Chapter 4

They fell asleep in each other's arms. The night started out very peacefully. A few hours later, Camille brutally awoke when she heard Logan scream in his sleep.

"It hurts so much," he screamed. "Why? What have I done to deserve this? Stop doing this to me. I can't take it anymore."

His eyes were still closed and he was tossing and turning in his bed. Beads of sweat were visible on his pale skin. Camille sat up straight away. She gently brushed her hand through his raven black hair in order to calm him down. Logan merely flinched at her touch. He woke up and sat upright.

"Logie, sweetie," Camille said. "It's okay. You were having a nightmare. I'm here now. Don't worry. Just calm down. Okay?"

Logan's heart was nearly beating out of his chest and he was trembling like a leaf. Sweat was pouring from the poor boy's forehead. Camille pulled him into a tight embrace and this time he let her. She realized how upset he really was and gently drew circles on his bare back. The gesture that used to calm him down didn't seem to work at all.

"Let it all out, Logan," she whispered in his ear. "Don't hold back."

He broke down once again and cried. His whole body was shaking and his heart hammered away in his chest. Camille pulled him even closer in her arms and rocked him back and forth again. Tears were streaming silently down her own cheeks. How could somebody hurt a sweet boy like that, she thought?

She let Logan cry for a while, but what worried her the most was the fact that she couldn't get him to calm down at all. She tried everything and did her utmost best, but nothing seemed to work at all. Logan's breathing was hitching in his throat by now. Camille realized she had to call for help. She quickly grabbed her cell phone of her nightstand and called her doctor. She explained what was going on and he promised to come to her house straight away.

"Logie, you need to calm down," she said trying to comfort him.

He nodded his head. He was almost gasping for air by now.

"Logan, please," she pleaded. "You're hyperventilating. You need to breath normally again or you'll pass out."

Logan helplessly looked at her.

"Wait a minute," she said. "I'll get you a paper bag to breathe in for now. I called my doctor. He'll be here anytime now."

She ran out of bed and quickly got a paper bag out of her closet. She returned to her boyfriend straight away. Logan was already about to pass out.

She made him lean against her chest and held his head. She handed the bag to him and he held it over his mouth and nose.

"Breath in and out slowly now, baby," she said to him.

Logan did his best to calm down, but it didn't seem to work one bit.

The bell rang and Camille sprinted towards her front door. She let her doctor in and they both came running into her bedroom. The doctor sat down next to Logan and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Relax, young man," he said. He instructed Logan what he should do, but nothing seemed to work.

"I'm going to have to give him a shot," the doctor told Camille. "I'm going to give him a strong tranquilizer for now."

Logan's eyes widened in pure terror.

"He hates needles," Camille said while softly stroking Logan's damp raven black hair.

"I have no choice," the doctor said to the both of them. "He's close to passing out already."

Camille could feel his body getting limb in her arms.

"It's okay, sweetie," she said soothingly. "I'm here with you. Don't worry. You'll be alright soon. Just don't look at the syringe."

The doctor quickly gave him the shot. Logan was still on the verge of passing out.

"Stay with me, Logie," Camille said. "Please try."

It didn't take long for the tranquilizer to do its job. Camille felt him slowly starting to relax more in her arms. His eyes were drooping and he had a faint smile on his lips.

"It's okay, baby," Camille said. "You're going to be just fine now."

She softly lay him down in bed and tucked him in. She pressed a soft kiss to his forehead and let him sleep.

She tiptoed out of the room into her living room to have a quick chat with the doctor.

She told him about the bullying and how much it effected Logan. The doctor listened to her.

"He has a hard time dealing with this," Camille said. "He hasn't even told anyone until now and apparently it has been going on for a while now."

"The extreme stress can make him really sick," the doctor said.

"Logan already has a lack of self-confidence," Camille explained. "He now thinks he's worthless and just wants to drop out of the band he is in.

"I see," the doctor answered. "Well, I'll let Mr. Mitchell sleep for now and I'll be back tomorrow during the day. I'll give him a full physical to make sure he's okay. If his condition really is serious, we need to find some counseling for him. You told me he looked tired and complained of a lack of energy and he's also extremely nervous all the time. I already suspect he is suffering from a burn out. The medication will work for about 4 to 6 hours. I would keep a close eye on his, Miss Roberts. Call me back if you need me."

Camille went back to bed. She looked at her Logan's sleeping form. He looked peaceful for now and Camille was grateful for that. She snuggled closer to him and also let sleep overtake her.

Camille woke up first the next morning. She immediately looked at her boyfriend, but he was still sleeping. Camille quietly slipped out of bed and grabbed her cell phone. She noticed that Kendall had texted her.

"Logan is with u. Thank God! He just left. What's happening? Mom is losing it."

Camille decided to quickly call him.

"Camille, what's going on? Is Logan alright?" Kendall asked.

"Kendall, Logan is with me alright. But he is hardly doing well," she said.

"Is he sick?" Kendall asked.

"I don't know how to tell you this," Camille said. "There is no easy way to explain this to you, guys."

"God no," Kendall muttered.

"No no," Camille said. "It's not cancer."

"Oh thank God for that," Kendall said. "But what is it then?"

"Kendall, Logan has been bullied really severe for quite a while now," she explained.

"What? How? Who did this to him," Kendall said. He was getting angrier by the minute. "I swear to God he'll suffer for this."

"It's more than one person, I'm afraid," Camille explained.

Kendall boiled in anger by now.

"Who are they?" He said. Camille noticed how angry he was.

"There BTR fans, I'm afraid," she said.

"What?" Kendall yelled. "How?"

"He has been getting some really nasty tweets," Camille said. "It's so bad that it actually physically makes him sick. He has been throwing up and I had to call the doctor to administer him a tranquilizer last night."

"Poor, Loges," Kendall said. "Why didn't he tell us?"

"I don't know," Camille answered. "You know, Logie. He is a shy and scared person. I'm sure he didn't want to bother us with this."

"My God," Kendall said completely shocked. "How is he now?"

"He is still sleeping," Camille said. "The doctor will be back today. He thinks Logie is suffering from a burn out. It's bad, Kendall. He is even thinking about quitting Big Time Rush."