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Night 15

James saw Alex earlier that day. He snickered at the sight of him all bruised up. Go Kendall! He doubted Carlos went near the boy considering just how much he feared him. Logan stayed in the apartment all day, not willing to come out and face Alex. James couldn't blame him. So now he currently lay in his bed at night, thinking of just how badly he treated Logan. He flinched as his own words flowed in his head. How he called him a whore when he never bothered learning the whole story.

Every time he thought about it, a new layer of rage was added onto him. He remembered earlier wanting to walk up to the boy and punch him. He almost did if it weren't for Lucy, who saw the anger in his eyes. She grabbed his wrist harshly and pulled him in the janitor's closet. People had whispered about that later and asked if they were dating and if that was why Lucy came back. Lucy denied it. The conversation was also piled in his head.

"Why are you so angry?" Lucy demanded the moment she shut the closet door. Her eyes were narrowed and her arms were crossed. She had this commanding tone to her much like when she forced Logan to confess. James scoffed, wondering where this dominate personality came from. Then again, he mused, he guessed she always had it.

"Because he hurt Logan!" James exclaimed. "Kendall beat him up but not enough."

Lucy examined him for a moment, her eyes searching his for something. She sighed. "Camille told me about the things you would say to Logan."

"She doesn't know the half of it," James grumbled, leaning back against the dusty wall.

"She knows all of it," Lucy corrected him. At James' disbelieving glance, she continued. "She was the only one who knew for a while, remember? He told her everything. That means he told her about what you said. She was angry too."

James flinched with guilt. He did call Logan a whore to his face and was mean to him. He just didn't know the situation completely. That was no excuse. "He believed it too," Lucy leaned back against the door in a similar position James was already in. "He didn't tell Kendall because he thought he was dirty and Kendall deserved better. You calling him a whore only made him believe it more."

James clenched his fists, growling. "Why are you telling me this?! You should be lecturing Alex or letting me hit him! So why?!"

Lucy sighed sadly. "You're not angry at Alex."

James' eyes flashed. "Of course I am! He beat up Logan! He raped Logan! How can I not be-"

"You're mad at yourself," Lucy interrupted, not at all intimidated by how James took a step towards her in the mist of his fit. James' breath hitched. "That's why you want to hit Alex. You want to take your anger out on him when you're mad at yourself. You regret calling Logan all those names. Maybe instead of beating him, you should talk to and apologize to Logan?"

James only stared after her in shock as she walked out of the closet.

Was that really it? James' anger wasn't just directed at Alex but at himself? He shut his eyes tightly. He wished he could just fall asleep instead of thinking about all this! But his mind refused to let sleep overtake him. Now he was left awake with so many thoughts plaguing his mind that it was painful. He glanced over at the bed across the room. Carlos was sleeping so peacefully. He wondered how.

Carlos stared at the blank, gray hall with confusion. Where was he? He shouted out a quick hello, asking if anyone was there. He received no response. Shrugging, he began to follow the hall with no windows or doors. He squinted his eyes in an attempt to see the end of the hallway. No such luck. He pouted and continued to walk until a sharp scream interrupted the completely silence. His eyes went wide. He knew that voice:

Logan.

He dashed down the hall to see a room at the end. He threw open the door and gasped at the sight. It was Alex's apartment. Logan was huddled in a corner crying out in pain as Alex hit him over and over again. Logan's eyes caught his making him scream for his help. Carlos moved forward to help only to be frozen. What…? Carlos' eyes went wide. Why couldn't he move? Logan continued to scream his name, begging for help. Alex hit Logan over the head causing him to fall down unconscious. Or was he dead?

Carlos gulped, eyes watering at the sight.

Alex turned to him, smirking. "Hey Carlos."

"Logan," Carlos gasped, still unable to take a step towards his bleeding, hurt friend. Alex laughed cruelled, grinning at the trembling boy. Logan wasn't moving. Was he dead?

"You could have saved him," Alex sneered. "You could have helped him. But you didn't. He's dead because of you."

"No," Carlos cried out. If he could move, he would have backed up. "You killed him! You hit him too hard."

"But you didn't save him," Alex stepped closer. "Did you really think it was ketchup on the floor? Maybe you wanted him dead. Is that why you didn't help?"

