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Logan's pov
Everyone was crazy and acting weird. Finally Carlos had left me alone, but it all went down hill after that.
I was stressed and really felt like cutting again. I just wanted to feel better, but I didn't want to do anything bad. So I thought good, happy thoughts.
It didn't last long.
"Logan, what are you doing?" Kendall asked, coming into my room.
"Nothing. Reading." I said, feeling frustrated. "I think I'm going to take a shower soon."
"Oh really?" Kendall nodded, a glare in his eyes.
"Are you okay?" I asked, confused.
"Oh fine. Jo just broke up with me." Kendall said so calmly, so casually as if it was any other thing. It freaked me out.
"What?" I asked, shocked. "Why?" I asked, now concerned.
"Oh nothing happened. I didn't do anything wrong. I did everything right. My only problem was looking over you." Kendall accused.
"What? I didn't-"
"Look, if I hadn't worried about you so much, if you just weren't so stubborn all the time." Kendall paused and shook his head, like it was the worst thing in the world. Like he couldn't believe his luck. "Sometimes I really hate this sometimes. Worrying about you, all of you. You're supposed to be smart, Logan. Why did you have to be so stupid?"
With that he left in a huff, telling the others that he was going to the pool.
"Stupid?" I said to myself. The pain in my heart too much for me to bear. My first instinct was to cut. I really needed it. Especially now. After what Kendall had said.
Wanting to not do anything I would later regret, I went to the living room. No one was around. Except for Katie.
"Hey, Logan." She said, distracted by the t.v., changing the channels.
"Hi." I said, as calmly as I could. For some reason, my heart pounded into my chest.
"You okay? You look sorta pale." Katie sat up and looked at me worried.
"Oh, i'm fine. Just...lack of sun rays." I joked.
Katie smiled lightly. "You hungry? It would do you good."
I shook my head. "No, I'm going for a walk."
"Okay. Come back later, I want help with my homework." Katie instructed.
I said I would come back as soon as I could and instead of going down the elevator, I went down the stairs. I needed time to think.
I was so lost in thought that when I heard a person walk up the stairs I didn't look at them until they were right in font of me.
"Hey, James." I said, smiling. Needing a friendly face.
"Oh." James said coldly. "Hey."
He tried to move past me and in my shock and anger, I blurted out.
"What? You hate me too?" I asked, half-serious half-joking.
"Is it that obvious?" James asked, not even playing.
I stared up at him, nodding. Kendall's words coming back to me.
"Well, good." James shot back. "I wouldn't want to give the wrong impression."
He left, but I stared after him. Their words swirled around me and I felt horrible. What had I ever done wrong?
I didn't ask Kendall to help me? No, I had and he was right. I was the reason Jo had broken up with him.
James. He was different. Carlos didn't understand- he had misinterpreted my words. It wasn't on purpose.
But they hated me, they both thought I was stupid. How could I argue with that?
Despair ran through me like numbing fire and i knew what I had to do.
I ran to my apartment, got my razor that I hid in my room, and took off. But before I did, I paused and heard James arguing with Mrs. Knight and Katie.
I couldn't bear it anymore.
I ran out of the apartment, behind the dumpster and just dug into my skin.
But this was more than wanting pain. I wanted to feel more. No, I wanted to feel less.
I wanted to not feel at all.
Cutting deep into my skin, seeing the blood flow out of me like a river, I began to feel light-headed. The world swirled around me and the only thing I could think was how James and Kendall both hated me.
Somehow, the sky was right above me, I felt so light and the tears blurred my eyes.
I felt strange. Not right. Lighter than usual.
It didn't feel good.
My whole body felt ready to be sick and I just gave in to the dark before I could feel more.
Bitters pov
They were having another party. I could smell it. They always had them on Fridays.
Wanting to sneak up on them, I decided to go out the back.
Nothing better than to catch prey from behind. All unexpected and surprised they would all look. The perfect reward for my hard work.
I stopped when I found a boy in the floor.
I was about to scream at him when I recognized him to be as one of those annoying boys from that band when I saw the blood...
My voice didn't escape my throat, but I wanted to scream. Desperately.
Heart beating fast, I etched closer.
"Oh no, oh no." I muttered.
I moved around the blood and checked for a pulse. Found one, but it was faint. Not good.
I dialed 911.
