Undying Love
Recap:
"STOP IT! STOP IT, BOTH OF YOU!"
Everyone looked at James, who was now standing by the door, shaking as he held his luggage and his face red with anger.
"I'm not going to be the cause of you two having a rift in your relationship again. You two are the most beautiful couple I've ever seen."
Carlos started to say something, but James cut him off.
"And futher more, I'd like all three of you to listen to me on this, and listen good. I want you all to know that I'm extremely sorry for what I did. It was cruel and heartless and no excuse can be made by me that is capable of winning your forgiveness. I hope you find it in your hearts to forgive me one day, but I completely understand if you decide never to. You guys are my best friends, and nothing will ever change that. I love you guys so much…I guess I'll be seeing you guys around, then…" James left his heartfelt apology with his friends, grabbed his stuff, and moved out, closing the door behind him as he let the tears fall from his face.
Chapter 12 – True Blue
"Logan…"
Silence.
"Logan!"
More silence.
"Logie, please talk to me."
"My dear Carlitos…" Logan cooed, lowering his National Science magazine down and looking directly at Carlos with a smile plastered on his face.
"Finally, you're talking to me-,"
Logan's smile fell into a sinister frown. "Fuck off." He tossed the magazine at Carlos, laid down in the covers, and pulled the covers over himself, being sure to face the wall away from Carlos.
Carlos groaned in pain from the magazine fitting him right in the face, but became silent afterwards for a while.
"Stop being such a bitch sometimes," he spat before doing the same with his covers and turning off the light.
Neither boy knew it, but both boys cried silently to themselves that night.
~The next day~
"Hello, are you the manager here?"
Mr. Bitters groaned obnoxiously at the woman who had interrupted his routine seven o'clock service desk nap.
"No, I'm an equestrian trainer. I'm just filling in for the manager right now," he said, sarcasm heavy with an eye roll.
"I was planning on leaving anyway, but for that little comment, I'll be sure to alert the head of these hotels about the service," she spat, grabbing her small daughter's hand and huffing away, high heels hitting the floor with a pit pat pit pat.
"No, wait, ma'am please!" the last thing Mr. Bitters needed was another complaint about his mouth.
She completely ignored him and continued to huff out the door.
"Ehh, good rithens," he murmured. He attempted to continue his nap, but he was interrupted by some commotion coming from the elevators.
"No, Carlos, you're coming with me to the class!"
"No I'm not, you can't make me!"
"Don't try and run, Carlos, you may be stronger but I'm a heck of a lot faster."
"I'm not going to that class, Logan, and there is nothing you can do-,"
Carlos' sentence was lost once Logan grabbed the nerve on his neck and started pulling him unwillingly out the doors of the Palm Woods and into the parking lot. Once at the car, Logan pushed him into the passenger seat and started up the engine.
"Put on your seat belt," Logan advised.
"No, I-,"
"Put…on…your…SEATBELT."
"Yes sir."
Ms. Knight walked into the living room of the apartment, fresh from an afternoon nap. "Boys, where are you?" she called. "Boys?"
"They're all gone, mom," Katie said from the kitchen, pouring herself some lemonade to go with her sandwich.
"WHAT?" shouted Ms. Knight. "Wh-,"
"Kendall went out with Jo, and Carlos and Logan went to some relationship counsel," informed Katie. "Now that I think about it, their adventures aren't nearly as wacky as they used to be."
"Well, they're growing up, dear," Ms. Knight said, turning on the huge mounted television.
"'Bout time," Katie joked, sitting down on the couch adjacent her mother.
"Logan and Carlos are at a relationship counsel?" Ms. Knight asked, looking at their daughter. "Does it have to do with the James situation?"
"I'd bet it does," Katie said, biting her sandwich. "I've been hearing them arguing with each other for a while."
Ms. Knight let out a breath of air. She wondered if everything would get better, but things just weren't looking good at the moment.
