Okay, so here's the deal. For like- half and hour+ I had a chapter from another story in here. Not realizing it. I know- I do that in EVERY FREAKING STORY and I SWEAR I don't mean to.

If you're one of the lucky people who got to read that one, it's from Hazel Rose. I could only imagine how confused you were, cause both are Kames. AAAH! I'm sorry! JAMES AND KENDALL ARE NOT HAVING BABIES AND THEY ARE NOT MARRIED!

So AFTER posting what I thought was this chapter, I deleted the original.

Then I found out that it wasn't what I thought.

And I had already deleted the real chapter.

I almost cried.

SO, I re-wrote it. Sorry if it sucks- I hate rewriting stuff, so it's prolly gonna be all watered down and hurried.

"Oooh- this is pretty." Logan marveled as he stared at the blue Cougars class ring on Carlos's dresser. It was rectangular and said "2013" on the front, had his name, a cougar, and hockey sticks on the sides, and a royal blue stone.

"Haven't worn that thing in years." Carlos snorted. "Keep it if you like it."

"No way! I know how expensive these things are."

"Consider it a late Valentine's Day present." Carlos said, taking the ring and slipping it on Logan's left ring finger. "See? Perfect fit for a perfect man."

Carlos kissed Logan gently.

"You're the best." Logan murmured.

"Nuh-uh! You are!" Carlos argued good-naturedly. Logan grinned and guided Carlos over to the bed and laid him down, straddling him.

"It's like we're MARRIED now!" Logan giggled.

"We ARE married." Carlos said. "On the inside."

Logan laughed and was about to say something, but the door opened. Logan's head snapped over to see Papi, looking down at the doorknob, about to say something about it being broken, then looking up at the two.

"Papi!" Logan squeaked, trying to scramble off of Carlos and toppling over onto the floor. He sprung up, eyes wide.

"What was that?" Papi asked, confused.

"Wrestling. JUUST wrestling." Logan said casually.

Papi's eyes flickered over to Carlos who sighed and got up.

"We're gay, dad." he said simply. "We've almost been together a year."

Papi processed this for a long time before he looked over at Logan, eyes wide.

"You poisoned my son." he said.

"Dad!" Carlos said.

"You little BASTARD!" Suddenly, Papi was advancing at Logan and slapped him right across the face.

And everything came rushing back.

His dad coming at him with the same intensity- the same look in his eyes. Logan having the same pang of terror, then sense of "I had it coming" and acceptance. And the dull sting of both his reddening cheek and the sense of betrayal.

Logan backed up against the wall, horror in his eyes as he touched his burning cheek.

"DAD!" Carlos screamed, shoving his huge father away. "HOW COULD YOU?"

Carlos turned to Logan and touched the red cheek, brows upturned with concern. Tears spilled from Logan's eyes, making Carlos furious. He whirled around to look up at his father.

"YOU KNOW WHAT HE'S BEEN THROUGH!" Carlos said, face red with anger. "YOU HIT HIM! YOU FREAKING HIT HIM!"

Papi stared down at his hand. The hand that had never struck anyone that he loved before. He had never even raised his hand at his sons or wife. But he couldn't control it this time.

"HE DIDN'T TURN ME GAY, DAD! IT WAS A CHOICE! I LOVE HIM!" Carlos yelled, staring up at his dad, shaking with fury.

"WHAT did you just say?" Papi asked, snapping back to reality.

"I said I LOVE him!"

Logan watched as Carlos and Papi yelled back and forth.

And the memories of the yelling between his mother and father- that very last time- came rushing back.

He couldn't be there. Not this time. Not when someone ELSE he loved was killed by anger.

He bolted out of the room, Carlos seeing him and just yelling louder at his father.

Mrs. Garcia was on her way to Carlos's room to see what the yelling was about when Logan ran into her.

"Sorry, Mama." he said through tears and she caught him by the arm.

"What's going on?" she asked, seeing the tears on his cheeks.

"Papi found out about me and Carlos and- and-" Logan stammered, but suddenly there was a crashing noise from down the hall and a little hockey guy bobble head had broken against the wall, thrown by someone in Carlos's room. Mrs. Garcia let go of Logan to hurry to the room. Logan went for the door and stepped out, bare foot, in the snow- running, sobbing.

Finally he couldn't breathe anymore and he collapsed in the middle of the road, not knowing where he was, only knowing that he couldn't feel his feet.

"HEY! THE HELL'RE YOU DOING?" came a yell and Logan opened his eyes to see Kendall coming out of his house in his pj's and tennis shoes.

"Kendall!" Logan called. Kendall hurried to him, kneeling before his friend.

"I can't feel my feet." Logan said with a sniffle.

"No shit?" Kendall said sarcastically. He put arms under the backs of Logan's knees and upper back to lift him easily and carry him to his house.