"I need help, I found this boy he's losing blood fast!" I cried panicked.
They said they would come after I gave them the address. Told me to try and put pressure on the wound, no idea why, he was losing too much blood.
I did as they said, and waited for as long as I could. When they finally got here, I was glad that non of the watchers saw who the person was.
"Nothing to see here people." I told them gruffly.
They worriedly did as I said, but I didn't give them no mind. I went to my desk to find the room number for the boys friends. I couldn't think properly. There was so much blood.
He was so pale and he looked dead.
So dead.
I began to fear that he would die.
I never wanted to find a dying person ever.
Clearing my thoughts I found the number and shakily made my way to the elevator.
Kendall's pov
I was still fuming when I got back to the apartment after trying to get some fresh air. It didn't help.
To my surprise I found Katie and mom trying to calm James down. I was too mad to try and help. From what I heard he was angry at Logan too.
Maybe when Logan came back James and I could really make him understand some things. Maybe not get us angry anymore.
I didn't know why I was so angry anyway. Jo and I, we were doomed from the start. But I did love her. Our schedules and our personalities, just didn't blend well sometimes.
I sighed.
I shouldn't be thinking this at all.
A knock came to the door and since mom was still busy with James, I went to open it.
"Yes?" I asked when I saw Bitters there.
"Kendall?" He asked. I nodded. "You're friends with Logan right?"
I felt anger run through me. "I know him." I said, bitterly.
Bitters didn't seem to notice, he looked scared, shaken. Traumatized.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
He didn't answer, instead he said: "He's in the hospital. Logan. He-he's in the hospital."
"What?" My blood went from hot to cold. My heart stopped and I forgot all about my anger.
"He was bleeding." Bitters said softly, quietly.
"MOM!" I screamed.
"What honey? I'm trying to talk to James- Mr. Bitters? What are you doing here?" Mom looked between us, confused.
I stared at Bitters, begging him with my eyes that he was lying.
Bitters looked down sadly.
"Where is he?" I asked, whispering.
"Where's who?" James asked, confused.
"What's going on?" Carlos asked, walking towards us from down the hall.
"The hospital. The ambulance they just picked him up." Bitters answered.
I felt faint.
"Wait, the one downstairs?" Carlos asked. He looked at the rest of us. "What's going on?"
"Kendall?" Mom looked at me, questioningly.
"We have to go to the hospital." I said, broken. Scared.
"What? Honey, what's going on?" Mom asked, freaking out.
"Where's Logan?" Katie asked.
The others realized this too and they all looked at me and Bitters for the answer.
"He's in the hospital." Bitters answered for me.
Everyone went crazy.
They all screamed questions. Wanting to know why he was there? Was he okay? What had happened?
I didn't need to ask Bitters to know what had happened. Logan had cut again and this time it was my fault.
I don't know how I dragged everyone out of the house. I don't know how I convinced Bitters to look after Katie. There's no way I could explain how I made it to the hospital. Specially when they were all screaming questions at me.
They were all worried, but they didn't know.
None of them knew what I knew. They would get hurt and broken once they knew. Because that was exactly how I felt as I drove all the way to the hospital.
The nurse smiled at us warmly, but thankfully Mom asked for me. She directed us to the emergency waiting area, but I could barely sit down. I paced back and forth. Waiting for the doctor to come.
"Kendall, honey, you have to tell us what's wrong with him." Mom pleaded.
I looked at her, tears in my eyes and shook my head. The anger and frustration I felt for what was happening broke through and I kicked and punched the wall.
"Kendall!" James and Carlos grabbed me by the arms and I pulled away.
"Damn it." I cursed and sat down, resting my face in my hands before the sobs broke through my broken body.
Mom hugged me and I looked at Carlos and James who were looking at me worriedly.
I stared back, the tears falling without any restraint.
"He hurt himself." I cried.
"What?" Mom asked, surprised and tried to pull away, but I didn't let her. I kept her in place. I couldn't face the look she would give me when I told her the truth.
"Logan cuts himself, Mom." I cried and the tears fell faster than ever before.
I sobbed and hanged on to mom for all that was good and evil. I just needed someone to hold me.
Mom held me close, crying and I cried with her.
James and Carlos watched us, shocked. I didn't know if they had heard me, but I wasn't going to repeat it again. Not again.
Sad chapter. Had to do it. :(