Logan turned the knob to their assigned room and shoved Carlos in, closing the door behind him.
"Good afternoon, I assume you are Mr. Mitchell and Mr. Garcia-,"
"I don't want to be here!" Carlos snapped immediately, huffing down into one of the seats in front of the desk.
Logan punched him in the arm and sat in the seat next to him. "I'm sorry, Dr..."
"…Payne. Dr. Payne."
"Yes…Dr. Payne, I'm sorry for my boyfriend's stupidity," he made sure to glare at Carlos.
"So how about we get this session started?" Dr. Payne clasped her hands together and put on a warming smile.
"I'd like that," Logan responded.
Kendall had dropped off Jo at her apartment and was humming a song to himself in the elevator with some to-go boxes in his hands. He and Jo had a delightful and romantic dinner at a French restaurant downtown, where they shared their fair share of kissing under the chandelier. Kendall still had some lipstick smudged on his face, and he was happy, too. For the first time, he wasn't thinking about a certain tall brunette pretty boy.
Sure, he was going to said boy's apartment to drop of some food from the restaurant for him, but his mind wasn't on him romantically. He brought all three of his band mate friends some food, since the restaurant had become a favorite of theirs since Gustavo (surprisingly) treated them out for getting several #1 albums outside of the US.
Knock, knock.
No reply.
"I wonder if he's-," Kendall noticed that his last knock had cracked the door open a bit, and pondered whether or not to enter. He figured he'd just drop of the plate and leave.
Before he laid the plate on the first table he saw, he heard conversation in the back room.
"I couldn't stay with them," he heard James say in a raspy voice, almost sounding like he'd been crying. "They all hate me. All of my best friends hate me."
"But didn't Logan stick up for you?" Camille's voice asked; she sounded like she'd been counseling him.
"Yeah, but deep down I know he hates me too," James continued. "Heck, I hate myself. What I did was wrong, and I deserved every little thing Carlos said to me."
"No you didn't James! Carlos was just being a jerk-,"
"And rightfully so, Camille!" James said in his dramatic frenzied voice. "I almost permanently got them broken up!"
"James…" Camille soothed, but James could be heard starting to sob lightly.
"I have to go. I'll come see you in the morning," she promised. "Please stay optimistic, for me, baby?"
Footsteps could be heard and Kendall felt all of the sudden out of place. He was about to make a run for the door.
"Kendall," Camille said softly, most likely so James couldn't hear. "What are you doing here?" The question was half-serious and half-joking.
"I came to bring James some food. I left it on the table…" Kendall felt kind of awkward; he knew Camille knew that he'd been eavesdropping.
"Kendall, do you hate James?" she asked, she didn't seem as happy as she wanted her boyfriend to be.
"Absolutely not," Kendall replied in complete honesty, which, if possible, was made even more honest by James' sincerity in his regret of what he did. "And I know Logan doesn't either."
"…but Carlos…"
"Camille," Kendall said, lifting her chin with his forefinger. "Carlos doesn't hate James, those two are the best of friends…he's just having trouble coping with everything that's going on."
"I hope you're right, Kendall," Camille said.
Slap.
"OW!" Kendall shout-whispered.
"That's for eavesdropping, eavesdropper," Camille grinned, patted where she'd slapped Kendall, and left out the apartment.
Kendall followed her out, still rubbing his face in pain.
"I think I know what the problem is here," Dr. Payne said, tapping the pencil on her clipboard. The session had lasted about an hour so far. "Mr. Garcia, are you ashamed of your relationship with Mr. Mitchell?"
Logan turned and stared directly at Carlos, but Carlos didn't look up from his lap.
"No, I'm not ashamed," Carlos replied, a hint of anger in his voice.
"Then, Mr. Garcia, why haven't you come out to your parents yet?"
The room fell completely silent.
And Carlos certainly wasn't going to break that silence, because he simply got up, turned away, and left the room.
To be continued!
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I apologize for the hiatus! Please review!