"No," Carlos screamed. "He… I…"

"Logan's dead because of you," Alex grinned. "You're to blame."

"Carlos…"

Carlos gasped, now able to move as he whipped around to see Kendall standing there with tears in his eyes. His green eyes diverted to Logan's motionless body for a few seconds before going back to him with a hurt look. "How could you Carlos? I thought we were friends."

"We are!" Carlos sobbed. "We are friends!"

"Then why did you kill Logan?" Kendall shouted at him. "Why didn't you save him?!"

"I didn't… I'm sorry," Carlos collapsed onto his knees in a fit of tears. His body trembled with overwhelming guilt and sadness. "I'm sorry! Oh God… Logie!"

Carlos' eyes flew open. Tears were in his eyes and his lips were parted slightly. He curled into a ball and shut his eyes tightly. A nightmare. It was just a nightmare. Logan wasn't dead, and Carlos didn't kill him. But that didn't change anything, Carlos realized. He could have saved Logan, but he didn't. What kind of friend did that make him? Carlos pulled his knees to his chest and closed his eyes, hoping he could fall back asleep. He wondered how James could sleep so peacefully across the room.

It was midnight, and Katie just stared blankly at the muted television. She couldn't sleep; she doubted anyone was really sleeping. No one bothered to clue her in on the situation. All she knew was that Logan broke up with Alex and moved back in. Normally everyone would be happy that Logan came to his senses but instead the apartment had a sullen mood.

Lucy came back and was now acting like Jo's best friend. Camille stuck to the two girls like glue as well. She briefly saw Alex, who was bruised up. She figured it was Kendall, but she wondered why. Sure, Logan cheated on Kendall with Alex but why beat him up? James was angry and Carlos was depressed. "Katie?" a voice whispered. Katie sniffed but didn't bother turning around. She could already tell it was her mother, who sat next to her on the couch. "What are you doing up?"

"Can't sleep," Katie grumbled, refusing to appear weak in front of a family member. One glance at her mother showed that Jennifer could see through her act. Katie groaned. "Why is everything so complicated? Logan broke up with Alex to be with Kendall, right? So why aren't they together!"

Jennifer sighed and wrapped her arms around her daughter, who leaned into the embrace. "Oh Katie," Jennifer ran a hand through Katie's brown hair.

"James is angry, Carlos is depressed, and Kendall is falling apart!" Katie raised her voice. She was quieted by Jennifer's soft "shh's".

"Katie," Jennifer paused. No matter how mature her daughter acted, she was still a child. The many details of the new information Jennifer just learned earlier may scar her child. "Alex was a very mean boyfriend. He wanted things Logan didn't want to give him. He pressured Logan into breaking up with Kendall and to move out. Logan was scared of him. That's why everything happened. Logan is still scared. That's why he's not ready to be with Kendall yet."

Katie snorted. "That's stupid."

"But it's the truth," Jennifer contradicted. Katie sighed and thought about it. The limp Gustavo showed them on the screen flashed into her mind. Her brown eyes went wide with understanding. Her mother was censoring the story for her sake. Nodding to her mother, she allowed Jennifer to whisper soothing words into her ear. She shut her eyes tightly. She hated Alex so much!

Kendall stared at the ceiling. It was Logan's first official night back in the crib. Yesterday didn't count due to Logan sleeping on the couch without his stuff. Now his ex-boyfriend was back and sleeping in the bed across from him. They used to sleep together before breaking up. Nothing sexual happened but it was comforting to wake up with Logan in his arms.

His thoughts were interrupted by a soft whisper from the other bed. He couldn't make out what was being said, but he knew it couldn't be good. Turning towards the bed, he tried to make out what the other boy was doing. It was too dark to see. Kendall whispered calmly to him. "Logan?"

Said boy showed no response. Adjusting to the dark, he could see Logan trembling heavily while tossing and turning. More whispers escaped from his mouth. A nightmare. That was the only explanation. Hopping out of bed instantly, he rushed over to Logan's side, sitting on the bed. He tried to whisper his name to wake him up but it was futile. Placing his hands on the sweaty boy's shoulders, Kendall lightly shook him. "Wake up," he pleaded. "Come on, Logie. Wake up!"

