A/N: Okay yeah I wrote another story but this was stuck in my head. So I am posting it. Probably a two or three-shot. Our Own Little World will be updated. But now i have a job to add onto school in the fall so I'll squeeze in chapters for any works I have when possible. Now on with the story.

Logan walked down the streets of LA, head down, fighting the tears that threatened to fall. He was supposed to be backstage with the other guys, getting ready for a small Big Time Rush concert. But sadly he wasn't too fond of James at the moment, and he was sure the taller brunette felt the same.

"Logan! Get to your starting position faster for Til I Forget About You!" Gustavo called from the seats. "Try the switch again! Ending positions for Big Night! Now!" Logan sighed as the other three groaned. Moving back into positions, the smart boy took his place in between James and Carlos. "Good. Music stops, and you move. Now!" The boys quickly moved into positions. James and Kendall in the middle facing upstage, while Carlos and Logan stood on either end, facing off towards the sides. "Good! Five minute break, then the run through for after intermission!"

"Thank God, 'cause I've gotta pee." Carlos cried as he ran for the bathroom. The rest head out back for a drink.

"Man. Gustavo is not going easy on you is he." James mentioned.

"Like I didn't know that already." Logan glared.

"I'm just saying t-"

"James stop. He's being hard on all of us." Kendall hit the pretty boy in the arm then walked off to the bathroom.

"Okay." James rolled his eyes. "But he's got a point, Logan, you need to be faster in those transitions."

"Okay, James." Logan mumbled.

"And in costume changes,"

"Oka-"

"And when you warm up,"

"James."

"And when you use the bathroom."

"Oh look who's talking!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" James questioned, stopping his list to glare at the pale boy.

"James. You take an hour and a half in the bathroom in the morning, it takes Kendall, Carlos and I fifteen minutes each. The time it takes for you to just go to the bathroom."

"I have to look good, dude."

"Right." Logan scoffed.

"Yeah. Cause I'm 'The Face,'" James wiggled his fingers around his face, "of Big Time Rush. And that is important."

"Whatever, that's not a hard job, James."

"It's more than you do." Logan looked to James confused.

"What?"

"You don't contribute to the group. You keep messing up and slowing us down. You're the least popular of the group."

"James, stop..."

"No. You don't seem to want this."

"I do, and I'm trying my ha-"

"No Logan. You're not. You're being useless." James angrily claimed. Logan sniffed trying not to cry. After all, if that is what James thinks of him, then why make it worse by crying. But James noticed. "Logan..." James whispered, "I'm-" Logan ran away, out the stage door and into the streets. "Logan!"

Logan kept walking, not caring where he was going. Tear tracks were visible on his pale cheeks. His eyes were red and puffy. Sniffles and whimpers mixed with small sobs could be heard from the small boy.

"He's like Dad." Recalling his neglecting, verbally abusive father. "I'm useless. Worthless..." He stopped in front of a bus stop bench. "Why..." Logan collapsed onto the bench in a fit of sobs, not caring if he was being watched.

Meanwhile, back at the theatre, Kendall was pissed off. Seriously pissed off. Worse than Gustavo.

"Find him NOW!" The man yelled, causing Carlos to hide behind Kendall. James tried to do the same but the blond pushed him away. Gustavo walked away, Kelly following behind him. After seeing the two leave, Carlos and Kendall turned to the pretty boy.

"What the hell James?" the blond cried, anger radiating off of him. He was never like this. Sure, the leader was overprotective of them all, especially Logan. But being this mad has never happened. "Have you gone insane? Why would you do that to Logan?"

"I- I don't know... I was just- we just started... a little argument..." James ran a hand over his face and sighed. "I screwed up..."

"That's right you screwed up!" Carlos confirmed.

"James, why would you do that? After years of helping him, you trashed our hard work!" Kendall just couldn't help but be disappointed and angry at the tall brunette.

"Kendall... I-"

"No, I will deal with you later. Right now, we're gonna go find Logan, before something else happens." The blond walked out the door, Carlos following close behind. James sighed and walked after the other two, head down, shamefully.