Logan had been inside Kendall's house a few times, but not often. It was kind of small and tidey- he and Katie were adopted by a couple who were sterile and never had messy babies.

Kendall wrapped Logan in blankets on his bed, especially his feet, and waited for the boy to stop crying a shivering before asking what happened.

"Papi found out about me and Carlos." Logan said solemnly. "He- he slapped me."

"What?" Kendall said, eyes wide. "He HIT you? Doesn't he KNOW-"

"He knows." Logan sniffled. "But I had it coming. I DID turn Carlos gay- and gay isn't widely accepted in Papi's mind."

"You can't TURN someone gay." Kendall said. "And no kid EVER has that coming. It's unacceptable."

"And now Carlos and Papi are fighting and it's like my mom and dad. I don't wanna be there when Carlos is taken down." Logan said.

"Papi won't KILL Carlos." Kendall said, rubbing Logan's feet to warm them over the blankets. "I promise."

"You didn't see how mad he was."

Suddenly Kendall's phone rang and he answered it.

"Kendall? Logan ran away and I dunno where-" James began in a panic.

"He's here with me." Kendall interrupted.

"Oh thank GOD. Take him home- they're worried sick about him."

"I don't think he WANTS to go home, Jame." Kendall said doubtfully. "Papi- Papi slapped him."

James was silent for a while.

"I'm gonna tell Mrs. Garcia that he's okay. Bring him over here- there's more room."

"I can't stay... It's a school night." Kendall said.

"When did THAT ever stop you?"

"Fine." Kendall said, and hung up. He got Logan some oversized shoes and a hoodie and took him over to James's.

Meanwhile, at the Garcia house, Mrs. Garcia hung up the phone.

"He's fine- Kendall found him." she said to her husband and son. "He refuses to come home."

"How could you hit him? You know what his dad used to do to him." Carlos scowled at his father, who was on the bed, Carlos sitting against the wall.

"I didn't mean to." Papi snapped. "I was in shock."

The yelling was over. Papi had nothing left to say about the whole gay subject AND the technical incest subject. Carlos didn't cry. He felt like it, but he didn't. He wanted to prove to his father that he hadn't changed at all- he was still masculine.

"I feel horrible- I wish he would come home so I could tell him so." Papi said, head in his hands.

"He's damaged goods, DAD. You can't expect him to just COME BACK. He's probably going through crazy flashbacks." Carlos spat.

"Go to bed, Carlos." Papi snapped, standing up. "We'll talk to BOTH of you whenever Logan is back."

"IF he comes back."

Papi stormed out of the room and Mrs. Garcia knelt before her son.

"He'll come around. Just- give him a few days." she said.

"Few YEARS more like." Carlos grumbled.

"I'm happy you're happy, honey." she smiled and kissed his forehead before leaving.

At James's house, Logan laid in the guest bedroom in the dark. It was a nice bedroom- a big, soft bed- and if was warm. But he wanted Carlos there more than anything. He wanted Carlos to creep into the room and tackle him. Then he would see the tears on Logan's cheeks and wipe them away.

"Don't be sad, Boo." Carlos would say. He only called Logan Boo when he wanted to be extra cute. "It'll all be okay. You'll see."

And Logan would nod helplessly. Carlos would kiss his nose and slide under the covers with him. But this time Carlos would hold Logan in his arms and stroke his hair until the sobs stopped coming and Logan fell asleep.

But he knew that that wouldn't happen.

Suddenly his phone rang. He expected a text from James or Kendall, checking up on him, but instead it was a call from Carlos.

"Hello?" Logan answered quickly.

"Hey." Carlos said quietly- almost a whisper.

"You don't know how much a want you to walk in this door right now." Logan said, rolling over to lay on his side.

"I'm sorry, babe. I can't." Carlos said sadly. "Are you okay over there?"

"Yeah."

"You'll be at school tomorrow, right?"

"I guess." Logan said halfheartedly. "Hey, Los?"

"Hm?"

"I'd understand if you broke up with me... Your dad is a big part of your life." Logan said.

"I'm not gonna do that."

Logan was silent, watching as the moonlight pouring in from the window glinted off of the blue stone on the class ring on his finger.

"Hey- listen to me." Carlos said sternly but quietly.

"Okay."

"It's all gonna be okay." he said. The words that Logan longed for. "I promise."

"Okay." Logan smiled.

"I need to go. But I wanted to call you. Tell you that it's all cool here. And I hope you come home tomorrow after school."

"Maybe." Logan sighed.

"I love you." Carlos sang.

"I love YOU."

"Promise?"

"Swear to the Lord."

"Good." Carlos said. "Me too. Not that it means that much coming from me."

"Night."

"Night, baby. I'll see you tomorrow."

I changed a lot on this draft. Originally it was Antonio that found Logan and brought him back home. And L & C went to their own beds and TEXTED all this. But I changed it.

Sorry again for the weird confusing chapter.

Review! :)