Chapter 19
Logan rushed after the paramedics, desperate to know what was wrong with his former leader. Kendall was in trouble.
"Logan, slow down! You're gonna fall!" Logan ignored Carlos's words, tightening his grip on Carlos's wrist and sprinting even faster.
"Logan, stop! I can't keep up!" Logan finally slowed down, all his energy spent. He gasped for breath, listening as Carlos did the same. He looked around; Kendall's room was just a few yards away. Somehow, he'd gotten there without any assistance.
"I… we gotta go see Kendall." Logan panted, letting go of Carlos's wrist and pacing towards Kendall's room. Carlos followed, rubbing the place Logan had held on to so hard on his wrist and wincing. Logan was acting even more hyper than Carlos.
Logan peered into the small window in the center of Kendall's hospital door. "Aw, there are doctors all over him." He turned towards Carlos. "I'm sorry about running so fast." He apologized. Carlos was surprised. Logan wasn't usually so straightforward.
"Yeah, uh, it's fine. You think he's okay in there?" Carlos asked quietly, peeking in to see for himself.
Logan shrugged. "You mean as okay as he can get right now?" Carlos flinched. Logan had never been this blunt before. Maybe… maybe he was just too worried. Carlos nodded to himself. That was probably it.
"I think he'll be fine." Just as Logan said that, the doctors came rushing out.
"Boys, you here for Kendall Knight?" One of them asked. Logan nodded.
"Well, go ahead. He's okay now. Just a little seizure."
"Wait." Logan stopped them. "Just a seizure? Aren't seizures, like, really serious?"
The doctor sighed. "Well, in Kendall's state, he'll be having occasional seizures every few weeks, sometimes even more frequent."
Logan just nodded, dragging Carlos into the room. He shut the door behind him. Logan sat down quietly next to Kendall, staring at him like he was a miracle from heaven. And maybe Kendall alive was a miracle from heaven.
"Oh, Kendall..." Logan whispered, running his hands through Kendall's hair. Carlos wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion. Logan had never been so… well, emotional. He'd never been so carefree and not panicky. Was there something… wrong with Logan?
Carlos was afraid. What if Kendall's… whatever he had… was contagious or something, and Logan had caught it? Cuz he'd never seen Logan act this way before.
Then Carlos shook his head, smacking himself mentally. What was he thinking? That was probably the stupidest thing… Kendall's disease wasn't contagious. The doctors would have told them a long time ago. Idiot…
He was stirred out of his thoughts when Kendall stirred. Logan jumped up, a smile replacing the drown on his face. "Kendall! You're awake!"
Kendall rubbed his eyes tiredly with his hands. "Mommy?" he whispered softly, his voice hoarse and vulnerable sounding. Logan smiled down gently at him.
"It's Logan and Carlos, remember? You're best hockey friends?" Carlos didn't know if he were imagining for not, but Logan sound a little desperate for Kendall to somehow remember them. Carlos was feeling the same way. What if Kendall just never remembered them again? Then what? The foursome would be only a threesome. That was no fun.
Kendall smiled lopsidedly. Carlos hadn't seen the blonde smile in weeks. "Logan and Arlos…" he slurred softly, blinking.
Logan ran his hands through Kendall's hair again. "It's Logan and Carlos, remember?" He repeated. Kendall didn't seem to notice he'd pronounced Carlos's name wrong until he giggled.
"Oops, sorry Carlos." He sounded distant, like he was in a different world but somehow still here. But it was the most Carlos had heard Kendall speak since… well, the accident. Maybe Kendall could get better. Probably not, but maybe, right?
"How are you feeling, Kendall?" Logan continues, trying to ignore Kendall's… different behavior. Kendall just grinned lopsidedly, his eyes darting around the room.
"I want ice cream, Logie." Kendall whispered, his eyes bright and wider than they usually were. Logan nodded, patting the blonde's head.
"Maybe later, alright?" He asked gently. Kendall shook his head from left to right, his blonde bangs bouncing.
"No! I wan it now!" He screamed, tears in his eyes. Logan flinched, not expecting the rapid mood change. Carlos stared at Kendall, appalled. How could Kendall have gone from happy to sad in a snap? He didn't usually do that.
"K-Kendall, calm down, please." Carlos begged, taking a step away from Kendall's widely flailing arms. Carlos hated seeing Kendall like this. He hated it so much…
"Kendall, we'll get you ice cream, alright?" Logan snapped. Kendall didn't seem to hear the irritated tone, or he just didn't care. But he stopped struggling, sniffling and chewing on his lip.