Logan gasped, eyes flying open with horror. Kendall sighed with relief. Logan was awake! The panting boy turned to him but it was impossible to make out his expression. Before he had time to ask if he was alright, Logan threw himself at Kendall, making him fall against the bed and on top of Logan. Without saying a word, Logan grabbed the back of Kendall's neck and kissed him roughly. Kendall had to blink once. Twice. What was Logan doing? Was he really so grateful that Kendall woke him up? Or did he miss him?

Did this mean Logan wanted to get back together with him?

Eagerly, Kendall kissed back, his hands going to Logan's back. He nibbled on the smaller boy's lip and slipped his tongue into his mouth. Logan moaned and immediately allowed Kendall to take over in the fight for dominance. Logan broke the kiss and placed light pecks on Kendall's neck. His pale hands slipped under the taller boy's shirt and practically ripped it off the boy.

He left a trail of kisses down his chest while his fingers played with his nipple. Kendall groaned, feeling himself harden. He opened his mouth, about to suggest they should stop soon. He didn't get the chance. Logan kissed him forcefully again and shoved his hand in Kendall's pants, playing with his hard member. Breaking the kiss, Logan nibbled on Kendall's earlobe and whispered softly, "Fuck me."

That action alone made logic run back into Kendall's mind. Logan never went this far with him. Ever. They dated for six months but Logan was always very shy on the sexual things. "Logan?" Kendall grunted, gasping in pleasure. He knew he had to stop this. The moment Logan's hands ran up and down his shaft, Kendall ripped Logan's hand out of his pants and flipped him over. His stomach was now pinned on the bed and his backside facing Kendall.

Logan only took this as encouragement.

He raised his ass and pressed it into Kendall's groin, grinding against it. Kendall's breath hitched as he tried to erase all of his lust. "Logan," Kendall panted. Logan let out another moan. Now with a clear head, Kendall could easily tell it was filled with artificial lust.

"Fuck me," Logan whimpered. In Logan's mind, he was still with Alex. Kendall shut his eyes tightly, a wave of guilt crashing over him. He took advantage of Logan's body. "I'm your little whore, right? Fuck me!"

"Logan, I don't-"

"I won't tell," tears began to flood Logan's eyes. "I won't tell. Just don't hurt them. Please."

"Logie," Kendall whispered. "It's me, Kendall."

In his shock and sadness, his grip must have loosened on Logan, who turned around and kissed his neck. Kendall gulped, wondering how else he could wake him up. Filled with new determination, he pressed his lips softly against Logan's. He tried to fill the kiss with as much love and adoration as possible. While Logan tried to add passion and lust, Kendall only hugged Logan gently as he kissed him.

When their lips parted, recognition filled Logan's eyes. "K-Kendall?" he stuttered.

Kendall nodded. "Hey…"

"Oh God," Logan gasped, backing away from him. Kendall didn't blame him. He did just take advantage of the situation and nearly used Logan for his body. "I'm so sorry!"

Kendall blinked. "Sorry? Logan why are you sorry?"

"I just forced myself on you!" Logan sniveled. "Alex was right. God, I'm such a slut! I'm so-"

"Logan," Kendall interrupted sternly. "You didn't force yourself on me. You were… you thought you were with Alex. And you were trying to protect us."

Logan sniffed but didn't say anything. Kendall tried again. "I was forcing myself on you. You were having a nightmare, and I just… for me to go and do that…"

"It's not your fault," Logan mumbled. "You didn't know I was having one."

"Then it's neither of our faults," Kendall countered. "We should go back to sleep. We'll talk about this tomorrow?"

Logan nodded and offered him a tiny smile. Kendall stood up to go back to his bed and to find his shirt when Logan grabbed his wrist. "Um… c-could you sleep with me? I didn't have any nightmares last time you did so…"

Kendall smiled softly. "Sure."

With that, he grabbed his shirt from off the ground and threw it on. Lying on the bed, he wrapped his arms around Logan, who relaxed instinctively. In each other's arms, they both fell asleep peacefully. Neither had any nightmares for the rest of the night.

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