A/N: Aww such lovely reviews…THANK YOU! I hope this will be okay…

Chapter 11: (Oh my Gosh this is long…)

There was Carlos, cold, limp, and pale, lying on the living room floor. If anyone walked in, they would think that they were murderers. Kendall was holding a gun, a shot-gun, for safety purposes. Logan was pacing the room with a guilty look on his face, and James was feeling up the body. In truth, he was using his powers to search for the bullet, but had no luck yet. He was suspecting the werewolf genes were preventing him. But when he put his hand on Carlos' chest, right side, he felt something. And all the sudden, the bullet was sticking to him like he was a magnet and Carlos was now bullet-less. He knew Carlos would wake up in a few hours, so he was going to tell the other two boys. But when he stood up, there was Kendall, holding the shot-gun towards his heart with narrowed eyes. James felt his almost lifeless heart race and his breath catch in his throat as he watched Kendall click off the safety lever.

He swallowed thickly and looked to his right, where Logan was standing with his eyes open wide and mouth ajar. He glanced quickly from Kendall to James before putting his hands up and taking a step towards Kendall. "Now, Kendall…" but Kendall's answer was turning the gun towards Logan.

"Shut it. I want to try something." And then he turned the gun towards James and narrowed his eyes even more. "If you're a vampire, then you shouldn't die from a bullet…right?"

James nodded.

"You would only die if it was wood and it went straight through your heart. Am I correct?" Kendall asked.

James nodded slowly.

"Silver?"

James shrugged his shoulders.

"It would only hurt you for a little bit…but you would heal, right?" Kendall looked unsure now.

James shrugged again, not taking his eyes off Kendall's face and his gun. He was trying to peak into Kendall's mind, but he could feel the blonde pushing him out.

"Stop it, James. I need to see something." Kendall broke James' train of thought.

"See what?" Logan asked.

"See what will happen if James gets shot through the heart." And then he pulled the trigger.

James saw a brief flash of Logan screaming his name, of Kendall standing stock still, and of the bullet flying towards him. He felt frozen with shock, his limbs stuck in molasses, and his mind numb with pain. How could Kendall do this? How could he just shoot James without a second thought?

Then he felt the bullet, straight his heart as predicted. He felt himself double over and grasp his chest, the pain too much to handle. He could feel his heart slowly stopping, slowly losing its already slow rhythm. He was having a hard time breathing, and the pain was beyond excruciating. He could feel himself slipping into the hands of death, or at least the depths of sleep, and finally gave up and sunk into blackness.

Logan, on the other hand, was staring at Kendall in disbelief, shock, and anger. What the hell was wrong with Kendall? What the hell possessed him to do such a thing? And then he was punching Kendall, yelling at him for being stupid. And Kendall was yelling back, yelling at him that it had to be done. Then, he was off to James' body, cold and lifeless on the floor. He checked James' pulse, and found nothing. Not even his previous slow heartbeat. He checked James for breathing, and felt no breath blow against his ear. His eyes widened as he realized something. James was truly dead this time.

Dead.

The world rang coldly throughout his brain as he rushed over to Carlos. Thank God he was still breathing and living. And by the looks of it, he was also waking up.

"What…what happened?"

And as Logan explained everything, Carlos' eyes grew darker. He looked at Kendall and asked, with a voice as deadly calm as the calmness before a storm, "Why did you do that?"

Kendall swallowed and looked away and replied, "I don't know. Something just came over me…something told me it had to be done. That James was too dangerous and…and that he wouldn't die…but look at him…I'm a murderer…I killed my own boyfriend…" and that's when Kendall broke down sobbing.

Logan went over to the blonde and consoled him while Carlos lifted James onto the couch, laying him down as gently as he could and putting a blanket over him, just in case he would wake up later. But he wasn't so sure…he didn't know how vampires worked. No one here did. And so all they could do about James was hope for the best.

So there lay James, on the couch, under a blanket, his heart no longer was beating, his lungs no longer filling with oxygen, his eyes closed and his skin paler than usual. And to think that Kendall, his very own boyfriend, had done this…

A/N: DUN DUN DUNNN! Drama-rama to the max! James is dead? Carlos is alive? Kendall killed James? Logan is silently freaking? James is dead? I had to add this…I don't know exactly why I wanted James to die…but he did. REVIEW and tell me what you think will happen…Truth is James is dead…but he's a vampire…wearing his ring…*hint hint* Sorry for the shortness but I didn't want this chapter long! :P