A/N: Guys! I'm really sorry for the long ass wait! I've been really busy lately, and I don't know how this chapter is going to turn out, but I hope it's good in the end!

AND OMG DID YOU SEE GREEN TIME RUSH? That shit was hilarious! "GO GREEN!"

Disclaimer: CRAZY. MOM. SPAZZ SCENE. XD

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Chapter 8: Leaving For Good

James couldn't handle hearing the loud screams that tore through Carlos' body. Each sob shook his smaller frame, as he cried into Logan's chest. He could see that Logan was trying to remain strong for Carlos, but the impact of the situation hit his heart with a pang. Immediately, as if on cue with James' thoughts, Logan began to cry. Their cries, and screams echoed through the halls of the second floor, yet know one came out to check on them.

It was then that James realized he was still kneeling on the floor next to his to best friends, only in a towel. Finding the courage to handle the embarrassment, he stayed there holding his friends in his arms.

It had only been about three or four days, how could things get so bad? James quickly sneaked a glance inside the closet once more. Although the blood had obviously stopped pouring from Kendall's body, it still looked like he was bleeding. He was surrounded in a pool of blood, his hair, and clothes matted down to his skin from being wet.

James thought back to the last time he had seen Kendall in critical condition. It had been before he or Kendall met Logan or Carlos. They were on their way back to Kendall's house for a sleepover. Mrs. Knight brought them to the park earlier that day, and decided they had had enough fun. While driving back home the inevitable happened.

"Ooo! We can play Power Rangers again! And I can be red, and you could be blue! Cause that's how we always play! Right, Kendall?" James exclaimed.

"Right! And we can fight off Spongebob, when he attacks the evil plankton of Bikini Bottom!" Kendall said.

Both boys were excited to be having their first sleepover together at Kendall's house. They planned each event in their night out carefully as they were going back home from the park. All they could talk about was the fun they were going to have.

"Boys," Mrs. Knight started off with a chuckle. "Why don't you save all your energy for later."

"But mom!" Kendall whined. "We're too excited to stay quiet!"

"Well then, let's play a game!" Mrs. Knight negotiated.

"Ooo! A game!" Both boys shouted.

"Okay, whoever stays quiet the longest gets an extra cookie later! How does that sound?" When she didn't get an answer from either boy, she turned her head and glanced to see that they had already started playing.

"I'll take that as a yes!" She said, as she turned her head back forward.

"Mommy!" Kendall shouted.

"What? What is it?" She asked her son.

"Truck!" Kendall pointed in front of him.

"What?" She started to say, but was soon cut off.

"Truck!" Both boys shouted louder now.

Mrs. Knight finally came back to her thoughts when she turned around and saw that she was driving on the wrong side of a one way street.

James and Kendall gripped each other for safety, as Mrs. Knight jerked the car in a different direction.

Their childish screams of terror made Mrs. Knight more nervous, as her car went spiraling out of control. It finally came to a stop when she hit a tree with the side of her car.

Her airbag deployed, before she looked back to check on Kendall and James.

"Kendall!" James cried out. It took a minute for Mrs. Knight brain to click, but when she hit the tree, the car caved in on Kendall's side.

"Oh my god! James, James!" She tried to snap him out of his trance of staring at his best friend.

Mrs. Knight unbuckled her seat belt and snaked her way through the crashed car. She gently pushed a sobbing James to the other side, while she tried to reach her son.

Kendall's head was bleeding, and his right arm was shoved at a grotesque angle. Mrs. Knight thought it had to be broken. But when she saw that her son wasn't moving, she started to panic.

The only thing that kept her sane, was the fact that his chest was moving up and down, with ragged breaths.

"Mama Knight?…" James asked timidly.

"We need to get him to a hospital!"

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"Mama Knight, how much longer do we have to wait to see Kendall?" A scared James asked.

"Oh, sweetie… The doctors said he's not awake yet. We have to wait a little longer."

James lowered his head and started to cry. Kendall was his best friend in the world, and he didn't know what to do without him. They were only 5 years old. How could something this tragic happen to Kendall?

"Cassandra Knight?"

A doctor had been walking their way, and stopped in the waiting room.

"That's me! Doctor, how's my son? Is he going to be okay?"

"You might want to follow me." He answered.

"But, is he going to be alright?"

"Where are we going? Can we see Kendall!" James asked in hope.

"Just grab my hand, sweetie. I think we're going to see him."

The doctor led them through the long white halls, till they finally stopped outside a room that read the letters ICU.

"He's in Intensive Care?" Mrs. Knight asked with a shaky voice. James looked up, confused by the larger words, and saw Mrs. Knight's brim with tears.

"M'am, your son suffered severe head trauma, and he has a broken arm. Right now he is in coma, so that his brain can reduce some of its swelling." The doctor had said.

"Mama Knight, what's wrong with Kendall? Is he hurt bad?" James asked.

She ignored his question, as the doctor gestured them into the room. He closed the door after they walked in.

