AN: I don't own anything except for the characters that I created.
Kendall's POV:
We all raced to where Logan was. Through the camera we saw Logan attack Andrew, and we immediately went to go help him.
As we arrived, the first thing we saw Andrew about to pull the trigger on his gun again. "Put your hands up Andrew Roberts! You're under arrest for child abuse."
Startled, Andrew drops his gun. The police takes it as their chance to catch him. Locked up in handcuffs, Andrew is taken inside a cop car and taken away.
Logan and Camille are in horrible shapes. Logan looks like he'll be okay while I'm not too sure about Camille.
Everyone gasps at the sight of them. Both are unconscious but it's clear that Logan took the bullet for Camille. Camille. She's way worse than Logan. She just looks so broken and bloody. It's so hectic. Paramedics and policemen running around, frantically trying to find a pulse. Logan and Camille are carried onto stretchers and all of us make an attempt to go with them.
"Only one person for each," none of us wants to argue so Jo goes with Camille while I go with Logan. The others follow behind as we are whisked away to the hospital.
I'm pacing back and forth in the waiting room while Jo sits in a chair worse off than me. Tears are streaming down her face. I'm being a terrible boyfriend. I crouch down in front of her.
"Hey, it's going to be alright, okay?"
"What if it's not, Kendall? What if – what if-," I can't bear to hear more so I cut her off with a kiss.
"Don't say that- you have to believe that they're strong enough to fight this battle."
Jo nods and I pull her onto my lap. Her head is against my chest and my chin is resting on top of her head. Crash! I look up to see what happened only to find Carlos with broken glass around him. Stephanie, James and several cops are behind them.
"What happened? Are there any news of them yet?"
"I don't know- no one's telling us anything."
Hours were passing by and we still had no information on either Logan or Camille. By this time, Mom and Katie have joined us. Everyone was a mess- even the guys were crying. Two of my best friends were fighting between life and death and all we could do was wait and watch.
"Let me see if they'll tell me anything," I say breaking the long silence.
I get up after placing Jo in the seat next to me. I struggle on my feet because my knees are wobbling so much. As much as I want to know what's wrong, I'm terrified. What if something really bad happened? Then it would've been better not to know.
"Ex- excuse me, I would like some information on two patients here/"
"What are their names, sweetie?"
"Camille Roberts and Logan Mitchell," I say, my voice cracking.
As she types into the computer, I feel my heart sinking lower and lower. Jo words echo through my head. "What if it's not, Kendall? What if – what if-." I shake my head to get rid of negative thoughts.
"I'm sorry. No information can be given out at this time."
I feel furious. How we be sitting here for hours and not know the destiny of our friends?
"Look, I need to know right now! We have been waiting for hours and no one has told us anything!" I scram into her face.
"Please leave or I'm going to have to throw you out!"
Before I can say something, I'm being pulled back with my friends. "What do you think you're doing?" James asks. "You're not thinking straight! You can't get kicked out."
We're back to waiting. There's a dead silence in the air besides the tick-tock of the clock.
"Who's here for Logan Mitchell and Camille Roberts?" a deep voice startles us.
"We are!" immediately everyone jumps up and looks eagerly at the doctor. The grim expression on his face told us something that we did not want to know.
"Do you want the good news or the bad news first?"
"The good news," answered for everyone.
"Well, the good news is that Logan is going to be just fine. The bullet was taken out but it didn't hit any arteries. He lot a decent amount of blood but we had enough in the blood bank for him. He'll be in a lot of pain but he'll get better."
For once in a long time, I was relieved. My best friend would be just fine. Then a horrible thought occurred to me.
"Wh- what about Camille?" I ask stuttering over my words.
Jo's POV:
I heard my boyfriend stutter over his word. This wasn't like him. His usual confident and out-going self was gone replaced by a scared teenager. But we all were. No one was themselves. James didn't care about his hair or looks and Carlos' helmet hadn't been seen in days. Stephanie didn't scare people and even I had changed. I wasn't my sweet, optimistic self. I couldn't help but think negatively at times. Logan was by far the worst of all of us. Sometimes he would just sit there for hours and stare into space. He hadn't touched a math book for days, and cried everyday
As much as I was relieved to find that Logan was okay, but I knew this wasn't the end. The world was passing by me. I was altered into another reality. I was in shock. I only heard bits of what the doctor said. Cuts. Bruises. Blood loss. Assault. Coma. Dying.
I couldn't take this anymore, the pressure. My best friend Camille might die. It wasn't fair- what did she ever do to deserve this? I needed to see her to make sure she wasn't dead. Pressure was building up on me. I felt so heavy that I couldn't even hold my own weight. Tears and black spots blurred my vision.
