All right, before I begin the story I'd like to clear a few things up. I noticed a few of you were saying you had gotten confused with the whole Kendall/Katy thing… so first off I'd like to apologize for the confusion. I noticed the second chapter Kendall was introduced. And that's when it got kind of confusing because I didn't specify if they were strangers or siblings. I'm going to change that chapter and have it be a different friend of James instead of it being Kendall…..because I think if Kendall and Katy were siblings the story would work out better. If you guys have any questions or ideas for what you'd like to see happen in the story don't be shy to message me or tell me in a review. If you are not comfortable reviewing as a registered one please review as a guest (:

Katy;

I still couldn't believe my best friend is moving out here, it'd be great to have someone to talk to again. Ever since James and I had broken up I haven't really talked to Carlos, Logan and even Kendall my own brother! Kendall acts as if I was never related to him, heck he acts like we never even met before. It was upsetting when it first happened. Of course, having to deal with the love of your life walking out on you is upsetting as well, and having your friends walk away too…well that was even worse. I hated being alone, I hated how things turned out, some days I wished none of that had happened.

I wished I had never told James how I really felt for him.

I wished we never shared a kiss.

Because if none of that had happened, I'd still have my brother, my friends, my life…even if it meant I wouldn't have had James, at least it meant I wouldn't be alone and suffering from a broken heart still.

"Hey Kit-Kat!" I heard Logan say into the phone making a smile form across my face for the first time that day, it was a real smile, it wasn't fake like how most of smiles have been.

"What's up Logie Bear." I say back into the phone in a happy tone before plopping onto my kind sized mattress getting comfortable.

" Un-packing my stuff, so hey listen, I know we didn't really have time to catch up earlier so I was thinking if you wanted to come over later tonight, I'm throwing a small party and it'd mean a lot to have you come."

I bit my lip slightly as I began to think, I wanted to see him, I really did, but I also didn't want to run into James. But something was telling me to go, that if I didn't I'd regret it.

"Okay, I'll be there." I say back into the phone, still second guessing if I should decline the offer.

I could tell Logan was smiling even though I couldn't see him, and knowing that made me forget my ever regret saying yes. We talked a for a little while longer about our families back in Texas and all the amazing things California would have in store for him. We'd laugh every now and then as we'd remembered all the crazy things we did back in our home State. Sadly the conversation was cut short after only a half hour later when he had to tell me he better start getting the house ready for tonight. We said our goodbyes and just as quick as the conversation went the conversation ended with a push of a red button on my I phone.

I started rummaging through my closet sorting through the racks of clothing trying to figure out what I should wear. I decided on a dark purple V-neck, paired with dark washed jeans and flip flops. I headed into the bathroom and put my hair into a high pony tail before I touched up on some mascara and lip stick. I still had an hour and a half to kill before I would be leaving so I grabbed some nail polish and started doing my nails.

"Cool party!" I manage to scream over the loud thumping music as I make my way towards Logan. I was glad there was no sign of James.

"You made it!" He said in return as he gave me a small hug with his free hand, the other was holding an alcoholic drink. "Can I get you a drink?" He asked motioning his hand to the variety of beverages on table just feet away from where we were both standing.

I shook my head no, telling him I'd get some in a little while. He nodded his head in understandment before he excused himself so he could go greet the other guests. I haven't been to his family's vacation house since I was a little girl so I took the time to take it all in; each room I passed had some kind of memory in it. I made my way down the hall and up the creaking stairs. You could only hear the faint sounds of music and laughter. I entered the first room I saw. And of course it was my favorite. I loved sitting in here and reading the many books that were surrounded in the small library. I'd sit in it for hours by myself soaking in all the wonders, reading books were always one of my favorite things to do, and it still is. My fingers brushed over a large wooden book case that was filled with old books and picture frames from the years that passed. I picked one up and studied it as a wave of memories flooded my mind.

"Kate, you coming'?" I heard Logan's voice says, startling me. I jerked my head away from the picture and towards his face before nodding and following him downstairs.

