Alice: This will be a bit of a transition chapter to the next part of the story.

Emily: So it's not going to be an action filled chapter.

Alice: That will be the next one.

Emily: This will be a little short, but the next one will be really long considering how much will happen.

Alice: This is literally from everyone's point of view. Enjoy!

Days Pass

Carlos tried. He honestly did try to connect with Logan again. He would approach him and ask about random things both knew he didn't care about. Questions about bone marrow and mathematics. Logan just gave him a small smile and told him he didn't have time to answer the question before walking out to go on some date with Alex. People still bullied him at the Palm Woods from time to time. Whenever he walked around alone, degrading words like whore and slut would be thrown at him. Logan would just flinch and continue walking with his head bowed down.

Gustavo noticed the changes in the boys too, Carlos began to notice. Gustavo yelled at them once, and Logan froze and paled in total fear. Gustavo eventually stopped yelling at them due to Logan's constant flinching and fear. Eventually Carlos came to one conclusion. He would confront Alex about everything. If he really was Logan's boyfriend, he'd know about the changes. When Logan went out to talk to Gustavo and Kelly, Carlos went to Alex's apartment.

"Carlos?" Alex frowned in distaste. Carlos didn't notice. "What are you doing here? Where's Logan?"

"He's with Gustavo and Kelly," Carlos explained quickly. "C-can I come in?"

Alex nodded and allowed him to walk inside. Carlos glanced around and wrinkled his nose at the awful smell. It reeked of something he couldn't put his finger on. As he looked around, he noticed a giant red stain on the floor. Alex noticed him looking. "Ketchup," he explained. "Logan accidently tripped and spilt the ketchup everywhere. He's a bit of a klutz, isn't he?"

It was meant to be light hearted. Carlos frowned though. Logan wasn't clumsy at all. "Um… I actually came to talk to you about Logan," Carlos confessed. Alex's eyes grew darker instantly. "He's been acting different. I mean really different. Do you know something that he's not telling us?"

"Why are you asking me?" Alex said defensively.

"You're his boyfriend," Carlos shrugged. "You should know something, right?"

"He's been acting the same to me," Alex shrugged nonchalantly. "But he did say how he was nervous about telling you guys he was moving in with me."

Carlos felt his mouth go dry. "W-what?"

"He didn't tell you yet? I asked him if he wanted to move in with me because you guys haven't been treating him right, and he said he'd love to."

"Not treating him right?" Suddenly Carlos felt defensive. "What do you mean?"

"Kendall's always begging him to take him back. It makes Logan feel uncomfortable. James apparently treats him like crap. He told me how James has been calling him a whore. He said you're the worst of them all." Alex pretended to be sad. "That's why I was shocked you came here."

"He said I'm the worst?"

"Yeah," Alex stepped closer. "He says you can't take the hint. You try to talk to him and make him feel welcome. You're trying to be his friend again."

"How is that bad?" Carlos snapped, his heart thumping in his chest.

"You never defend him," Alex leaned against the wall. "You see everyone here calling him names and pushing him into pools. You don't do anything though. Then you have the guts to try and talk to him? He hates you for it."

Carlos didn't know Logan was capable of hate. But what Alex said wasn't far from the truth. "I-I see…" Carlos nodded sadly. "I'll get going then."

Without another word, he walked out of the apartment. If only he turned around, he would see the cruel, twisted smirk on Alex's victorious face.

James sat on the couch, glancing at Logan every now and then. He just sat at the table, reading some book. It was pure silence. Out of frustration or boredom, James couldn't figure it out; he walked up to Logan and grabbed the book. Logan gasped in surprise as James looked at the cover. His eyebrows furrowed. "Why are you reading this?"

Logan flinched. It was a book on covering bruises and healing injuries using normal, everyday supplies found in the house. "I want to be a doctor," Logan murmured. "I might as well start with deciding what I can and can't heal on my own."

James paused for one moment. "I think you're lying."

Logan's head snapped up. His brown eyes were full of fear. "W-what?"

James rolled his eyes and stared down at Logan. Recently he never looked at him for too long and if he did, it was from a distance. But now that he was close up, there were differences. He was noticeably paler. And his skin was perfectly colored. Too perfectly colored. "Why are you wearing makeup?" James asked curiously.

"I-I'm not," Logan stared at the ground.

"You're wearing cover up." It wasn't a question anymore.

"Why do you care?" Logan snapped, his eyes meeting James. "You clearly don't want me around. I know you hate me, so you don't have to bother talking to me because Kendall told you to."

James flinched. "I don't hate you," he mumbled. "And I talk to who I want to. I want to talk to you. Kendall doesn't force me to do anything."

"Yeah, you don't hate me," Logan snorted. "That's the best one I've heard all day."

"I have makeup remover," James decided to tell him. "So let's prove whether or not you're wearing cover up."

