This one seems to be getting my readers kinda riled up.

I hope that's a good thing…

Anyways, time for a new chapter!

Updated: 10/26/2013

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Logan looked at the slumbering Kendall, kissing his forehead before getting up from the bed and heading to the living room, where Kendall's aunt was reading.

"Aunt Julie?" he asked her, making her look up at him with a soft smile.

"Logan," she said, closing her book. "Everything okay?"

"Yes… I was just curious as to why Kendall's mom sent him to live with you?" She gave him that soft smile and patted the spot next to her.

"Come sit. I'll tell you a story." Logan nodded and sat down as she smiled again, her blue eyes crinkling in the corners. "When I was 18, I was out with some friends and my sister. They took me to a party, where I did not want to be. They left me to go have fun while I just stood in the corner, waiting for it to end."

"What happened?"

"A group of guys started flirting with me, trying to get me drunk. I wouldn't drink though. They eventually cornered me into an empty bedroom," she said, her voice growing softer as her eyes misted over. "I tried to fight… that didn't deter them any. They did what they want to me," she said, a couple of tears sliding down her cheeks. "When they were done, they left me there, laughing like they had the time of their lives. I got up and tried to leave. I was in too much pain. Jennifer eventually found me collapsed on the floor, sobbing my lungs out."

"So that's why she sent him to you?"

"Yes. Because I would understand better than anyone what was going on with him. She told me you would come for him."

"That's why you weren't surprised to see me earlier?"

"Yes. Also Carlos called."

"So you were expecting it." She smiled at him again and nodded.

"I love my nephew very much. But I can see you do too. You'll take care of him, I know." Logan gave her a smile now. "I'm going to talk to Jennifer about returning him to his school on Monday." Logan nodded and she patted his hand. "Go. He'll be awakening soon I think. You should be there for when the nightmares come." Logan looked at her and she smiled sadly. "Trust me, they'll come."

Logan got up and left the room then, finding Kendall thrashing in his bed.

"No, please, please don't," he sobbed in his sleep. Logan shook him and his eyes opened in shock. "Logan."

"Love I'm here."

"Oh God Logan," he sobbed, wrapping his arms around him. "I don't want to relive it again."

"I know Love. I'm here though, it's okay. I'm here." Kendall sobbed and held onto him as if his life depended on it. "I'm here Love. I won't go anywhere."

…

Sunday night, against his wishes, Kendall found himself in Logan's car, wrapped up in his boyfriend's jacket, heading home.

"I don't wanna go tomorrow."

"They go to my school, so you won't have to see them. And Lynn will keep an eye on you, I made sure of it. I'll be picking you up and taking you home. You'll be okay."

"No I won't. I don't think I ever will, but I can try…"

"That's better than just giving up."

"I wanted to."

"I know Love. But you can't. You have to show them that you're stronger than they are. Now… I want you to do me a favor."

"Okay… What is it?"

"Tomorrow morning, I'm going to drive you by my school. If you see the van," Kendall whimpered as this was mentioned, making Logan reach a hand over to him, "point it out to me, okay?"

"Okay?" Kendall whispered, shaking a bit. "I don't want to see it again though."

"I know Love. But I just wanna know who did this to you, that's all."

"Logan… maybe us dating isn't such a good idea anymore."

"WHAT?!" Logan exclaimed, pulling over as he met Kendall's sad eyes.

"All this bad stuff keeps happening to me…"

"Oh Love," he said, unbuckling his seatbelt and scooting closer to Kendall. "Please don't leave me. I need you. I love you."

"I love you too but I don't know how much more abuse I can handle. Logan-"

"No Kendall, you can't leave me Love. Please." Kendall frowned at Logan, who looked like he was close to a panic attack.

"You'll take care of me?"

"I promise."

…

The next day, Kendall sobbed as he was pulled into Logan's school parking lot. "Do you see it?" Logan asked, holding onto his hand.

"Yes," he whispered, clutching onto Logan's hand. "The red one, with the green and black stripes on the side."

"Okay," Logan said, driving Kendall to school, where Lynn was waiting for him. She saw him and linked their hands together before waving at Logan, who waved back.

"Come on Kenny, let's go to class." Kendall nodded and let her pull him away, his thoughts in dark places.

…

Logan walked into the school, face set in a stony look of anger as his eyes swept the hallways, looking for the jerks that drove that van. Running into his brother and his boyfriend, they both gave him scared looks.

"Loges…"

"I know who the fuck did that to him," Logan said quietly, eyes dark; they lightened some as Carlos grinned darkly.

"Tell me who the hell they are. I want to kick their ass for what they did to my best friend!"

"Come with me then," Logan said, only for James to grab his arm.

"Loges, don't drag Carlos into this."

"James!" Carlos exclaimed, turning to face his boyfriend. "I have to! He's my best friend. What if someone did something like this to Logan huh? Broke him so much that he thought no one would ever want him again." James thought this over and let go of Logan only to pull Carlos to him.

"Don't get hurt."

"Then come with us."

"Fine." The three made their way through the hallways, Logan in the lead. His eyes darkened as he approached two beefy guys, who were standing by a locker, laughing about something. When they saw Logan, they grinned even bigger.

"Hey Logan, how's your wittle boyfriend?" Logan saw red and launched himself at the guy, beating him senseless. Carlos looked around and saw a guy and his skateboard helmet. Grabbing the helmet with a quick apology, he taps it twice and launches himself at the other guy, hitting him in the gut. The guy doubled over and the two of them began to fight. James tackled the guy and the two of them began to beat him up. Logan jumped off the guy he had been fighting, who was now bleeding from multiple places and sobbing.

"You ever touch Kendall again, or get near him again, I swear you will fucking regret it if you don't already. James, Carlos!" The two got up, barely any scratches on them from their fight; the other guy wasn't so lucky. "Let's go. By the way, you two tell, then you'll be getting a visit from the police. Think about that."

The three turned and left the crowded hallway, James arm secure around Carlos, who still wore the helmet he had borrowed. As they parted ways, James pulled Carlos away into a closet.

"Carlos…" he started slowly, looking at his boyfriend, expression sad, "Can I ask something?"

"Sure sweetheart. What's wrong?"

"… Ever since the fire… we haven't… ya know." Carlos blushed and looked down at James' statement. "Is it because of my face?"

"No! I love you, scarred face and all," Carlos said, tracing his fingers over the rough skin of his boyfriend's cheek. "I love you."

"Then why have you been putting us off?" Carlos shook his head as a deep blush covered his cheeks.

"I got burned… down there. That's why. I'm scared you won't want to see me like that…"

"I don't care about that," he said, cupping Carlos' face. "I love you."

"I love you too." Sharing a sweet kiss, the couple broke apart before grinning.

"It was hot watching you get all protective and kicking that guys ass by the way."

"Perv."

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So yeah… I don't know how that was.

Was it bad? It was bad…

Oh well, I tried. That's gotta count for something right?

Thanks for reading though!

-JustMe133