Chapter 6: Crazy
*Carlos' POV*
We are all trying. We all agreed. I think that the meeting went well but I get that horrible feeling that I'm being lied to, although I don't know who's lying- it could be any of them.
It's currently midnight and I can't sleep. I don't know what to do. I can't ask Logan- he hates being woken up, James is asleep and God knows where Kendall is. Before I went to bed he wasn't back, and I haven't heard the door yet.
Man I feel lonely, is this how Logan feel constantly? I'm so worried about my boys, where is Kendall? It's good to know that James is being sick less and that Logan is going to get some antidepressants.
Can you get anti-hyper stuff? Would it be depressants? At school we were told that alcohol is a depressant, would that help me? Mama Knight has no alcohol in the apartment though. But I could easily buy some beer. I'm not old enough, but they'd sell it to me, right? Because I'm famous I should be able to get it.
I probably sound crazy right now, but I need to do something. I can't live like this forever, and maybe if I was less hyper I'd be able to tell who was lying, maybe I could help the others.
We're so damn messed up, we all need help. How do I know that they're still alive? I don't. I hate night time, I worry loads, I have to help them. I could go check up on Logie, but he might think I'm being nosy, if he's still awake. I'm going to have to do something.
I better get up and go for a walk. I'll take my headphones, if not I'll get bored, as there's no one to talk to. I could go buy that alcohol, or at least try.
Great. I have pins and needles in my legs. I knew I shouldn't have sat crossed legged on my bed- like a five year old. I always find to get back to normal I have to kick my legs. Right, I'm up, too the kitchen area for some water.
Back to my room to get dressed, I'll put on sweatpants and a hoodie, maybe I'll go jogging. I better get going; it's now nearly one am.
I feel like a rebel, leaving the apartment in the middle of the night, to go buy alcohol of all things. When did I get so messed up? I'm crazy.