Here's part two like I promised. This chapter is a little disturbing. Special thanks to Diyanah and Royal shadow1. Thank you for the reviews. (: Royal shadow1, your character in my fanfic will come in the next few chapters. (: Keep in mind that everything is not what it seems. (; Just figured I'd drop a hint…any guesses about what I mean? No? Ok, well James is going to state the disclaimer and then the story can continue.

James: Julia only owns the O/Cs. She loves me very much.

Me: Right you are James. Hold onto your chairs, more drama and angst is about to begin! (:

Chapter 17-Part 2:

-James's P.O.V.

I heard footsteps come up behind me…

And just as soon as they came, they left.

"Kaitlin!" I shouted after her. I knew it was her.

I pushed Jenna off of me once again and ran down the hallway.

"Kaitlin, wait. I swear…it's not what it looks like. Kaitlin, please." I grabbed her arm.

"Let go of me. I don't want to hear your lies anymore," Kaitlin sobbed, tears streaking down her cheeks. She pulled out of my grasp and ran back to the pool.

I buried my face in my hands trying so hard not to cry for the fourth time in two days. What have I done?

I ran my fingers through my damp hair. I trudged back to the pool. When I got there, I saw Kaitlin in Kendall's arms. He was holding her tightly and whispering something to her. I sat down in the lounge chair next to Logan that I had claimed earlier.

"Not cool, man. I don't even think I can look at you anymore," Carlos said.

"You don't even know the story! Kaitlin wouldn't let me explain," I said, on the verge of losing it.

"I don't need your damn explanation. You were sucking on that blonde's face. No explanation required," Kaitlin spat while tears still poured down her cheeks.

"Kaitlin, I love you and only you."

"No you don't. And I don't love you either. You screwed up big time."

"I know that I screwed up…but I'm willing to forget it all."

"I want to forget it all too, James. I want to forget that I even thought you cared. I want to forget about us. Got it? Just leave me alone!"

Those words stung. I felt as if I had just taken several hard punches to the stomach.

"Kaitlin, I don't want to lose you. I can't."

"You just did."

Suddenly, the whole world came crashing down before my eyes. I stared at the pool and wished that the water could suck me up to no return.

The guys had no sympathy. They all shot me angry glares. As sadness brimmed in my eyes, I saw Logan's eyes soften slightly.

"James, come talk to me in the hallway. Now." The way Logan said now was almost frightening.

Logan practically dragged me behind him.

"Dude, what happened?"

"Log, listen, before you judge me, I want you to know that I didn't plan on this happening."

"Of course not, James. Just tell me the story and I will then decide how I feel about what you did."

"Jenna…you know…my ex…She kissed me. I pushed her away. But then she forced herself on me again and said that her kisses were probably better than Kaitlin's. The second time she kissed me, I couldn't move. I was almost in a trance…it seemed like old times. But then, Kaitlin walked in…and I snapped back to reality. I remembered why I broke up with Jenna in the first place. She's so rude and pushy. I realized how good Kaitlin was…too good for me. She deserves someone better…like you or Kendall." It was amazing how easily those words came out. Once they were out though, I felt a stabbing pain right where my heart was. I was broken. "I love her so much, Logan." I couldn't hide myself anymore. I was crying, yet again.

"James…I don't think Kaitlin really hates you…She's just upset. You need to prove that you didn't try to hurt her. It definitely will not be easy. I know you can do it. And I'm obviously still your best friend even if Kendall and Carlos are going to act immaturely." Logan said, pulling me into an awkward hug.

"I need some air." I pulled out of Logan's embrace and ran to my room to change. I put on some clothes and left. I didn't know where I was going, but I wasn't staying at this Hilton right now.

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-Kaitlin's P.O.V.

I was going to give James his room key. He left it on the table next to our chairs. I ran down the hallway to try and catch up to him. That's when I saw it. It hurt. He was kissing a bleach-blonde. I darted down the hallway as fast as I could.

"Kaitlin!" I heard James shout after me. I continued to run. He did what he swore he wouldn't do.

"Kaitlin, wait. I swear…it's not what it looks like. Kaitlin, please." James grabbed my arm in a failed attempt to stop me.

"Let go of me. I don't want to hear your lies anymore," I yanked out of James's tight grasp and fled to the pool, already crying hard.

"Kait, what's going on?" Kendall asked when I arrived at the pool. I was a mess.

"James…he…kissed…a bottle-blonde!" I choked out.

I saw a spark of rage glint in Kendall's eyes. "He didn't! He's a walking dead man." Kendall pulled me over to him and held me as I cried silently.

"Kaitlin, we're all here for you. We love you like our little sister and it sucks that James had to be such an ass." Carlos smiled reassuringly.

James came to pool looking completely lifeless. I had to stay strong. If there was one thing I was good at, it was putting up walls. I dried my eyes before he could notice that I was crying so much. It didn't work very well. I continued crying.

