Here it is!

Wow...I have nothing to say...should we be worried?

Sorry if this seems a bit short.

Enjoy!

Gavin knew that poisoning James wouldn't be that hard. The Palm Woods was one of the easiest places to spy on anybody. It was simple. Gavin was to stay at the Palm Woods lobby, where James was always discussing plans on where he wanted to go next. Of course, being two teenage boys in a temporary residence hotel, they would never suspect a stranger sitting in the lobby conveniently reading a newspaper.

Once that was done, it was all a matter of chance. Gavin sent Martin a text. "Get ready. They're heading to World Hub market."

The rest is easy. Once at the stand, Martin made sure he had his tiny container of arsenic, which was deposited to one of the hotdogs.

Gavin looked over to Martin. He was still mad, Gavin could tell. "So Kendall's next," Gavin said, breaking the silence. "Think he'll remember me when I see his face?"

Martin shrugged. "Gee I don't know," he replied sarcastically. "I mean. You only killed his father, depriving him of a male role model. You only killed his father in a gruesome way that was sure to give nightmares to the boy for life, I sure."

Gavin chuckled as he listened to Martin rant. He vividly remembered the hatred he felt for William. The satisfaction of knowing that William would no longer be in his life. The sound of repeated gunshots. "He didn't turn out too bad. Look at him. Heading a band, taking care of his mom and his sister. If anything, he owes me. I taught him how to take on responsibility."

"You ruined his life," Martin replied sharply. "And you're still not done yet." He scoffed. "It's like you've gone crazy with revenge."

"It's made me smart."

Martin rolled his eyes. He couldn't believe what he 's hearing. "Gavin. If you know what's good for you, stop now."

Gavin slowly shook his head. "We're too far in. I need to finish, and that's by getting Kendall. Carlos was lucky he survived, but Kendall, I'll make sure that he doesn't." He gave Martin a small smile. "I think now would be a good time to send Jennifer Knight a little warning. Whatdya think?"

Kendall always felt a need to protect everyone he cared about. His sister, his mom, and his best friends. The death of his dad scarred him, no doubt about that. Kendall hoped that just maybe if he protected everyone he cared about, they'd all be fine. Logan and Carlos were always protected from any bully who dared to cross path with the hockey heads. James, he could take care of himself, but there was always a voice in the back of Kendall's mind that always said "what if...?"

Now, Kendall couldn't help but think that he had failed his friends. Letting Carlos get stabbed. Letting Logan's head be bashed in on a sidewalk. Now James got poisoned. Kendall sighed as he continued to stare into the distance at Palm Woods park.

"Kendall!" Amirah's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Um. Are you okay? You seem a bit...off..." she trailed off.

Kendall snorted. "Off? Psht. What would give you that idea?" he asked while trying to play it cool.

"Uh, well. I called your name four times before you responded. What's going on?"

"Nothing just thinking. What are you doing?" he asked as she took a seat next to him.

She scrunched her eyebrows together. "Sitting?"

Kendall folded his arms, avoiding her gaze. "Well whatever you have to say, save it."

"Now that's not fair," she asserted. "From what Carlos tells me, you're always the one giving speeches randomly." Kendall raised an eyebrow. "Don't deny it. Anyway all I wanted to say was that you shouldn't always put up a strong front about everything. It's okay to break. You have people to talk to. Take advantage."

"Your dad," Kendall said after being silent for a while. He was still avoiding eye contact. "You live here with your mom, but you never mention your dad."

"Neither do you," Amirah replied. She sighed seeing as how Kendall didn't plan on letting this go. "Car accident...yours?"

Kendall chuckled. "My mom dropped this huge bomb on me. Long story short, Mr. Garcia arrested a guy multiple times. He escaped from jail. Turns out that this guy, is the same one that k-killed my father. According to Mr. Garcia, this Gavin Rollins guy," Kendall said his name in disgust. "May want to finish what he started if you know what I mean."

"I'm so sorry," Amirah empathized. She put her hand on his shoulder. "You're mad at them, aren't you?"

"I'm pissed," Kendall replied sharply, surprised at how much of this he was talking about.

"And you have a right to be...but this would be a good time to talk to them. Let them know how you feel," she reasoned. "If anything, you guys need each others help more right now."

Kendall shook his head. "My mom, the Garcias, and Mrs. Diamond all lied to me."

"But it's not James, Carlos, or Logan's fault. The four of you need each other. Sometimes, they don't need you. But right now, you need them."

Kendall finally looked to Amirah. "You're saying that I should forget everything?" Kendall's voice was slightly elevated.

Amirah shook her head. Before she could say more, a voice screamed for Kendall.

"Katie?" Kendall whispered as he turned around.

His little sister was running towards him, looking confused and a little scared. She came around the bench and sat on his lap. "H-he was here."

Kendall started to panic. "K-Katie. Who was here?"

She pulled out an envelope from her pocket. "Gavin Rollins. It has to be. This was handed to Mr. Bitters to give us."

Kendall scanned through the contents of the envelope. A newspaper article from ten years ago. The small story entitled, "William Knight Murder". As Kendall continued reading, he saw a line that caught his eye. "William Knight is survived by his wife, Jennifer Knight, and his two kids, Kendall Knight, 7, and Katie Knight, 1." Kendall did a double take. The name "Kendall Knight" was circled in red.

"Look at this," Amirah said, handing him a more recent newspaper article. "It's about Carlos and Logan's hospitalization. Kendall sighed, reluctantly reading it.

"He wants you Kendall," Katie stated, putting her arms around her brother's neck. She didn't want to lose him. She couldn't lose him. There were pictures of the crime scene from Dad's murder...What if he..." Katie stopped herself, angry at herself for letting her mind come up with that possibility. Kendall can't die.

"That's not gonna happen, Katie," he promised. He pulled out one slip of paper from the envelope. "but...we're gonna have to show Mom."

Like father, like son.
The game has began.
-Great Rhetoric

Be on the look out for my anti bullying one shot for March 3!

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