Carlos stayed home from school the next day. Logan was really lonely- Carlos wouldn't let him stay home, too, because Mrs. Garcia was going to be there to take care of him. Logan had to sit at lunch, watching as Kendall and James were all cutesy together and wishing Carlos was there to start a mini food fight or tickle Logan playfully. Around the school, the table that they sat was known as the "Queer Corner", which embarrassed Logan to no end that people knew about them. Kendall and James made it no secret, but Logan had no idea how they knew about him and Carlos.

The next day at school, Logan was late to multiple classes as he was helping Carlos around before going to class. He was excused, of course, but he still hated being the center of attention when he came in and class had already started. People whispered. They ALWAYS whispered. First it was about the Bible that he used to carry around, which he didn't anymore. Then it was about how he was adopted. Now the topic was that he was a queer and there was such a conflict of interest that they couldn't NOT talk about it.

It was that Friday night and Logan and Carlos were in the game room. They weren't playing games- Carlos wasn't in the mood for games. So Logan sat there on the couch in the room and Carlos laid his feet, one in a neon pink cast, in his lap. Logan knew that Carlos was in a shit mood because his leg hurt all night lately, causing him to not be able to sleep. Even when he DID text Logan to tell him to come in and sleep with him, in hopes that that would help, Logan always fell asleep first, leaving Carlos staring at the ceiling.

"Know what Sunday is?" Carlos asked sleepily, laying his head on the back of the couch.

"Something significant..."

"Six months!" Carlos grinned. "We're gonna spend all day doin' fun couple stuff."

"Like church?"

Carlos face fell and he looked hurt.

"No. You're not gonna go to church, are you?"

"I go EVERY Sunday. You know that." Logan said, running his fingertips lightly over the curly black hairs on Carlos's legs.

"I thought MAYBE you would make an acception. For me." Carlos grumbled. "Six months is a big thing, Loge. That's half a year."

"Well come WITH me."

"Logan! Come ON!"

"What's the big deal?"

"The big deal is that I'm sick of me being number two on Logan Mitchell's list of priorities. It's ALWAYS your religion. ALWAYS. I'm sick of it." Carlos said, attempting to get up.

"Are you kidding?" Logan asked. "Los, this isn't funny."

"You know, for once I'm not kidding around." Carlos said, getting to his feet and using his crutches to make his way out of the game room.

"Carlos!"

"Logan!"

"So what? You want me to just STOP being a Christian?" Logan asked, following Carlos into his bedroom. "After all God has done for me?"

"Like what?"

"Huh?"

"WHAT has God done for you?"

Logan thought about this a second.

"Nothing. He has done NOTHING for you. He didn't stop your dad from killing your mom and almost you. He didn't bring your relatives to the orphanage to claim you. He didn't stop everyone from finding out your precious secret of being GAY. Cause that's such a horrible thing that people know you're in love. And most of all- he's done nothing to stop your life from being HELL. So why do you stick with him, Logan? You're already TAINTED by me."

Logan stood there in shock, refusing to accept what Carlos was saying.

"I'm tired. Just- go to bed." Carlos said in defeat, turning and sitting on his bed.

"I wanna sleep with you."

"I'm okay." Carlos said quietly.

"I'm sorry. That you feel that way." Logan murmured.

"I just want you to see... How stupid you're being." Carlos said. "Turn out the light when you leave.

Logan left, feeling like shit, and went to his own bedroom, turned out the lights, and laid down.

He laid there, thinking. Maybe he COULD blow off church. Just this once. For Carlos. Carlos would make it fun. Make it worth his while. Right then and there, Logan decided NOT to go to church Sunday morning.

Sunday rolled around. Carlos had forgiven Logan after Logan told him that he wasn't going to church.

They decided to go to a movie after a day of just sitting around being romantic and cute. Then they would grab dinner.

The whole day they just laid in Logan's bed (because neither of their parents ever went in there unannounced because they trusted him) in each other's arms, talking and giggling to each other.

Finally they told Papi and Mrs. Garcia that they were going to hang out at the movies (which wasn't a lie at all) and left. Logan drove as Carlos worked the radio.

"We're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again!" Carlos sang along to the P!nk song. "Loge, you gotta be the F.U.N. guy! Please? PLEASE?!"

