Hey guys! so yes I know I hate myself for the last chapter and you're probably gonna hate me after this chapter, but again this has to be written to work with my story later on. Anyway I hope you guys caught the foreshadowing that I put in the last chapter. If not you'll find out this chapter what it was about. Alright you can read now.

A certain brunette boy sat quietly on his small bed. So many different feelings were running through his body. So many unanswered questions that only one person could answer, but that person was gone now. James sunk even further on his bed, feeling his mind begin to slip into deep thoughts. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't seem to erase Logan from his mind. The way the shorter boy would laugh when he tickled him. The way he smiled when James would play his guitar. The way he always seemed to perk up when his eyes would land on the taller boy. 'Maybe I did something wrong...Or maybe I pushed him away' James thought in his mind. Suddenly a small knock came from his wooden door. James looked up and saw his two friends standing in the frame.

Both Kendall and Carlos smiled sadly at their best friend. It hurt them both so much to see him like this. The usually happy and teasing boy seemed so depressed and hurt now. They both grimaced when James returned their smile with a hurt look not only in his face, but his eyes too. They couldn't be exactly mad at Logan either though, they knew there had to be something seriously wrong for the teen to break up with James.

Carlos was the first to go sit on the edge of the pretty boy's bed, Kendall following behind. The brunette bowed his head, looking anywhere but his friends.

"Hey buddy.'' the Latino said softly, but James just ignored him and kept looking down. The blonde beside him finally just blurted out what they had come to say.

"Why are you here all alone James?'' Kendall asked forwardly. James instantly shrugged his shoulders, mostly an unconscious movement. Both boys sighed and sat back on the bed, closer to the brunette.

"Why are you two here?'' James whispered, trying hard to hide the pain and tears in his voice, but failing miserably.

"You don't expect us to go to the dance tonight without you do you?'' Carlos asked lightheartedly. James shrugged again, taking a small glance up at his friends. Big mistake.

As soon as he saw the sorrowful looks on their faces, James burst into tears. Carlos was the first to wrap his arms around the sobbing boy and pull him close. Kendall did the same also wrapping his long arms around the boy and shushing him.

"I-I want him back. I-I c-could n-never st-stay mad at-at him. I j-just wa-want my L-Logie back.'' James choked out. That small statement was enough to break both Carlos and Kendall's hearts clean in half.

"Jamie, I know it hurts and I don't know why this happened, but if there's one thing I Know Logan will come back. He's just going through something right now.'' Kendall replied gently. For the next hour James just sat there and sobbed as his two friends held him. Finally after a while James had calmed down enough to speak coherently and wipe his eyes.

"You guys don't have to stay here with me. You should go to the dance.'' Suddenly a pillow was thrown at his head, causing the brunette to laugh a little.

"I don't want to hear you ever say that again. Now who's ready-'' Carlos was cut off when they all heard James phone going off. James reached down to answer his phone when he noticed the name popping up on the screen...Logan. James looked to Kendall and Carlos for help. They both encouraged him to answer the phone. James nodded and put the phone on speaker.

"Hello?'' James asked quietly.

"No! stop...please!'' The three all heard Logan yell from the other side of the phone.

"I-I d-did what YOU t-told me too!'' Logan yelled. Instantly the phone went quiet and they thought they had lost Logan until a shrill cry sounded over the phone. All eyes were on the other side and just as they were about to hang up and bolt for the front door, an all to familiar voice came on the phone. "I told you, you would regret ever being born.'' Then the line was cut.

(A little bit before the phone call)

Logan sat on his knees, his hands pulled up above his head by chains. The small boy felt so weak and tired. He hadn't been to school in a week. His step-father had kept him chained up ever since he found out Logan had snuck out to met James. Robey had a full out druken fit after that. Every limb from head to toe was bruised and bleeding. His breathing was short and erratic. The smart boy guessed he had a few broken ribs, a broken shoulder blade and at least a fracture in his knee. Shattered beer bottle pieces were stuck in his skin from falling over his head. A long deep cut ran down his face, caked in blood. He shook furiously at the coldness in the room. His shirt was basically ripped in half and his pants were torn up as well. Every inch of his body ached. All he wanted was to be back in James warm, strong, safe arms again. More than anything in the world, but he knew those days were over. No matter how much he told himself that, it just didn't seem to register.

Logan lifted his head when he heard the door close, indicating that Robey was done with his beating secession for now, just until tomorrow where this never ending pain and sorrow would never end. Logan took that as his chance to slip his hands through the cuffs restraining him. For a good long 30 minutes Logan attempting to pull himself free. Finally his right hands slipped free, but not without searing pain surging through his arm. His wrist was bleeding heavily as he used it to get his other hand out. With a little relief he was able to get it out also, barley finding the strength to pull up his own body.

Quietly, Logan made his way up the stairs. Stopping at the very top to check for Robey. When he saw no sign of the older man, he made a mad rush to his bedroom. All he needed was his phone to call anyone and get the hell out of that place. Logan felt relief when he noticed his phone had stayed where it usually charged and grabbed it from his desk. His relief was short lived when he turned around and was face to face with Robey. Without Robey noticing, Logan slipped the phone into his pocket. Robey stepped closer to Logan. He meant to scream, but nothing came out, just a small whimper. Robey grabbed Logan harshly by the shoulders and tried to push him back to the stairs, but Logan caught the tip of the counter near the kitchen and flung himself inside, landing hard on his side.