Logan, on the other hand, sat on the same bench, tired, with dry tear tracks covering his face. He made no movement, no sound, didn't even acknowledge the stranger that sat next to him. At least not until they spoke.

"Girl break up with ya?" Why did that voice sound familiar. Logan shook his head.

"No my friend got angry at me and called me useless." Logan whispered.

"Isn't that what you are though?" The pale boy turned to explain something to the guy, but all thoughts left his mind as he came face to face with Hawk. He gasped and backed off from the bench as the tall man stood. Logan squeaked as he backed into someone else, spinning to see who, only to find Wayne Wayne, backed by his 'posse.' Oh dear. "My, my... is someone trapped?" Hawk laughed behind him. The small boy was scared now, and looked for an escape. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw an alleyway that lead to the next street. Here goes nothing... He took off running. The sounds of feet shuffling and voices shouting followed. Soon he was out on the street again weaving through the crowds trying to save himself. Kendall, please save me...

"Come on Logan. Where are you?" Carlos spoke as he checked down the fifteenth alley, looking for his younger friend. "Will we ever find him?"

"Yes Carlos we'll find him. We have to." Kendall reassured.

"We wouldn't have to look for him if someone had kept their mouth shut." The Latino directed towards guilty looking teen behind them.

"Sorry?" James bit his lip. The blond spun around to face to brunette, anger radiating off of him, eyes narrowed.

"You're gonna be sorry if something happened to him." He turned back and continued walking forward, determined to find his best friend, his little brother. Logan...

Logan cried out as his back hit the brick wall. Snickers were heard from to group of guys in front of him. Chocolate brown eyes opened, full of fear, watching his attackers. I'm gonna die...

"Aww, is someone scared." Hawk taunted as he stepped closer.

"I'd be scared, if I was him." Wayne-Wayne smirked as he revealed a pocketknife, then pput it back in his pocket. Logan blinked to hold the tears back. He sniffed a bit. "Oh, he's crying." The bad boy advanced laughing, the others following his lead. "Well, I'll give him something to cry about." One minute Wayne-Wayne was laughing, the next he was dead serious driving a fist into Logan's abdomen. Said boy cried out as pain surged through his torso. "That..." the older boy whispered into the pale boy's ear, "was for getting kick out of the band." He stepped away, watching as the genius wrapped his arms around himself, head down. Logan let the tears fall free. He whimpered knowing that more was to come.

"And this is for getting me in trouble with the law and almost ruining my career." Logan looked up in time for Hawk's fist to meet his cheek.

"Come on, Logan! Where are you?" James spoke out loud.

"Logie!" Carlos called, desperate to find their resident genius.

"God we have been looking for hours." Kendall kicked at a rock, worry and anger reaching new heights. All was quiet for a few moments until Kendall's phone started ringing, a John Mayer song reaching the boys' ears. The blond scrambled digging the device from out of his pocket, holding it up seeing Incoming Logan flashing on the screen. He answered it. "Logan?"

"K-Kendall..." He sounded like he was crying, tired, and scared.

"Logan, what happened? Are you alright?" Kendall was happy that Logan was alive, but the problem now was where he is.

"I-I was beat u-up... It h-hurts..." Soft sobs came through the phone, letting the blond know that his little brother was in distress. Kendall glared at James for a moment, before focusing back on Logan.

"Okay, shh... shh... Where are you right now?" He spoke softly. The sounds of Logan mumbling to himself, most likely trying to recall where he was.

"Uh.." Logan sniffed. "I don't k-know." Small sobs worming their way through his speech.

"Hey, hey, shh..." Kendall needed him to stay calm and tell him anything that could help. "Logan is there a restaurant or a store that you can see?" Soft murmurs came through the phone.

"There's a 'G-gary's Comics' store across the street." Logan hiccuped.

"Okay, good. Carlos will look up the address and we'll be there soon okay?"

"Don't hang up on me, please?" The small boy whimpered over the phone. His soft voice held that terrified tone that nearly broke Kendall's heart.

"Alright, okay. I'm still here." Kendall cooed as Carlos showed the address on his phone. "Okay we have the address. We're coming to get you."

"Hurry..." was the whispered reply.

A/N: Watcha think. Good, not good... Crappy even.

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