Before Logan could protest, James grabbed onto Logan's arm harshly, making him hiss in pain. James ignored it though he was a bit concerned. He dragged a resistant Logan to the bathroom and shut the door. "Stand still."

"Why do you even have makeup remover?" Logan glared at him but still obeyed.

"For after concerts," James shrugged. He dabbed some makeup remover on the toilet paper and began wiping off Logan's face. Logan continually flinched away but James managed to hold him in place and get most of it off. When he stepped back to admire his work, his mouth dropped open. On his left cheek was a pretty nasty bruise. "How did you get that?"

"I fell," Logan shrugged, trying to act casual.

"You're lying again," James narrowed his eyes. "Logan, where the hell did you get that bruise?"

"Why do you care?" Tears began to form in Logan's eyes. "According to you, I'm that whore who cheated on Kendall! The one that doesn't deserve to be your friend! Why the hell are you caring now?!"

"I never stopped caring," James snapped back, his voice rising. "I'm mad at you! You hurt Kendall really badly. But I don't hate you! You're my best friend, Logie!" His voice went softer. "Remember when I made myself puke that one time? You told me all these boring facts about eating disorders and what happens to people that have them. You made me stop."

"I didn't want you hurting yourself," Logan smiled softly, nostalgia in his eyes.

"You are always getting us out of trouble," James grinned. "Especially when we're the ones that starts it. That time Carlos broke his arm at practice, he wanted to keep playing. You were the smart one. You realized his arm wasn't right."

"He's always hurting himself," Logan chuckled.

"Kendall might be our leader, but you're our problem solver." James grinned. He watched Logan smile before slowly starting to frown, sadness overtaking his features.

"I'm moving out."

James blinked. "What?"

"Alex wants me to move in with him," Logan explained. "And I said yes."

"Why?"

"I don't feel welcomed here," Logan sighed. "Today was the first day someone talked to me and acted civil to me."

"Oh… I can't stop you, can I?"

"God I wish you could," Logan murmured so quietly James almost didn't hear him. Obviously he wasn't meant to hear it. "I need to put the cover up back on."

"You never told me where you got that bruise…" James whispered, feeling almost numb. Why did he need to put it back on? Why did he have to hide it?

"I fell," Logan smiled bitterly.

James shivered at how unlike Logan that sounded.

Kendall sat on the park bench, laughing with Sarah. Some people pointed at them. According to some of the recent paparazzi, they were the new "hot couple". Sarah was angry when she first saw that, saying she didn't want her ex-boyfriend seeing that. They were joking about something random. Once the laughter calmed down, they just sat there in silence. "So…" Sarah paused. "How's everything? With that guy?"

"Horrible," Kendall groaned. "I kissed him, and he kissed back."

"Isn't that good?" Sarah tilted her head to the side.

"I thought it was. Then his boyfriend walked in and got pissed. I lied to cover it up. Alex ended up doing… stuff to him right in front of us."

"Stuff?"

"Very sexual stuff," Kendall clenched his fists. His protective side was bursting through. He knew they had sex, and he saw them kiss. But seeing Alex and Logan in that very intimate position just killed him.

"Oh…" Sarah's eyes held their own apology for bringing it up. "I didn't know. I'm sorry."

"It's fine," Kendall glared at the ground.

"Sure you are," Sarah laughed harshly. "Kendall, you shouldn't have to deal with this. You have to move on."

"What about you and your ex-boyfriend?"

"I'm moving on from him too," Sarah informed him. "I realized once a cheater, always a cheater. I'm not going back to him."

There was more to the story, Kendall realized. He decided not to ask though. "I guess," Kendall sighed. "It's just hard."

"That's why you have to work even harder," Sarah added. "If he cheated on you, is he really worth all this sadness?"

"To me, he's worth everything."

"What are you doing?" Kelly mumbled tiredly. Gustavo, for some reason, decided to stay in the studio much later than needed and Kelly was already exhausted. Gustavo stared at the security tapes, narrowing his eyes.

"Logan has been different."

"So we're going to look at the security tapes?" Kelly sighed. "I've noticed changes too, but maybe it's because Kendall and him broke up?"

"Definitely not," Gustavo narrowed his eyes. "Kendall is the heartbroken one. Logan is just… broken."

"You notice these things?" Kelly was genuinely shocked.

"Course I do," Gustavo paused at one moment on the tape. "Look!"

He played it. It was after a dance practice and Logan limped to the bathroom, holding his side in pain. "A cramp?" Kelly suggested.

"That's one hell of a cramp," Gustavo narrowed his eyes. Was someone hurting his boys? No one hurt his boys unless they wanted Hell. Kelly nodded, as though reading his thoughts. Just like Gustavo, she would also give someone Hell to pay if they messed with Big Time Rush.

"Katie," both then said at the same time.