"JO!" I heard my friends call my name. This wasn't right- they should be worrying about Camille not me. Then, it all went black.
Kendall's POV:
"JO!" we all shouted as we witnessed her collapse.
Before she could hit the ground, I caught her in my arms. I lay her down and gently shake her.
"Here, use this," the doctor hands me glass of water. I gently spray some water on her as she flutters her beautiful, bloodshot, but brown eyes open.
"What happened?" she asks.
"You fainted," I answer, placing a sweet kiss on her forehead.
I helped her up and hold her close to me. "I should be asking you what happened."
"I'm not sure," he voice trails off.
"It looks like Jo hasn't been eating," a male voice interrupts us.
Jo immediately blushes and ducks away. I raise a questioning eyebrow at her and pull her back towards me.
"What is he talking about?" I whisper, his voice full of concern. "When's the last time you ate?"
When I didn't receive an answer I asked again. "When was the last time you ate Jo?" I asked even more seriously. She began to back away from me when I pulled her yet again. Hot tears began running down her beautiful face. "When?"
"I-I don't know. Maybe a few days ago."
I gasp as do the rest of our friends. "Why would you do that to yourself love?"
"I don't know I- I couldn't eat anything. If I did, it just came back up, so I gave up."
My heart sank. It had been going on for days and I hadn't even noticed? By now we were all crying.
"Can we see them?" I ask surprised that I hadn't asked before.
"Yes but only one at a time for Camille. Logan may be resting so be quiet if he is. Logan's in room 145 and Camille's in room 147," with that Doctor Steven left.
"Wait a minute," I say and make a dash for the cafeteria. I return with a pudding cup in hand and give it to Jo. "Eat up."
As we make our way to Logan's room I can't help but feel nervous. Was he okay mentally? Physically? I pushed open the door to find Logan in a white hospital bed.
He was crying. For the first time in years, he let us see him cry. These past few days, while we knew he was crying, he didn't cry in front of us. He sniffles and then blushes when he sees us. "Hey guys," he stammers.
"Oh, my poor baby!" my mom cries out and hugs him tightly.
"Don't scare me like that again big bro," Katie says as she playfully punches him arm. Then she leans in and gives him a hug. Even my strong baby sister is crying.
"Wouldn't dream of it baby sis," even though he has been crying, Logan cracks a small smile, happy that Katie considers him her big brother as well.
Soon, mom and Katie leave, leaving us alone with Logan.
"It's all my fault," I heard Logan whisper.
"No, it's not Logan. None of us knew that this would happen. No one was prepared."
I looked around to see that everyone was just as shocked as I was. No one blamed anyone but Andrew.
"I could have stopped him but no- I'm too weak and pathetic. I wouldn't blame anyone if they hated me."
"No one hates you Logan. We're all here for you. None of us blame you- in fact I doubt anyone would have been as strong as you are."
"Where's Camille?" he asks suddenly, frantically searching.
My heart sinks. How can I tell him that his girlfriend is in a coma and terribly injured?
"Listen Logan…. Camille wasn't as well off as you were when you came in."
"She's gone. No she- she can't be. She didn't deserve any of this. No I- she," before he could finish, he burst into tears. I pulled him into a group hug as he sobbed into our shoulders.
"Shhh. No Logan. She's not dead but just- just beat up and in comatose. We still have to go see her."
"She's not?" Logan asked, genuinely surprised, his face bursting with happiness.
But both of us knew that she was halfway there. People die from comas all the time especially when they have other physical injuries as well.
"Can I go see her? To make sure she's alright?" he asks, sounding younger than he actually was.
"As tempting as that sounds, you have to rest and get better. Besides, we're going to check up on her right now. Now rest." I order as we all make our way out of his room.
What I didn't see was Logan taking out a picture out of his pocket and staring at it until he broke down into tears.
AN: A long chapter to make up for the last one. This chapter is the longest ones yet. How was that? I know it probably wasn't as good as you all hoped it would be but I tried. Logan's trying to be strong . Next chapter is all about Camille. I am going to be REALLY busy for the next few weeks but I'll try to update so you guys don't have to wait so long but no promises. You guys are all awesome. This story already has like 45 reviews and for me that's outstanding. Thank you to everyone who reading and reviewing. Love you guys!
P.S. I managed to sneak in a little Jendall/ Kenjo fluff! I'm really proud that I was able to. If you think I did a good job, leave it in your review! Should I include more or not?
P.P.S My author's notes at the end of each chapter are getting to long right? I am trying to keep them short but I have a lot to say.
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