I'm sorry it took me so long to update. I was finishing a summer project and it took me longer than I thought it would. But anyway, here it is. Please R&R. Oh one more thing. I need you to tell me what you think. I have had two endings of this story in my mind, but I need you to tell me what you would like better. Either something happens to James and there is a big twist, or he returns to Cali. Your choice. Please tell me what you think.
Kendall P.o.v.
"Hey, Kendall. Come here now, "Logan called from the other room.
"'K, coming," I replied walking into James' room. "What is it?"
"Uh, do you remember how James said he hurt his wrist?" he asked nervously glancing back and forth. He kept his hand under the bed the entire time he spoke. "I think he was lying."
"Why do you say that?" I asked now getting worried.
"Because of this," he said pulling an item from under his bed. "I came in looking for my science book. James sometimes takes my school books because he thinks I study too much. Before he left, he took my book and I needed it to study, so I came in here to look for it. And when I checked under his bed, I found this," he said with a long sigh.
"A r-razor? It is probably a misunderstanding; there must be something we don't know. I mean why would he do that to himself? I-I mean he wouldn't would he?" I said my voice wavering slightly. I am freaking out now.
He swallowed hardly. "Look at it closely," he said holding it out to me, his voice breaking. I took it reluctantly. I held it close to my face and gasped. There were faint red spots on the blade.
"H-he didn't, he couldn't," I said rambling. "There is no way h-he w-would. I mean-"
"Face it," Logan said cutting me off,"he is a cutter, he is depressed. He needs help."
"But he is in Minnesota, there is nothing we can do until he comes back," I said trying to sound calm.
"I have a feeling he won't be coming back. Did you see the way he looked at us? He knows he's not coming back. I think he is going to….. to …. to end it while he is away," Logan said his eyes filling with tears.
""He wouldn't do something like that. We know he wouldn't. We've known him for years," I said hoping I was right.
"How do we know for sure? We didn't know he cut himself, so how do we know he won't kill himself," Logan said. At this point, I had a bad feeling he was right.
"Alright. You are most likely right. But right know we need to tell Carlos and my mom, and get on a plane to Minnesota to save his life. Move!" I shouted.
We hurried out of the room and ran straight into the kitchen to tell Carlos. When we finished his eyes were wide with shock and he had tears down his face. However, when we told my mom, it didn't go so well. She screamed that we were wrong until she saw the razor. After she saw it she started to cry and she pulled us into a bone crushing hug. She then told us to start packing and then shoved us out of the room. When she is upset it is better not to argue. We finished packing in ten minutes and called a taxi. My mom told us she would let Katie and Gustavo know why we left later. We hugged her and hurried out of the apartment. James, here we come.
James P.o.v.
My flight just landed and I quickly left the plane. I wasn't a big fan of flying. Ironic isn't it. Because of Big Time Rush I have to fly across the states, spending much time facing my biggest fear. I unconsciously shook my head. I grabbed my luggage and haled a taxi. I slid in the back and told him my address. I was dreading seeing my parents again, and it didn't help I was staying with them. I sighed. I watched the houses pass by until I saw the one that I used to call home. The taxi stopped and I paid the taxi driver. I stepped out and closed the door. As I walked up to my house I heard the taxi drive away, and footsteps near me. I turned and my eyes widened.
"Hi Jamie," a sweet voice said. I stared into the eyes of my best friend. Her wavy brown hair flowed to the middle of her back, and her brown eyes shown with excitement. I dropped my bags and spread out my arms. She smiled and ran over to me. She flung herself into my arms and buried her face in my chest. I wrapped my arms around her tightly afraid she would once again disappear. When I was in first grade I met Alexis, and we became inseparable. We were best friends until fourth grade. In the middle of the year she suddenly left. And because I had no other friends so I was forced to make new ones, a.k.a. Kendall, Carlos, and Logan. She pulled back slightly and looked up at me.
"I missed you, so much. After you left I didn't know what I would do without you," I said staring into her eyes.
"I missed you, too. My family moved back here last year, and I expected to see you, but I found out that you had left for California a week before. I thought I had missed my chance to see you again," she said tears filling her eyes.
"Well I am here now and that is what matters. Come on let's go," I said picking up my bags. She followed me into the house. I headed upstairs and set my bags down on my bed then hurried out of the house. I grabbed her hand and we walked down the sidewalk.
"So, Lexi, how have you been?" I asked still smiling.
"I have been good. I would have been better if you were with me, but all wishes can't come true," she replied with a small smile. I stopped walking and pulled her close. Our lips connected and suddenly nothing mattered. All that mattered was her.
We pulled away slowly and she blushed deeply. "You know I have always loved you. And those years apart nearly killed me," I said holding her against me.
"I'm glad you love me, because I love you, too," she said sighing. "Follow me," she said pulling me along with her. We walked until we reached a wide open space. She pulled me to the other side of the field.
"Look," she said pulling me toward the edge of the cliff. It was amazing. You could see for miles across the water. If you looked down you could see the waves crashing into the rocks at the bottom. We sat down by the edge and laid back. The sun was just setting. She moved closer to me, resting her head on my chest. We held hands and watched the peaceful scenery. For the time being, life was perfect.