"Get the ice cream!" He shouted like a little kid, his eyes wide. Logan nodded, turning to Carlos.
"Carlos, go get Mrs. Knight to take Katie to get some ice cream for Kendall, and then go sit with James for awhile." He ordered. Carlos just nodded, not saying a word. He'd never seen Logan step up like this before in times of pressure, but he wasn't going to question it. He didn't what to do, so it was good that Logan did.
He practically jumped out of the room when Kendall shouted "I want chocolate!" and walked quickly over to where Mrs. Knight and Katie were. After asking two different nurses, he finally found them. "Mrs. Knight!" The middle aged woman turned around, her eyes red and tired.
"Carlos, sweetie, what's wrong?" She asked gently, her eyes still shining protectively. Carlos smiled at her.
"It's… it's Kendall. He, uh, he wants ice cream. Chocolate. Like, now." He said, trying to make Mrs. Knight understand. The woman seemed to get it right away.
"Thank you, sweetie. Katie, come on, let's get some ice cream for Kendall and then we can visit him, alright?" Katie nodded silently, her had down and her hair over her face. Carlos longed for that devious lively little girl Katie once was. She was just a shadow of herself now. And Carlos didn't know if she'd ever go back to the way she was.
"Take care, alright sweetie? I love you." Mrs. Knight kissed Carlos on the cheek, then wrapped her arm around Katie's shoulders and walked away silently.
Carlos sighed, putting his hand on James's door handle. He blinked back the tears in his eyes. He needed to take care of James. His big brother was hurt, not just physically, but emotionally too. This was affecting him more than he would let on.
Carlos nodded to himself. "Don't worry, James, I'm here." He whispered, before pushing the metal door open.
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Logan tapped his fingers on the side of Kendall's hospital bed impatiently. When was Mrs. Knight and Katie going to get here? He was running out of ways to distract Kendall from thinking about his beloved ice cream.
"When's da ice cream gonna get'ere, Logie?" Kendall asked, groaning childishly. Logan was really scared. Kendall and him hadn't even had a normal conversation yet. It was like talking to a 5 year old. What do you expect, Mr. Genius? This is was retardation means…
Logan shook his head. Kendall was still the same, he still had to be in there somehow. Maybe not all of him, but Logan was sure he could find at least some little part of Kendall still in there somewhere. He just didn't know how.
"Soon, Kendall. I promise." Just as Logan finished his sentence, the door opened slowly, and Katie's small head peeked in.
"Kendall? You're ice cream's here." She said in a small voice. It was so unlike her, yet Logan didn't blame her. Kendall didn't seem to notice, though, and he clapped his hands together happily.
"Yay! Mommy's here! And my ice cream!" Kendall shouted in joy, his green eyes sparkling and bright.
Mrs. Knight smiled, but Logan could tell she was breaking on the inside. The son she'd spent her whole life caring for was now diagnosed with a horrible disease, or whatever it was called.
"Yep, here you are, Kendall. Chocolate, your favorite." She grinned when Kendall kissed her on the cheek thankfully.
"Where's my little brotha?" Kendall asked, his mouth full of ice cream, his eyes darting around the room.
Logan bit his lip. "Uh, he's with, uh, James. You remember James?"
Kendall let out some sort of noise between a snort and a giggle. "Yep, da one with da long girl hair?" Even Logan had to smile at that.
'Yep, that's him alright. James got a little… sick. So Carlos is taking care of him." Logan explained slowly. The words seemed to process in Kendall's mind, for he nodded and grinned as if he James being sick didn't affect him one bit. Maybe it doesn't…
For the next hour or two, Logan, Mrs. Knight, and Katie chatted with Kendall. It wasn't even close to what they talked about in the past. Before, the usual talk was about hockey, Gustavo, jerks Kendall wanted to beat up, and the band. Now it was about ice cream, cooties, and making strawberry cake.
But they didn't mind. As long as Kendall was there… that was all they could ever ask for right now, wasn't it?
A/N- Alright, these author's notes are starting to sound like a tape recorder: I'm SO sorry this update was so painfully slow! And then this crappy chapter… at least you saw Kendall again? Yeah?
Anyways… yeah. I have some good news, though. I'm starting a new story called Then There Were None. I started it but kinda put it on hiatus for, like, a LONG time. And I ALWAYS finish my stories, so I decided to rewrite that one. So yeah, check it out! It'll be up very soon (like today or tomorrow!)
So peace, love, and giraffes,
Anonymous Skrtle