Jo stared down at the magazine page with blank eyes. "You've been staring at that thing for a long time." A voice came out of nowhere. Jo glanced up to see Jett standing there with his usual cocky smirk. "There must be a picture of me on it."

"Jett," Jo sighed in frustration. "I really don't want to talk to anyone right now."

"But I'm not just anyone," Jett grinned only to frown at the seriousness on Jo's face. "Is it Kendall again?"

"No," Jo shook her head. "I'm over him. I have been for a while."

"Good," Jett smirked. "Because he had strange eyebrows."

She didn't laugh. "I mean it. I want to be alone."

"I'm just trying to help," Jett argued. "You've been acting miserable for a while. I'm not so shallow I wouldn't notice."

Jo held back the sarcastic comment on her tongue. "I just have a lot on my mind."

"Then talk to me about it," Jett grinned. "I am amazing at helping."

"Sure," Jo mumbled sarcastically but decided to give it a shot anyway. "My friend… she was raped."

Changing Logan's gender and not mentioning his name will help, Jo decided. Jett blinked before standing up and taking a few steps back. Jo frowned. "Hey! You said you would help!"

"That… is not what I was expecting," Jett's hands shook. His eyes were dark and almost dangerous looking.

"Yeah well what did you think it was? I had a crush and he didn't like me back? No." Jo glared at him. "My friend was raped. She is still with the guy, and he's beating her. People are bullying her too because they think she cheated on her ex."

"Report him."

Jo blinked. "What?"

"Tell people," Jett went on. "Tell someone like an officer or some adult!"

"I did tell one person," Jo thought back to the phone call. They said they would arrive as soon as they could. "And they're coming soon."

"Good." Jett nodded. "Now you have to keep this girl away from the guy. The guy won't risk really hurting her in front of people."

"How do you know so much?" Jo narrowed her eyes.

Jett flinched. "My best friend. She had an abusive boyfriend, and she told me. She made me promise not to tell anyone, and I didn't. She was… she started to believe the things the guy was telling her. She committed suicide."

Jo's eyes went wide.

"Jo, if I told someone, she'd still be alive," Jett whispered. "She would still be smiling and away from him. You have to do something soon. You don't know what could happen."

"O-okay," Jo nodded numbly. "Thanks, Jett."

"Don't mention it," Jett mumbled.

"A limp?" Katie stared at the screen Gustavo showed her and her mother. Kelly nodded. "Are you sure it's not from the dancing?"

It was a couple days since they called, and Katie and Jenifer Knight came in to see what they wanted to talk about. Strangely enough, it wasn't about the boys' music. It was about this.

"We've worked on much harder dances, and he was fine before. I think he is limping due to something else," Gustavo explained. "When I yell at the boys, he gets pale and starts shaking. He actually had a mental breakdown once."

"What?" Katie and Mrs. Knight exclaimed at the same time. Kelly raised an eyebrow.

"I pulled him aside and I was mad," Gustavo mumbled. "I figured they're all used to me yelling. Well I yelled at him and he started screaming and begging me not to hurt him. He said he'd be good."

"Is that why you stopped yelling?" Kelly asked. "And that's why you looked on the security tapes?"

Gustavo nodded sadly.

"It all started when Logan broke up with Kendall," Katie noted. "That's when he started acting different."

"Now he's dating a new boy, and he moved in with him." Jenifer whispered sadly.

"What's happening to Logan?" Kelly whispered.

Camille didn't blame Logan for avoiding her. She did tell Jo, slap him, cause him to have a mental breakdown, then indirectly caused Alex to do whatever he did when he found out people knew. That, or Logan was protecting her and Alex warned him not to go near her. When she heard that Logan moved in with Alex, she only shuddered in fear at what he could be doing behind closed doors.

"Camille!" a voice exclaimed. Camille turned to see Carlos jogging up to her. Usually he would have a giant smile on his face anyone could spot for miles. He had none. Once he was standing in front of her, he winced. "Um… Logan tells you everything, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you tell you anything… about me?" Carlos bit his lip.

Camille shook her head. "Not really. Why? Did something happen?"

"I talked to Alex," Carlos explained. "And he said Logan hates me. I don't want to believe it, but… I think he does."

Tears were visible in Carlos' eyes. "I'm sure that's not true," Camille soothed. Alex was now manipulating Logan's friends? Did he know that?

"What if it is?" Carlos whispered. "What if he really does hate me?"

"How long has this been bothering you?" she asked.

"A couple days," Carlos confessed.

"He doesn't hate you," she comforted him. "Alex probably misunderstood him. Logan loves you guys. He'd die for you, and you guys know it."

Carlos slowly nodded and smiled softly. If only he realized just how literal she was being about that one statement.

Alice: Wow… that ended up being much longer than I expected.

Emily: Well thanks for reading!

Alice: I don't know if the next chapter will be longer or not considering I didn't expect this chapter to be this long.

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