So,thank you guys for your reviews last chapter! So as you know, I changed real people's names from the Titanic to characters from BTR. I thought it to be fit, I didn't want to like,offend there memory by using there name or something. Also,dude I love Molly Brown. She. Was. Fucking. Awesome. Also! Kendall and Logan meet!
"This your private closed in deck,sir. Would you be needing anything?"
Wally swirled the wine in his wince glass around, shaking his head and gesturing for the man to leave, he swept a hand back threw his gelled hair,and ran a hand over his white vest,slowly making his way into Kendall's suite, Eliza and Stephanie were in there with him, Eliza was in a seat,sipping some tea from a china glass,and Stephanie was helping a frowning Kendall look at all the paintings.
Kendall hated this room. It was like everything he had despised ever in his life all in one place. The polished walls. Antique furniture. His mother. His fiancee.
Actually the only thing he did like in that room was the paintings,and Stephanie.
Stephanie was a year older then he was,but they had grown up together. Her mother,Nora, used to be there old maid and she would bring Stephanie along to work and Kendall would play with her.
That of course,was when there family was still rich,his father was still alive, and his mother wasn't such a cold women who let him have his own life.
Eliza had once been a kind women,but now with age, and the greed of money,so no longer was.
She had never cared all that much for Kendall. Sophia had always been her favorite. She had found a rich husband which made Eliza favor her even more.
And on top of that Sophia did wonderful things with her life apparently. She was pregnant with a Carter baby, for one. She had a high class wedding which had given there family attention they had needed apparently. She had been top of her class in school,and she was in the clothes designing business.
That alone would give them a decent amount of money. But no. Eliza wanted more. So Kendall was to marry Wallace Micheal Dooley,one of the richest men ever. And to be unhappy for the rest of his life.
But he would never tell anyone that.
"Stephanie have you seen- oh you know which one. The one with all the faces on it." Stephanie handed Kendall the painting he had wanted and he held it infront of him.
"Yes. We need some color in this room. I feel like I'm in a coffin or something."
"Its very nice." Camille,the other maid said.
"God not those finger paintings again. They were such a waste of money. Couldnt you have wanted clothes or something else,Kendall?" Wally wondered.
"Nope. Besides, the difference between Wally's taste and mine is that I actually have some. Isn't that right,dear? There fascinating if anything. I think there beautiful." Kendall said. "Like being inside a dream or something. " Kendall whispered.
This was why he loved these paintings. They held beauty. Excitement. Life. Freedom. All the things that Kendall wished he had. They were his escape from the pain of life.
"There's truth but no logic." He added. He picked up a painting and walked into the attached room, Stephanie walking quickly behind him.
"Thankfully they were cheap." Wally murmured to Griffin.
Griffin chuckled darkly.
At the second stop, A woman come aboard named Lucinda Stone, we all called her Lucy,her husband had struck gold somewhere out west and Mother called her new money,whatever that meant. By the next afternoon we were steaming on the west of Ireland,nothing out ahead of us but ocean.
Logan laughed when he reached the head of the boat, Carlos right behind him, he stopped so he was leaning on the railing and looked over, eyes widening in amazement,watching the dolphins in the water race with each other and the ship. They seemed content on winning.
"Look at that!" Logan cried,pointing at them with bright eyes. While Carlos looked at the dolphins, Logan looked at the water, it was splashing halfway up the ship and at a certain wave, some droplets landed on Logan's pale face, it was freezing cold, even if it was a beautiful afternoon. Logan couldn't help but shiver.
"I can see the statue of liberty already, it is very small of course." Carlos said,
Logan laughed at him and pretended he saw it too,and Carlos chuckled.
"I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD!" Logan screamed, standing on part of the railing, he and Carlos cheered and laughed at one another, smiling hugely as they looked out in front of them.
It was the free-ist they had ever been.
"Its the largest moving ship in the world. Our Mr, Zevon here thought it up all by himself." Mr, Bitters said.
"I dont think so. Mr,Bitters here envisioned a steamer so grand and so luxurious, that it would never be challenged." Dak Zevon told them all.
And by all, at that table was Eliza, Wally, Sophia, Collin, Mr Bitters, Mr Zevon, Lucy Stone,and Kendall. His mother sat on his right dressed in a red and white lace gown,and a black hate impressed with huge fake roses into it, Wally was on his other side. His hair was gelled back neatly and he was dressed in a clean suit. Lucy was sitting across from Kendall and she looked amuse but the talk.
Kendall didn't like this sort of talk. It was so boring. Well at least his mother made it boring. If she hadn't been there, he would have asked Mr Zevon a thousand and one questions about it.
He groaned and took out a cigarette,sighing happily as the smoke entered his lungs,and when he blew it gently into the air.
"You know I dont like that Kendall." His mother told him sternly but softly.
"He knows." Wally said, grabbing it from him and giving it to the waiter to throw away as he told him his and Kendall's orders.
"You like lamb dont you,chestnut?" Wally asked Kendall. Kendall gave him a huge fake smile and nodded his head.
