So, Christmas was a bust. I didn't get a single damn thing I wanted! Neither did anyone else, that's for sure, but still! No Choir, no fun, beat, violated and confused! I never get what I want. I rolled my eyes annoyed by all the aggravating thoughts circling in my head. I sounded selfish and whiny. I know life is unfair but after all the bullshit nothing good happened.

I picked up my pillow and thew it across the room. Half the hockey trophies won back in Minnesota knocked off the dresser. Christmas day and here I sit at Palmwoods in my apartment bedroom. After the clattering of the trophies falling stopped, dead silence remained again. I listened carefully to see if anyone was outside the room. But like inside, the outside remained undisturbed by sound. Life was untraceable. I got up and into my wheelchair. God, I can't wait till I'm out of this damn thing.

Carlos was on the couch, asleep. A candy cane hung from the corner of his mouth, a Santa hat sideways off his head, dressed in only frosty the snowman pj pants. It was a long ride home and it took a good part of the night to brush Kendall up on some of the important things. As soon as we were all free from the hospital Mrs. Knight didn't wait a second to leave. Gustavo was called and informed of what went down. An hour later a helicopter came and we were all shipped back to Palmwoods. I didn't really care though. I wanted to go back. The bitter cold was all to haunting of that awful night. I just wanted to feel the sunshine. I wanted life to go back to being normal. I just wanted to for get. I can't think of it. I hit myself in the head to try and force the thoughts out. But the thought and disgusting feeling came back. I wanted to vomit. He touched me. I've never felt so violated in my life. It made me so fucking angry. My fist clenched tightly. I'm glad that son of a bitch is dead.

Logan came in when he was about to say something he spotted Carlos. A grin grew across his face. He took his cell phone out and took a picture of Carlos. I smirked. "This is going on our Christmas card," he said. He looked at me. "Gustavo wants to talk to us in in office."

Probably about yesterday...

Logan walked over to the stereo and turned it on. He put in of the CD setting and turned the volume dial all the way up. "I shall wake up Carlos if you don't mind," he said. I raised an eye brow.

"He's going to kill you," I warned him chuckling.

Logan sniggered to himself then pressed play. Suddenly, "Rocking Around The Christmas Tree." Blasted through the apartment. Carlos won't up startled. He immediately got to his feet and began to run left and right not sure of what way to go. Logan and James bursted out laughing.

"Ah! Too good!" Logan said.

When we finally got to Gustavo's office, Kendall, Kelly and Choir were already there. Choir looked pale as hell.

"Are you okay?" I asked her. She just smiled faintly.

The four of us lined up in front of Gustavo. He took in a deep breath. "I just want to thank you four and tell you I am glad that you are all okay," He took his hat off and rubbed the top of his head before placing it back on. He continued. "I know you did your best to protect my daughter. Um...I'm going to give you the month off to recuperate...heal. Hopefully Kendall is back to his old self. In the mean time try and get him back to speed with what's going on"

Kendall raised his hand. "Yes?"

"About that...I'm not sure I'm comfortable with being a backup belly dancer..." He said. Gustavo shoot looks at the other three who were laughing but were quick to fix themselves when Gustavo had looked at them.

"The plan is to remind him not screw with him," Gustavo said.

They nodded. Gustavo looked back at Kendall. "You're not a back up belly dancer. You're the lead singer of Big Time Rush. Look in one month and it's back to business. We'll have a lot to do so no foolishness or letting personal problems interfere. Understand?" The all nodded.

Choir then smacked a hand to her mouth. She ran out quickly.

"She isn't feeling well," Kelly said.

"Is she going to be okay?" I asked again.

"I'm taking her to the hospital to get her checked out. I'm sure it's just one of the side effects of the meds that she is on," Kelly said trying to wave the issue off and to assure us. I still didn't feel assured though.

When we filed out the office – me wheeling myself – Kendall spoke. "I have to go see my girlfriend down by the pool."

"Girlfriend?" I repeated.

"Yeah...Jo?" Kendall said. "Choir told me we just started going out. Jo's nice. Real pretty too."

The lies just keep going. Nothing I can do about it. If it's what Choir wants it that way then she'll have it that way. When we got to the lounge Kendall continued onto the pool area where Jo sat in one of the long chairs. "Why did Choir tell him he goes out with Jo?" Carlos asked.

"She probably needs time after everything. Probably felt this was the best way without breaking up with him and ultimately breaking his heart. Good intentions but when he starts to remember he won't be happy," Logan theorized. He was probably right.

Later that day I figured I go check to see if Choir was okay. I spotted Kelly at one of the vending machines kicking and shaking it for her bag of chips. The people here are crazy...

I went to her apartment and knocked on the door. "Come in," I heard her say and once I opened the door Choir screamed. She was shirtless wearing only a dark green bra. I was quick to close the door.

"Sorry!" I shouted.

"I said coming!" She yelled. It wasn't my fault if they sounded almost alike. When the door swung open she stood there wearing a yellow silk blouse.

"You're so asking for it, James Diamond."

"I'm really really sorry. I thought you said come in." I said honestly. Choir sighed deeply and walked back into her room. I followed and closed the door behind me. She began to pace back and forth. I eyed her curiously. "Are you okay?" I asked as she began to bite her nails.

She pushed her bangs out her face with the other hand. "Choir?" I asked.

She shook her head fast. "I'm pr...ant..." She said something barely audible.

"What?"

"I'm PREGNANT!" She shouted. My mouth dropped and I could feel my body tense up.

Jessie...oh my god. "Choir, I'm so sorry. Are you going to keep it?" I asked.

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I?" She spat at me angrily.

"Choir...you were..."I paused then whispered. "raped."

She stopped dead in her tracks staring at me. "What!' she yelled. "I was what? Are you out your mind? I wasn't raped. Is that what every one thinks?"

"You were acting pretty crazy,"

"That's insensitive James. I was traumatized not raped."

"So if you weren't raped then who's..." Then it hit me. "Kendall..."I breath.

Choir went into deep thought.

"This is bad. Really, really bad."

"Don't you think I know that?" Choir snapped. "This could ruin Kendall's life and break up the band."

"Choir you can't tell anyone this. This is crazy. That would be wrong though. You have to at least tell everything to Kendall or your dad. You can't let them think you were raped. If Kendall is the dad he has the right to know.

Choir laughed shaking her head. "Oh yeah, tell my dad. He'll kill Kendall. Telling Kendall...oh no...everyone we'll end up knowing...no...I can't. It's for Kendall's own good." She then grabbed my arms. "I got it!" she said in a eureka voice.

"What?" I asked.

"Everyone thinks I was raped right?" She asked.

"Yes..." I said trying to see where she was going with this.

"And they're going to continue to think that. I'm pregnant with Jessie's baby not Kendall's. Kendall doesn't remember we had sex the night of the alleged rape"

"He'll eventually remember," I reminded her.

"I'll stick by that until he does and when he does remember I'll tell him a paternity test was taken. Kendall's life will not be ruined because of me,"

"You can't expect me to keep that kind of secret from Kendall. He's my best friend," I said.

"James, please?" she pleaded.

Fuck me...

Well, I don't know if I'm going to continue anymore with the Houston stories. I had a forth and final one to do but I'm just not sure. You know? Hope you liked the last chapter though...