"I don't even remember it happening. I just know I felt that horrible pain in my chest, I stopped breathing, really quickly and then I woke up here. Where was I when you found me?" I could only lay my head on top of James's as he wrapped both arms around me and sighed. Kendall was on his back in a hospital bed with a tube in his nose and an IV in his arm. His eyes were hooded and he was pale, and almost sick looking. I felt horrible. I felt scared and worried for the closest thing to a brother I had ever known, beside Carlos of course. I hated that I had to be the one to pump air into his lungs and basically bring him back to life. The paramedic told me if I hadn't done what I did, Kendall wouldn't be alive. That wasn't very easy to hear. James had to calm me down quite a bit and I loved that he was here with me. For me and for Kendall.
"In the living room. I think you fell…I heard it and I'm sorry I didn't get to you beforehand but…" I kissed James head quick hearing the guilt in his voice. "Anyway, some chairs were knocked over, your juice was spilled over. I'm just glad you're alright dude." Kendall chuckled quietly and closed his eyes lying back completely. I closed my own eyes and snuggled down on James's body so my head was tucked under his chin. I slid one of my hands into his sweater underneath and fought a yawn letting the sounds of the hospital relax me a little bit. "This one was really freaked out. You had him scared buddy." I turned my head fast so my face was in his neck so neither could see my red cheeks. James only seemed to hug around me tighter making me feel 100 times better.
"Sorry Loges. I'll try not to have a heart attack in your house again." I groaned quietly, probably so only James could hear it. "Not that I don't want you two here, because I do, I just…is Carlos coming? Or does he not want to see me?" I turned and opened my eyes fast staring at my very hurt best friend. He sounded so sad. So heartbroken. I wanted to tell him a lot. I wanted to run to him and hold him. But I didn't need to. The hospital door, that wasn't closed all the way opened slowly and a petrified Carlos walked in slowly. I got off James's lap and watched with happy eyes as Carlos walked towards Kendall's bed tears running down his face. "Hey baby…come here." Carlos cried out quietly and dived head first into Kendall shoving his face in his chest. Kendall groaned a little but the embrace was so sweet I wasn't worried about Kendall being in pain. I don't even think Kendall was worried about being in pain. "I'm sorry about last night…" Carlos cried again and mumbled something, but it was only audible for Kendall. I heard a sigh from James behind me, and let him put a hand on my butt as he pulled me back into him. I could feel nothing but happiness watching my two best friends hug and kiss and wipe each other's tears away. However, because I was just happy to see Carlos with Kendall I didn't notice the other person who was now standing in the room, looking awkward. He had a coat in his hand that actually looked like Carlos's. But it was harder for me to think he was here to be a good guy for Carlos in his time of need. Seeing Louis and hearing my two best friends talking quietly, made me feel angry, and sad. I wanted to scream and yell at Louis to get out and leave us alone. I wanted to tell him he wasn't welcome. But the words couldn't come out of my mouth. In fact I couldn't see Louis anymore which kind of cleared the air for me and made it easier to see straight. James was standing in front of me, almost in a protective way.
"What are you doing here?" James sounded pissed, and he sounded ready to pounce, but he kept his cool. I stepped up fast, getting right behind him, slipping a hand into his back pocket of his jeans. I set my forehead on his shoulder and closed my eyes.
"Well…Carlos got the call that Kendall had a heart attack. He was a wreck. He couldn't drive himself so I offered to bring him."
"Well thank you, but he's in good hands now." I opened my eyes hearing movement from Kendall's bed and saw Carlos glaring at James. He wiped his face and swallowed hard looking from James, to me, and then to Kendall. He set a hand on Kendall's forehead which made Kendall smile and close his eyes, but Carlos didn't stay looking at him. He lifted his head, and looked at James again shaking his head.
"I asked him to be here James. I didn't ask you." I could see James's body literally droop. It might have killed him to hear Carlos say it. I know it made my head swim a little. I stepped forward fast getting in front of James, blocking him like eh blocked me. Carlos looked at me before looking back at Kendall sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Carlos…"
"Why don't you two just leave." It felt like a ton of bricks were dropped on my head, and my heart. Carlos and I have never gotten in a fight. We have never said anything to each other, that would hurt the other.
"Carlos I don't know what you're going through but I bet it's not easy to see the love of your life in a hospital bed after a heart attack but you guys are my best friends." Carlos jumped up quick. He looked at me, only showing anger. Kendall had his eyes open and was staring at Carlos, worried.
"Yeah Logan. The love of my life. Not yours. And best friends don't stab each other in the back." My mouth parted slightly and he shook his head. "It must be so fucking hard for you Logan. To have so many attractive guys chasing after you. And it must be so hard for you to have to lie to your fiancée about your stupid decisions. It would just be best if you and your boyfriend left us alone for a while."