Lucy raised her eyebrows at him. "You gonna cut his food too,Wally?" she asked him, Wally glared at her but before he could say anything,she changed the subject to the name of Titanic. Mr, Bitters said he wanted it to do with size.
Kendall worshiped that women.
"Do you know of Doctor Floyd, Mr,Bitters? His ideas of the dominant males preoccupation with size might be of interest to you."
Both Mr Zevon,and Lucy smirked widely.
"Whats gotten into you,Kendall?"
"Excuse me." Kendall muttered,and then he got up and he stormed off onto deck.
"I do apologize." Eliza said.
"He's a pistol,Wally. Hope you can handle him." Lucy said with a smirk.
"Well I guess I'll have to mind what he reads from now on,wont I Mrs,Stone?" Wally replied coldly.
"Floyd who is he? Is he a passenger?" Mr, Bitters wondered.
Logan sat on a bench on the third class deck, drawing paper in his lap as he looked back and forth between his drawing and the little girl who was being held by her father both were looking over the railing.
It was a beautiful day. Everyone seemed in high spirits, and the air was warm with the smallest of breezes running threw everyone's hair. The air smelled liked sunshine and musk.
"The ship is nice,eh?" Carlos asked.
He was talking to another man who was sitting near them, he had dark brown hair that fell into hazel eyes, he wore a hat and he was taller then both Carlos and Logan.
"It's Irish." The man told Carlos.
"It is English,no?" Carlos wondered.
"No. fifteen thousand Irish men built this ship. Solid as a rock." he told Carlos.
A few men walked past them then, walking the dogs from first class.
"That's typical,bringing the first class dogs down here so they can take a shit."
"Ah it lets us know were we lay in the seem of things." Logan said looking up from his drawing.
"Like we could forget." The Irish man said with a dark smile. He held out a hand to Logan then, "I'm James Diamond."
"Logan Mitchell." Logan said,tipping his hat.
Then he shook hands with Carlos.
James looked at what Logan was drawing, he was obviously very talented, it was like someone had taken a picture and glued it onto the piece of paper. He knew he would never be able to do that,even if he practiced all of his life. Carlos commented on Logan's drawings all the time.
But Logan didn't answer. Instead he was staring up,and when he looked behind him he saw what he was staring at.
A blonde haired boy had just walked out onto deck. He was wearing a light gray vest over a white shirt,and black slacks hugged his small ass and tiny hips tightly. His little hands were resting on the railing and he was staring off into the horizon.
He was definitely first class. But his expression didn't show it. His large green eyes were dark with depression,and his light pink lips were set into a sad frown. He looked depressed. sad. lost. As if he had a horrible fate,but had already accepted it.
"Ah forget it boyo, it is more likely angels fly out your ass then getting next to the likes of him." James told him, with a smirk on his face.
Logan didn't answer. He... He was beautiful. In a sad, way. He was the most beautiful thing that Logan had ever seen in all of his life.
Carlos was laughing and waving his hand in front of Logan's face. But Logan was to taken by this boy to look away.
The boys head turned to look on the low deck for a moment,running over Logan, he went to look back into the horizon but then looked back at Logan, his cheeks burning when he meet eyes with Logan.
His eyes were green. The most beautiful eyes Logan had ever seen in his life.
But just as quickly as there eyes meet, they were torn away,someone came up behind the blonde, a man in a dark gray suit grabbed his arm,
Kendall turned around when he felt a hard grip on his upper arm.
"Get back inside and apologize right now. How dare you embarrass me like that." Wally growled.
"Wally your hurting me." Kendall whimpered.
"You better start minding me,boy." Wally warned darkly,he squeezed his arm even tighter for a moment, before releasing him.
I saw my whole life as if I'd already lived it. An endless parade of parties and cotillions, yachts and polo matches. Always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. I felt like I was standing at a great precipice, with no one to pull me back, no one who cared... or even noticed.
Kendall was crying softly as he ran across the decks, his shoes slapped against the hard wood with soft bangs, tears burned his eyes, his throat was raw with sobs, and his cheeks were smeared with tear trails.
He couldn't take this any more. He couldn't. He didn't want to live anymore. Not like this. Not this horrible, dry, polished life. .?docid=27483166With a fiancee who verbally abused him,and such a horrible mother. Who cared about money more then her own son.
He bumped into people as he ran down stairs,and over decks,but that was the last thing that mattered to him.
He ran threw the empty back deck, there was no one there,or anyone near there,there was lines of benches but Kendall didn't look at any of them as he ran past them.
So that was why he missed Logan. Logan was laying on the bench,looking up at the beautiful starie night sky and smoking a cigarette when he heard Kendall run by him.
Kendall leaned against the railing, looking down at the deep ocean. Tears ran down his red blotched face, sobs erupting from his throat. He whimpered, finally. Finally his escape he could have. He looked up at the random light above his head for a moment,shaking his hair out of his face, his pale hands locked around the rail, he was trembling all over, his hands shaking violently.
He looked over his shoulder once more to make sure that no one was there,and from what he could see there wasn't anyone.
