Chapter 26

Kendall and James cried for about 5 more minutes, ashamed of themselves for their actions but knowing that it was necessary.

"Wow. We're two big babies." James joked weakly. His smile came out more as a grimace. Kendall nodded in agreement. It was like they couldn't stop crying once they started. He felt like an idiot, just sitting there bawling his eyes out. He was sure James felt the same.

"You okay, dude?" James asked quietly. Kendall nodded.

"You?" James nodded back. They suddenly noticed that it was really quiet in the room. Tooquiet. They suddenly noticed something else, too.

"Hey. Where's Carlos?" Kendall said, worry in his voice. He remembered seeing Carlos's scared face, watching his big brothers cry their heads off. He felt ashamed for scaring his friend like that, and now Carlos was gone. He had no idea where Carlos could be in this huge hospital, but he was going to try his best and look for him.

"Oh no…" James said, putting his face in his hands. So many things were happening all at the same time, and he didn't think he could keep up with it. First Logan fainted, and then Carlos gets lost. James was sick of all the drama, and he wished that everything could be normal again.

"Let's go." James groaned, getting up with Kendall. The two walked down the hallway towards the front desk.

"Have you seen a kid just walk past? He's about this tall." James held his hands up to his chest. "Black hair, brown eyes?" The nurse seemed to be thinking for awhile, and then her eyes lit up as if she'd just figured something out.

"Yeah, I saw a kid just like that. He was heading up to Room 135. Adorable little thing." Kendall and James glanced at each other. Could it be that Carlos was visiting Logan up in his room? That meant that he wasn't lost, right?

"Whose room is that?" James asked quickly.

"Logan Mitchell. Why, is that a friend of yours?" Kendall and James nodded and thanked her. The two boys quickly ran down the hallway, trying to find Room 135.

The first door on the right was 1146. They had a long way to go. After walking for about 10 more minutes, well, sprintingfor about 10 more minutes, they stopped to rest. That was when James spotted a figure curled up in a chair about 20 yards away.

"Hey, is that Carlos?" James pointed towards the figure, and Kendall raised his eyebrows. They quickly walked towards the shape, and found that it was indeed Carlos. The boy was curled up in a ball, fast asleep on the chair. Kendall rolled his eyes and picked Carlos up. TypicalCarlos.

After a while, Carlos stirred and opened his eyes. "Kendall?" He slurred. Kendall smiled and set him down.

"Are you and James okay?" Carlos asked worriedly, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. Kendall and James nodded.

"Yeah, we just had a little breakdown. Sorry if we scared ya, buddy." James explained. Carlos just shrugged.

"You guys looked funny when you were crying." He told them, as if that would help anything. Kendall rolled his eyes again, and James gave Carlos a gentle shove.

"Dude, you cry all the time." James pointed out, earning a punch from Carlos.

"Is Logie okay?" Carlos asked in a quiet voice. James sighed and ruffled his youngest friend's hair.

"I don't know, Carlos. We're going to his room right now." James explained quickly.

"I was going to, but then I fell asleep." Carlos admitted, looking ashamed of himself. Logan needed them right now, and all he could do was sleep. He was such an idiot.

"Hey, it's okay, buddy. We were sitting in chairscrying." Kendall assured him, earning a infectious giggle from Carlos.

Soon, they arrived in front of Logan's room. With a sigh, James pushed open the door. Logan was lying in bed, tubes surrounding him. Logan looked like a monster, lying there with his eyes closed. Carlos whimpered and pushed his head into Kendall's shirt. Kendall pulled Carlos into a hug, his eyes full of shock and fear for Logan.

"Logan…" James whispered, tears in his eyes. He didn't want to cry again. Life was too short for him to cry all the time. He had to be strong, because even though he didn't want to admit it, Logan was going to die soon. There was almost no chance that he was going to live.

"Kendall, James?" The two older boys turned their attention to Carlos, who looked like he was going to throw up any time soon.

"What's up, Carlos?"

Carlos bit his lip. "Is Logan gonna die?" He squeaked. James swallowed worriedly, and Kendall stared at the ceiling, blinking back tears. Kendall Knight didn't cry. Kendall Knight was the leader, and he wasn't weak. He wouldn't cry. He'd already embarrassed himself in front of James, and he couldn't do that in front of Carlos.

"Carlos, you have to understand that Logan has a 5 percent chance of surviving this." James explained quietly. "That means that out of 100 people with Logan's disease, only 5 of them survive. And Logan may very likely be the 95 who don't survive." James's voice broke at the end, and he had to keep himself from collapsing. Because saying that out loud just made it worse.

"I'm sorry buddy, but that's just how life works." Kendall finished. Carlos nodded sadly, his big brown eyes brimming with tears. He didn't understand why life was so cruel to them. Logan was a good kid, so why was he having such bad luck? Why were these things happening to only Logan? Why did Logan have to suffer all the pain?

The three boys stood in Room 135, watching Logan breathe in and out, in and out. They just couldn't accept the fact that they would probably never see Logan open his brown eyes again. They'd never hear one of Logan's corny jokes, or his random doctor facts. They would never be able to talk to him again.

"He's gonna live." Kendall and James turned and saw Carlos staring up at them firmly. "Logan's not gonna die."

"Carlos, buddy-"

Carlos shook his head quickly. "No! He's not gonna die! He's gonna be the 5 people who live! Why don't you guys believe that he's gonna live?" Tears poured out of Carlos's brown eyes, spilling over his face.

"Carlos, it just doesn't seem so likely. We're not saying it's impossible." Kendall argued, knowing that he was lying right through his teeth.

"But don't you guys believe in miracles? If we believe that Logan's gonna live, then he is." Carlos said confidently. Logan was going to live. Even if Kendall and James said no. He was going to believe in Logan. Logan was going to survive.

"Carlos, I don't know... I just don't want to crush your hope if Logan does die." Kendall said gently. Honestly, Kendall wished more than anything that he could believe as much as Carlos did. But he wasn't that optimistic. That was Carlos, hands down. But he knew that him and James weren't completely sure that Logan was going to die either. They weren't that pessimistic. That was definitely Logan's thing.

"I'm sorry, buddy, but you can't be 100% sure." James added. He didn't want to break Carlos's spirit, but he didn't want Carlos to be completely broken when his wishes didn't come true. It was a lose-lose situation.

"He's gonna live." Carlos said firmly. He walked away from them and sat down on a chair across from Logan's bed. Kendall and James sighed, giving up on the whole thing.

They three boys sat down next to each other, and stared at Logan's pale face. Logan had always had the lightest skin out of all of them. Kendall was close, Carlos was a Latino, and James loved to tan himself every day.

"Logan, please get better." Carlos whispered softly, tears coming down his face.

"We love you Logie, no matter what." Kendall added softly.

"You'll always be with us, right here in our hearts." James finished off, brushing his hand across his heart. He knew it was cheesy, but he felt as though now were a great time to act cheesy.

There was a long period of silence. No coughs, no sniffles, no anything. Just silence.

They were mourning for Logan even though he hadn't even died yet.

A/N- Wow… what a lame ending.. but I'm bad at endings, as ya already all know by now!

And is Logan gonna die? The Big Question right there. ;)

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