"Oh my! Kendall…" Mrs. Knight couldn't help but let the tears flow from her eyes. Kendall looked so helpless, and small in the huge bed, in the vast white room.

"Kendall?…"

"James. He-" Mrs. Knight started to say.

"Why isn't he talking? Is he…dead?" James said with his eyes starting to fill with tears

"Oh, sweetie. No… he's just, sleeping. But don't wake him up. Why don't you just go over and try and talk to him?"

James walked towards Kendall's bed slowly and touched his hand.

"Hi Kendall! We were supposed to have fun at night time! And now you're here…"

Mrs. Knight, too distraught to say anything, sat in the nearest chair to Kendall's bed. She eyed James as he climbed slowly onto the bed to lay next to Kendall.

The friendship was true, and Mrs. Knight could see that they really would be best friends forever. They kept each other going, and worked so well together. She had never seen anything so genuine before.

"I promise, Kendall…" James started off saying. "I promise to take care of you till you get all better. And then we can go play Power Rangers again!" He leaned down and rested his chin on Kendall's head.

Intending on keeping that promise, James fell asleep next to Kendall that day.

James came back from his thoughts when he felt tears start to stream down his face.

"Boys?" Mrs. Knight walked down the hall, with her arms filled with grocery bags.

They didn't answer her. They completely forgot about how Mama Knight would handle it, especially Carlos and Logan. All their lives Kendall had been like their brother, and Mama Knight had been like a second mother, and she considered them as her sons too. They couldn't even imagine how she would feel when she looked in the closet.

"Boys! What's wrong?" She walked frantically over to them. The closer she got, the more she saw what they were doing. They were in a group hug, crying on the floor… But only one person was missing.

Her son.

James had said that he was with Jo, but something didn't seem right here.

"Mama Knight…the-the closet…" Carlos whimpered.

She took a glance into the closet, and dropped her bags to the floor, the contents spilling out.

"Wha-…Kendall? Kendall! Oh my god! Kendall!" Mrs. Knight shouted. She looked at her son in the closet, and the tears immediately fell from her eyes. Choking on the sobs in her throat, she let out a heart wrenching scream, that made the three boys cringe.

She ran back into the apartment, leaving the boys in the hallway. The three of them got up, and stood by the door, just watching Mrs. Knight go mentally insane before their eyes.

"Shit!" Mrs. Knight yelled, as she slid the microwave off of the counter, sending it crashing to the floor.

"Do you know who did this! Why?" she walked off to her room, and grabbed a suitcase, and began filling it with all her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Logan asked, worriedly.

She ignored him, and picked up her cell phone. "Katie? Katie! Where the hell are you? Call me when you get this! Get back to the apartment as soon as you can! And ask the…the guys what happened. I'm sorry sweetie. Goodbye."

"She's leaving?" Carlos whispered to Logan and James.

"I don't know." Logan and James.

Mrs. Knight came out of her room, and stopped in the living room, taking a last look around.

The boys rushed up to her, and grabbed her bags, and dropped them to the floor. There was no way they were going to let Mrs. Knight leave at a time like this. What were they supposed to do with Kendall? They didn't have the money for a funeral, even though the were all rich and famous. All that money went to their expenses, and to Griffin. They couldn't cremate him either. Were they supposed to just leave him in the closet till he disintegrated?

Carlos was quick to grab Mrs. Knight into a hug, which she tried to break free of. Logan placed his hand on her shoulder, which was enough to calm her down for a little while.

"Where are you going?" Logan asked.

"I'm not sure, but I can't stay here. I'm leaving. Tell Katie I said goodbye." She broke free of Carlos' embrace and grabbed her bag, and walked towards the door.

All James could do was stand and watch her walk through the door. What had he done?

"Mama Knight!" Logan and Carlos pleaded at the same time.

"DON'T…" She started off, and turned around that she could face the boys. "Don't call me that! You are NOT my sons…" She wagged her finger at them, and turned around once more, until she was fully out of the door, and walking down the hall.

It was no use trying to call after her, so they just let her go.

Carlos immediately broke down, and sunk to his knees. He let the sobs tear through his body, and his screams be heard. Logan turned to look up at James and was quick to wrap his arms around James' waist.

James was taken by surprise, but he immediately wrapped his arms back around his friend, as Logan cried into his chest.

They were left alone. No parental figure. No clue as to what to do.

And especially… no Kendall.

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A/N: Uhhh, hi? Um, you probably didn't expect Mrs. Knight to go crazy and leave… OH AND BTW, JAMES WAS STILL ONLY IN A TOWEL THE WHOLE TIME! Personally, my favorite parts was the end of the flashback, and then the end where Logan latches onto James…

I'M PRETTY SURE LOGAN IS BISEXUAL IN MY STORY! But that's okay, I have no problem xD

OKAY I'M PRETTY SURE I'M GONNA UPDATE REAL SOON… Review? :D

Oh and p.s… why do I always say pretty sure? :P Lol.