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Only one more chapter left in this story so sad that it's coming to an end. But, it's going to be a good ending. :)

James and Logan are helping Kendall pack for his departure to the rehab clinic across town. They have been told that he will be staying there for about six months. When he first arrives he will see a physiologist asking several questions. Kendall will be living in his own room with a twin bed, a window with curtains, several books/newspapers and no Internet.

" Do you want to take this shirt?" Logan asks Kendall holding up one of his favorite plaid shirts. Kendall smiles.

" Yeah," Logan folds the shirt and places in Kendall's bag.

" We're glad that you're taking responsibility of your health," James says as he finishes with folding a pair of jeans. He then zips Kendall's bag.

" Thanks for everything. I truly mean it," Kendall replies, he takes his bag slings it over his shoulder. The three make their way out of the apartment to James' car.

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The drive to the clinic was quiet only the radio playing in the background. James was driving and on occasion Logan would rub his thumb over James' knuckles then check on Kendall. Kendall had his head leaning against the glass he was fast asleep. Breathing steady and slow.

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" Kendall," Logan says as he shakes Kendall awake. " Kendall we're here. Wake up."

Kendall slowly arises from his sleep, rubs his eyes with his thumbs and sits up. Logan smiles, James opens Kendall's door and helps him out of the car. Kendall is half asleep still. The three walk into the clinic and meet a receptionist.

" Name please," she says. She looks about the age for forty.

" Kendall Knight," the lady types on the computer.

" Kendall Knight age nineteen. Addiction to Meth?" Kendall nods.

" Alright, please go over to the guard that are standing by the security system and that is your entrance to the clinic," all three nod and make their way to the guard.

" Thank you again," Kendall starts. " I'm really going to miss you two. Be good to each other. I hope when I get back you two will be engaged or something along those lines." James smiles widely while a blush creeps on Logan's face. Kendall pulls them into a hug.

" We'll miss you Kendall and we can't wait to see you in six months. Behave," Logan says. Kendall puts his bag through security and disappears passed the doors leading him to the clinic.

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" Kendall how are you?" The phycologist asks him. He sits there fiddling with his thumbs.

" I'm doing fine ma'am," she begins to take notes on Kendall's behavior and answers.

" What made you turn to drugs?" Kendall takes a deep inhale and begins the story.

" Last year, two months after my eighteenth birthday my boyfriend and best Carlos was murdered. My entire world came crashing down on me. Carlos was and still is my everything. I honestly don't really remember what made me go to drugs. I guess it made the pain go away or something, I honestly don't know. But that was just the beginning of the story. Six months before Carlos' murder my friends, James, Logan, Carlos and I got an opportunity to record an album here in Los Angeles. It was never really my dream to be here but I decided why not. After a week of tough harmonies and dance routines we had to perform in front of the record company. We honestly thought we would make it, but we didn't. The company only wanted James and I, not Logan or Carlos, a tear slips passed Kendall's face he ignores it and continues. " James and I declined the job, we couldn't be performers without our boyfriends/best friends by our sides," the woman rapidly takes notes.

" Could you describe your relationship with James and Logan?"

" Sure, they are the greatest of friends. I love them dearly, I've known them since I was about four years old, so fifteen years. We do almost everything together, play hockey, sing, dance, watch movies, snowboard and surf together. They are the most lovable, caring, laid-back and overall amazing friends." The woman smiles as she continues taking notes.

" What was your relationship with Carlos?"

" How in depth do you want me to go into?" The woman's eyebrows furrow.

" Umm as much as you want." Kendall again inhales and begins to explain.

" Well my relationship with Carlos was emotional and physical. We gotten together when we were sixteen, so two and half years before his death. I told him one day down by the ice rink back home, in Minnesota, that I was in love with him. He was a bit shocked but then revealed to me that he loved me back. I was so thrilled. I thought that he wouldn't feel the same about me. But I was elated that he loved me back.

Around our six month anniversary that's when it became a lot more physical. We would have sex almost every other night.

Lips colliding against one another clothing flying everywhere. Carlos straddling Kendall circling his hips against Kendall, creating noise to erupt from Kendall's throat. Carlos continues to circle until Kendall can't take it anymore.

They come down from their high and collapse next to each other.

"I love you," Kendall whispers into Carlos' hair.

" I love you too, forever and for always," Carlos whispers back kissing Kendall's temple.

It was never rough on either one of us, just perfect."

" Uh-m interesting. Thank you for coming to this session Kendall. Our next session in at the end of next week," the both stand up from the two black chairs and Kendall shakes the psychologist's hand and makes his way back to his room.

He sits on his bed pulling his pillow to his face tears begin to roll down his face.

" I miss you so much, Carlos. I miss you so much."

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