I ended up taking shots with some guy named Peter, maybe his name was Cameron, I don't remember, I was on my ninth shot of whisky when I became suddenly sick to my stomach, I scanned the room looking for Logan so I could ask him if he had any other drink that didn't involve alcohol.

Each step I took, the more my legs turned into jello and my eyes more blurred, I managed to step outside into the fresh air, hoping that it would help the horrible sensation that was erupting in my insides.

It was a different sensation- rough, harsh painful.

My consciousness was encapsulated in a flesh body and I was falling, really falling. My hair lashed from my face. My skin felt the movement

My nervous system tingling and the inner ear's balance registering that downwards motion

I twisted in the hope of slowing the fall.

I attempted to grasp anything that I could to avoid the sudden stop but I found nothing. The air rushed through my lungs,

my bones shuddered, my muscles contracted as I hit something.

The falling was over. I had landed on something flat and cold. I contorted and bellowed in pain as my body came in contact with it

I wasn't falling.

I hit, not as hard as I expected, then almost instantly I was on cold hard cement, my knees up tight against my chest in doing so, released only one soft whimpering tone through my ground teeth. This level of pain was beyond words.

"Katie? Is that you" Something warm wrapped it's self around my waist and pulled itself across the cement floor to curl around me creating a wall of breathing warmth.

The pain tightened me and with each failed breath it got tighter. Biting and cutting into my existence as it held me captive.

"Breathe Katie. Hold on. Please hold on!" The distant voice seemed concerned.

With sudden movement the warmth was gone. The chill spread across my body.

Something was shoving me. Pushing me into my back, the warm strong hands ripped my arms free, yanking them from their grip around my knees, and then my legs were unceremoniously pulled from my chest where they had been drawn up

Something was forcing me out of my ball.

Now air found its way into my lungs only to be screamed out again

"Breathe deeply, this will take the pain away" The voice reassured me

Air found its way into my lungs as they expanded and contracted on their own leaving me on a soft fluffy cloud of confusion

I tried to focus my eyes. Blurry dark images silhouetted in the bright moonlight.

Blinking to try to force my focus I concentrated on the one shape that was moving. Whatever the voice did to me it was good because it took away the pain. I had no pain. No pain, nothing. I clenched and released my fists, no, nothing. Wow

"Katie, can you understand anything I am saying? He spoke softly, but the fear in his voice resonated.

I stared at him as the blurry lines slowly became clearer. He looked familiar

The dark brown hair, those clear brown eyes, and his mouth so beautiful - if only it had a smile on it-yes, familiar.

My hand found its way to his face, "James? Is that you?"

"Yes Katie its James. I'm here. How many fingers am I holding up?" He was speaking slowly. Too slowly. And he was holding up four fingers and looking at me expectantly

"Don't be a jerk," I breathed my annoyance at him then attempted to swat his hand away. "Or I will give you one finger to count! After all of "that" you patronize me? Seriously?"

"Who….what are you talking about, I'm making sure you're okay, I. . . .I saw you fall."

"I'm fine, now let go of me." I say in a harsh tone as I try to rip his hands off my arms.

"No Katie, you're not okay, I know you aren't stop fooling yourself." James whispers sympathetically.

"Don't tell me what I'm feeling and not feeling James!" I spat in pure anger

"Stop lying to me Katie. I know you; I know when you're hurting, what's wrong?"

"No you don't know me." She screamed, hot tears flooding her eyes making her eye make-up smear.

James furrowed his eyebrows as if he was confused and hurt before he began to say.

"I know that you never liked heights, you never liked Vanilla ice-cream, you always loved watching the sun set."

I didn't say anything I just looked at the ground as he continued speaking.

"Do you remember summer '09, Lying on the beach as the sun blew out I was playing the guitar by the fire to loud. Under the moonlight as we stared at the sea. The words you whispered I will always believe. It was the first time you said you would always love me." He whispered the last few words before turning his head away trying to keep his composure so he wouldn't cry.

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