly.
"You tried again?" James nodded.
"When?"
"Yesterday." He muttered. "No one was home and I stole a knife and tried to stab far enough that I would die." Carlos stared for a second then Kendall asked me.
"Have you ever tried Logan?" I shook my head, but I didn't make direct eye contact. "When was this? When James said that I should be dead." James immediately covered his face.
"Logan listen to me. Nothing and this is for you too James! Nothing is worth your death. I don't care if someone says that you deserve it or—" My reaction was to clamp my hands over my ears before remembering that it wasn't coming from my own head. Kendall actually looked hurt.
"I'm sorry. Parts of me keep saying those exact words." He leaned in closer and took my hands.
"Look Logan people would miss you. Carlos would go crazy, James would never forgive himself, and I would be crazy too if you died." I looked into Kendall's green eyes and nodded. "Ok so we're going to go slow and we'll stop it I swear!"