He slowly climbed up the rails, holding the post that the lantern was on as he slowly got one leg of the railing, he pulled his pants up a bit so he wouldn't trip over it,which was stupid he was going to fall anyways. He paused for a moment with one leg on either side. Then,slowly he got the other leg over.
And he turned so his back was to the ship, he was holding the railing on either side of him. He inched forward,just about to let go when,
"Don't do it!"
Kendall gasped and turned around. He saw a brunet man with a cigarette in his hand, he was thoroughly lower class it appeared,but fuck, was he handsome. Better looking then any man he had ever seen.
"Get away from me!" Kendall screamed at once.
"Come on. Just- Just come on. Gimme your hand." He tried to convince Kendall.
" I'll let go! I swear I will! get away from me you moron! GET AWAY!" Kendall cried.
The man bite his lip,holding his cigarette up high so Kendall could see it and then he threw it into the ocean, the man smiled softly, "No you wont." he told him.
"What do you mean, "No, I won't"? Dont you dare try to tell me what to do! You dont own me!" Kendall told him. Who the hell did he think he was? How dare he even think he could do that. Fuck him.
"Well, you woulda done it already." Logan shrugged his shoulders at the blonde.
"Go away you dumbass! Let me kill myself already!" Kendall screamed. He was gonna do it. Yes he was. And nothing this dude was gonna say to him would change that.
"I can't. I'm involved now. I've seen you. You let go, and I'm gonna have to jump over that stupid railing myself." Logan said as he stripped his jacket off of himself,placing it randomly on the floor
"Don't be crazy. You'd be killed you fucking lunatic!" Kendall told him with a frown. Just because he wanted to die. It didn't mean this dude had to be crazy and do it to himself too. That was stupid.
"I'm a good swimmer." Logan told him.
"The fall alone would kill you." Kendall replied. Sure of it...or at least...he thought he was.
"It would hurt. Tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold then you jumping right now. Because you wont. You aint gonna do it. We both know it. " Logan said honestly,looking down at the water in distaste.
Logan started to remove his boots from his feet,placing them down on the deck,along with his jacket.
"We dont know anything! Especially you!"
"I'm just saying its pretty damn cold."
"How cold?" Kendall asked him softly. He had never liked the cold. His skin was extremely sensitive,more sensitive then a babies he thought,so would that mean it would be even colder to him then it was to this man?
"Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over. You ever, uh, you ever been to Wisconsin or Minnesota or anywhere up there?"
"What? "
"Well, they have some of the coldest winters around. I grew up in Texas but my grandparents used to live near Chippewa Falls in Wisconsin . I remember when I was a kid, me and my father, we went ice fishing out on Lake Wissota when we were visiting one time. Ice fishing is, you know, where you... " Logan started to explain what it was but Kendall interrupted him.
"I know what ice fishing is!" Kendall yelled at him sternly.
"Sorry. You just seem like, you know, kind of an indoor girl. Anyway, I, uh, I fell through some thin ice; and I'm telling you, water that cold, like right down there..." he hesitated for a moment to gesture to the water, "... it hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you at once." Logan whispered. "You can't breathe. You can't think. At least, not about anything but the pain. Which is why I'm not looking forward to jumping in there after you." Logan sighed,and that was when Kendall realized he wasn't kidding.
"Like I said, I don't have a choice. I guess I'm kinda hoping you'll come back over the railing, an' get me off the hook here." Logan continued.
"You're crazy." Kendall gasped.
"That's what everybody says but, with all due respect, sir, I'm not the one hanging off the back of a ship here. Come on. C'mon, give me your hand. You don't want to do this." Logan said softly, trying to coax the blonde into seeing his way.
"But...But I dont wanna...I want to die,though.' Kendall whimpered.
"Its okay. Everything will be okay. Just... Please. Take my hands...Please." Logan begged.
Kendall slowly took his hand, he turned around and ever so slowly he came face to face with the brunet.
"I'm Logan. Logan Mitchell." Logan whispered.
"Kendall Francis Cedric Crawford Knight." Kendall said.
"You might have to write that down for me." Logan chuckled.
"You can just call me Kendall." Kendall assured him.
"Well Kendall,how about we get you out of here" Kendall nodded, he moved his foot up higher up the railing,but just as he did his pant leg got caught under his foot,and he slipped bringing Logan halfway, he was dangling screaming.
"Help! Please oh god please help me!" Kendall cried, sobbing.
"Listen. Kendall Listen to me. I got you." Kendall whispered. "I promise. I wont let go. I'll never let you go. Pull yourself up,Kendall,I got you."
Kendall slowly let go of one of Logan's hands screaming, grabbing the railing at once, it took him a few goes but with all his strength and Logan pulling him, he got up, Logan grabbed him by his hips and both of them landed on the deck, Logan on top of Kendall,both of them panting.
"Get away from him!"
So that was the end of this chapter. What did you guys think? I sort of tried to play around with the script so I wasnt like, quoting things Sooo,hoped you guys still liked it? so,please review and answer my new poll!
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Sarah