Robey grabbed the boy by his collar and punched Logan square in the jaw. Logan fell backwards hitting his head on the counter. Robey grabbed a stake knife sitting on the counter and brought it to Logan's throat. Logan panicked and began to plead with Robey.

"No !stop...Please!'' Logan was beyond histarious now.

"YOU ARE SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT!'' Robey screamed.

"I-I d-did what YOU t-told me too!'' Logan yelled. For one second Robey pulled back and Logan almost felt relieved...until a fierce burning sensation struck him in the side. Logan let out shrill cry of pain instantly reaching down to touch it, only to be met with thick crimson blood. Robey had backed off. momentarily shocked, even in his drunk state. But it didn't last very long, a smirk spreading across his face. The short boy had pulled himself up against the wine rack, clutching his side. Robey leaned down and pulled the knife from his side and drove the knife in again. He laughed as Logan stood weakly on his feet, his hand that wasn't clutching his side was holding the wine rack.

"Pl-please j-just let m-me die!'' Logan wailed.

Robey smiled devilishly at him. "Your wish is my command.'' With that he sunk the knife back into his side. The last thing though, that Robey was expecting was Logan grabbing a wine bottle and using what little streangth he had left to smash it against his head. Robey stumbled back, feeling blood begin to trickle down his side. Without warning a much bigger body slammed into his, causing him to fall to the ground

Logan lost is balance and crashed to the floor. Everything was starting to fade a little and darkness was ebbing away at his sight. Everything for the moment felt numb. The only thing that pulled him out from his thoughts was long strong arms bringing him into someones lap. Logan looked up, parsley blinded by the light above, when he noticed long brunette hair hanging above beautiful mercury eyes.

"...James?'' Logan asked softly. Every breath becoming harder to take in.

"Yes, yes baby it's me.'' James whispered soothingly, running his hand through Logan's raven locks and holding his bloody side. Carlos was of to the side somewhere screaming for an ambulance to hurry up and get here. Logan smiled his crooked little smile again, though it was much weaker than usual.

''James...I-I'm so S-Sorry.'' Logan whimpered. James bent down and kissed him gently on his forehead.

"No, I'm sorry. I should have known something was wrong.'' He felt weakly shake his head and whisper 'no' to him.

"Why...Why aren't y-you... at th'the...dance?'' He asked. each word getting slower and slower.

"It doesn't matter. All that matters is I'm here with you now. Nothing can take you away.'' James said pulling off his jacket and wrapping it around Logan's shivering body.

"James?'' He heard Logan asked after a short silence.

"Yes?'' replied quietly.

"Will you...Will you d-dance w-with me?'' He questioned timidly, yet so very weak. James felt tears spring to his eyes. He remembered that Logan had never danced with anyone before.

"Yes.'' he replied simply. Ever so gently James picked the smart boy up and craddled to his chest. Logan whimpered, but surpresed the pain so he could enjoy this moment with his only love.

The moment wasn't sweet or heartwarming. There was no music to dance to. There was no rythem or drum to move them along. There was just them. The two of them in their own little world. Logan felt himself becoming lighter and lighter. Finally feeling safe and warm. And ever so slowly the darkness awaiting had finally surrounded him as he let go...

Logan awoke abruptly in to a blanket of whiteness. There was nothing around him or in-front of him. There was only a soft sound of music playing in the distance. Logan slowly got up to his feet, noticing that the pain was no longer hurting his side. Logan followed the music to large oak doors. He pulled on the doors and a loud creak made itself known as he stepped inside. It seemed like he was standing in a beautiful cathedral, with wooden sections made for people to sit on, long walkways, and a grand piano at the center.

Logan took long steps to the front, noticing someone behind the piano.

"Hello?'' He asked. The person at the piano gently stopped and turned around. Logan gasped when he recognized who was playing the grand piano.

"m-mom?'' He stuttered. The tall women stood up. She had long, curly raven hair just as his. Her eyes were a warm and inviting shade of brown. And her porcelain skin matched his just as perfectly. Logan felt a tear fall down his cheek. It was whisked away when the women touched his cheek.

"Mom, i-it's really you.'' Logan said, immediately wrapping his arms around her waist. just smiled and hugged back, a light glowing off her skin.

"Logan, you have no idea how long I've waited to see you.'' she said brightly.

"Mom, I've missed you so much.'' Logan cried.

"I know. I've missed you too.'' She said gently. She stepped back from Logan and smiled, but the smile dropped when she noticed something.

"Son, why are you here?'' She asked, puzzled

"I don't know. I just kinda showed up.'' He explained, confused as well.

"Logan, sweetie. As much as I want you to stay, it's just not your time to go yet.'' Logan's eyes grew huge.

"No! I don't want to leave. I want you with me.'' He cried again.

"Logan. You have to go back. There is someone waiting for you down there. I know this is hard, but this person can help you. I've been with you every step of the way.'' She explained calmly. Logan looked down and thought for a moment. He gasped when he realized who she was speaking of.

"James...'' He replied. his mother simply nodded her head.

"I can't force you to go back. this is your decision.'' Logan looked down at the ground then back at his mother. He wanted more than anything to be back with her, but he also wanted to be with James just as much. "I've made my decision.''

Yay another chapter. I know you probably hate me, but this turned out pretty well. And I am just warning you the next chapter is going to be AMAZING! I really hope you guys are enjoying my story and I just love the reviews you guys post they always make my day. Alright my thanks to:

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