"Not cool, man. I don't even think I can look at you anymore." Carlos looked like he could punch James at any minute.

"You don't even know the story! Kaitlin wouldn't let me explain," James said, angrily.

"I don't need your damn explanation. You were sucking on that blonde's face. No explanation required," I retorted, putting on the tough act while shedding a few tears.

"Kaitlin, I love you and only you."

"No you don't. And I don't love you either. You screwed up big time."

"I know that I screwed up…but I'm willing to forget it all."

"I want to forget it all too, James. I want to forget that I even thought you cared. I want to forget about us. Got it? Just leave me alone!"

I couldn't believe I'd said that. I felt like dying right then and there.

"Kaitlin, I don't want to lose you. I can't."

"You just did."

I had to struggle to get those last few words out. They hurt to even utter. That was the wall talking, not me.

"James, come talk to me in the hallway. Now," Logan said, giving James a stern look.

As they got up and left, I decided to go back to my room. I remembered what I felt like doing. I left with no warning.

As I turned the corner to head into my room, I noticed James's door was left open. I didn't bother closing it. I sat down, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and began to write.

Dear James,

I know this is wrong, but it's what I have to do. I have fallen too hard and I can't fall for your games anymore. This is one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make, but it seems like the only option. Although you have put me through this pure torture, I can't help but still love you. This is why I am doing what I am now. It's the only way to stop the love. I regret ever telling you how I really felt seeing as I meant nothing to you.

By the time you read this, it'll be too late. There is no changing my mind. This decision is final. I'm sorry for what you may go through after you read this, but maybe then you'll understand how I felt when I saw what you did. Hurt. Shock. Fear. Sadness. Denial.

I love you, James. You really let me down. Again, I'm truly sorry…for everything.

Love,

Kaitlin

After I put down the pen, the letter tear-stained, I began my slow walk to James's room. I placed the letter on his pillow and went back to my room to look for something sharp.

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-James's P.O.V.

I came back to the hotel. The same stupid hotel where Jenna was staying. The same stupid hotel that ruined my whole damned life.

I took the elevator up to my room. When I walked in, I found something on my pillow. A folded piece of paper.

Opening the paper slowly, I found a letter with Kaitlin's neat handwriting on it. As I read the letter, my hands trembled. I couldn't read it anymore. I realized what was going on. I had to stop her. She couldn't do this to me.

I ran to Kaitlin's room. Using the room key she gave me, I opened her door. What I saw killed me. Kaitlin was lying on her bed, face pale, lips blue, eyes open staring at nothingness. She had faint tear-stains on her cheeks. I ran over to her.

I fell on my knees and cried violently. Why did she do this to me? I took her cold hand in mine to find blood all over her wrist.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. Kaitlin, I didn't want you to do this. I loved…love you with all my heart. I never lied…I would do anything to have you back…but you weren't kidding…it is too late." I held Kaitlin and rocked back and forth sobbing.

After a while, I ran back to my room, locked the door, and threw myself onto my bed. Why, why, why, why, why, why, why? Sobbing, I tried to get the image of Kaitlin out of my head. Although I was still alive, my soul was dead. I didn't know how long I was crying, but it seemed like years. I heard a knock on my door.

"James, are you alright?" came Carlos's voice, softly.

"No!" I continued sobbing.

"Kaitlin will probably forgive you."

"No she won't."

"How can you be so sure?"

"She's dead." That brought a fresh set of tears to my eyes. I missed Kaitlin. I loved Kaitlin. Why was I so stupid?

"What? James, talk to me."

"No. Go away."

I heard some talk in the hallway. Finally, I heard the guys walk in the direction of Kaitlin's room. As they came back, I heard them crying along with me. I had never been in so much pain. I shut out the world and cried myself into a deep sleep.

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I woke up shaking and my heart pounding. I was no longer in that cursed hotel. I was back on the bus. Kaitlin was lying next to me. She was alive.

"James, are you ok?" she asked me softly. It was still dark. "You were crying in your sleep." She brushed the sweat-soaked hair off of my forehead.

"I was dreaming." I sighed in relief. It wasn't real. I finally realized how much I hated Jenna. I would never hurt Kaitlin. Ever. Especially not with Jenna. "I love you so much, Kaitlin."

"I love you too, James."

I kissed Kaitlin, savoring it. After a dream that horrifically realistic, I had to make sure this wasn't my imagination. I held onto her real warmth and enjoyed the moments she was close to me.

End of chapter notes:

Well, I hope you liked it. Let me know if you find any errors. Did I confuse any of you? This was the most angst filled chapter ever! It was also my longest. I felt completely inspired. Please review. (: I will post a new chapter later on in the day. Next chapter will be lighter for your sake as well as mine. Off to get some tissues! )': Peace and love.