"I'm sorry I don't understand where all of this is coming from. I thought that we were fine-" Logan sang playfully.

"Oh, we had everything." Carlos sang.

They finished the whole song by the time they got to the movies and Carlos jumped for joy that they had just sung a whole duet together.

Logan and Carlos decided on a slasher film and sat in the second to last row with their popcorn and Icees. Logan put his arm over Carlos's shoulder and Carlos would have put his head on Logan's shoulder, but he was too into the movie. "Did you SEE that?" "How'd they make that look so real?" What? How did he survive that?" "She needs to put her boobs in her shirt." Carlos would commentate. Logan, however, was about to hurl from all the gory scenes.

Finally the movie ended and Carlos got up with his crutches and piled all the garbage into the popcorn box. Everyone filed out quickly except three drop-out boys who had sat behind Logan and Carlos during the movie.

"Ready?" Logan smiled, taking the popcorn box and preparing to help Carlos away, but then something flew through the air and hit Carlos in the cheek.

"Dammit! Would you stop?" Carlos growled defensively, staring at the boys in the top row.

"Stop what?" the middle one said, throwing another.

"Real nice. Picking on a cripple." Carlos said.

"Los- let's just go." Logan said.

"Ya mean you don't LIKE getting hit in the face with things? I was under the impression-" the boy said, getting giggles from his friends.

"Just shut up." Carlos raged.

"Want me to fuck you up?" the boy snarled.

"No, the other kid's already doin' that!" the boy to his left laughed.

"Come ON, Carlos." Logan said, trying to guide Carlos away.

"Yeah, just take your beaner boyfriend away to lick your dick- only thing he's good for. Maybe after that he can paint your house." the middle boy spat.

"WHAT did you say?" Logan said, stopping and turning to the boys.

"You heard me."

"You racist son of a-" Logan screeched, climbing up on the seat and pulling back his fist.

"LOGAN!" Carlos yelled in surprise, looping an arm around Logan's waist to haul him off of the chair.

"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT ETHNICITY HE IS! YOU STUPID MOTHER FUCKERS!" Logan screamed.

"Go away!" Carlos pleaded to the boys, holding Logan back. "GO AWAY!"

The boys smirked and got up, going down the stairs.

"AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HE'S GOOD FOR! AND YOU DON'T KNOW THAT HE'S A FUCKING VIRGIN YOU HOMOPHOBIC BASTARDS! COME FIGHT ME YOU LITTLE PUSSIES! I'LL SHOW YOU WHO NEEDS TO BE FUCKED UP!"

"Logan!"

"COME FIGHT ME!" Logan screeched, fighting against the crippled Carlos. "I'LL SHOW YOU A GOD-DAMNED BEANER YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!"

"LOGAN!" Carlos yelled, clapping a hand over Logan's mouth, but Logan kept yelling like he didn't notice. The janitors were now coming in to clean before the next movie.

"Calm. Down." Carlos said sternly and finally Logan stopped yelling, the vein in his neck going down a little.

"He called you a god-damned mother fucking BEANER." Logan said angrily, black eyes firey.

"I know!" Carlos said. "I've heard it so much- I don't even care!"

"We I do! I'll kill those mother fuckers!"

"Logan!" Carlos said, cupping Logan's red face in his hand in attempt to calm him down. "Do you hear yourself?"

"Apparently they didn't!"

"Look at me. I don't even care about what they said. Seriously." Carlos said. "You were gonna get yourself killed."

"For you- I would." Logan fumed. "He said you PAINT HOUSES!"

"Are you gonna help me outta here or just stand there and be pissed off about nothing?"

Logan signed and rolled his eyes.

"It's not nothing."

"Okay. Well I'm gonna be in the car."

"No!"

"Then come on."

"Okay!" Logan said and Carlos grinned and kissed his nose, making Logan ease up a lot.

Once in the car, Carlos giggled.

"I think you just cussed more in thirty seconds than you have in your whole life." he said.

"I know that for a fact." Logan grumbled.

Okay. So next chapter- big chapter of cute Kames? Someone suggested that. OR two sex scenes- going back and forth between Kames and Cargan? The whole chapter that way? Anyone apposed to that?

Let me know!

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