"What the hell are you talking about Carlos?! I just saved Kendall's life! I had to see his unmoving, un-breathing body on my living room floor, an di had to pump air into his lungs! Nothing else matters except that Kendall is okay!"
"He wouldn't have had a heart attack if your problems, and James's stupid theories weren't stressing him out!" I fell a little hearing it and let my heart ache just a little harder. "And stop trying to act like you're so innocent and smart and good! I know what you did! I know you kissed him! I saw the picture Logan!" My mouth closed tight and for some reason my head snapped to Louis. He looked worried and when eh locked eyes he sighed out. "You have some nerves trying to act like you saved his life because you care about him! All you fucking want is everyone to worry about you and look after you. Give you attention! Why don't you tell James what the fuck you and Kendall were doing in Louis's office last night?! That you broke in and stole something form his office and then made out with your supposed best friend!" I was pulled back harshly and almost stumbled to the chair James and I were just sitting in. I couldn't stop staring at Louis. And Carlos was still glaring down at me.
"Why don't you calm the hell down and be here for your boyfriend while he's fucking sick." Everyone turned to James who was seething. It looked like he was going to say something else, and maybe lunge towards Carlos but he didn't get the chance.
"Babe…I kissed him." I looked down after seeing Carlos turn to Kendall. "Please…just calm down and hear me out. Logan was freaked out, and I acted like an idiot. We pulled away and that was it. It meant nothing." Carlos was crying again and sat himself on the edge of Kendall's bed taking his hand in his own.
"I can't be mad at you right now. You're in a hospital bed but…I just want to see you right now. I want us to be alone." My heart was definitely being snapped in half and then stomped on. I wanted to fall into both Carlos and Kendall's arms and just cry but I wasn't welcomed in this room right now. Carlos didn't want me here and maybe neither did Kendall. And before Kendall or Carlos could shoe us out, I was grabbed and pulled to the hospital door, right after James. I could sense how pissed and annoyed he was but he didn't give me a chance to question him or stop him. He did however drop his hand down form my upper arm to my hand, and laced our fingers together. I had never felt more safe or comfortable than when I pushed my body into him. At that point I didn't care if he took em to the ends of the world. I just wanted to cling to his body and cry. And cry I did.
I probably looked ridiculous and stupid for how I was reacting but I couldn't stop crying as James put me in my car and drove us away from the hospital. I never let his hand go and he continuously told me it was going to be oaky and that he loved me. It helped a bunches. I calmed myself down enough by the time that we got home that I wasn't sobbing or hyperventilating. It was a mix of sadness over getting kicked out of my sick friends hospital room, and knowing that friend had just had a heart attack. On top of that everything that has happened in the past two days has just kind of crashed on top of my head, and for some reason pulling up into the driveway of our nice, comfy, cozy home, made me calm down. I waited, while James got out, to clean my face and dry my tears. He opened my door and even reached in to take off my seatbelt. When he got back out of the car, I got out after, very fast and collided into the side of his body. He shut the door for me and clicked the button to lock the car, just as we walked up the walkway to the front door. We stopped short. I was shoved almost too roughly behind James making me glare at the back of his head, but remembering what I just saw made me look around him and grab his big, strong bicep. Our front door was wide open. It looked, actually, like someone had kicked it open. There was a piece of broken wood form the door on the porch. All the lights were of fin the house, which made it look a little creepy because it was almost pitch black outside. There was no noise, and no lights. It scared em and it worried me. "Babe…did we lock up?" James turned to face me for just a millisecond before turning back to the door and shaking his head.
"It…we had to leave right after Kendall and the ambulance. I think it was the last think on our mind. Just…go call the cops. Go wait in the car."
"I'm not letting you walk in there by yourself. Let's just check it out together, make sure no one's there, and then we'll call. Don't argue." I tried to walk in front of him, but he's too strong, and too quick and put me back behind me, keeping an arm on my body, to make sure I stayed right behind him. We started walking, and I fumbled with my phone so I could have a light. By the time I got it open and in front of us, we were a foot away from the door. James stepped in quietly and slowly tightening his hand on my hip. I gripped his sweater seeing the house, in the exact same shape we had left it. The chairs knocked over, the cranberry juice spilled on the carpet by the table. Besides the door, and for as far as I could see, nothing seemed out of place. However a sick disturbing though came into my head as I heard absolutely nothing in the house. Romeo…he wasn't barking, he wasn't panting and running down the stairs. It made me clutch onto James tighter with absolute fear. "Romeo…" James sucked in a hard breath and I tried pulling him back outside the house. In that split second that we weren't close, because I pulled back as he stayed put, someone, I couldn't see right away, came out of nowhere and hit James hard, in the head, with a baseball bat. His huge hard body fell to the floor within a second and before I could go to his unmoving body a hand wrapped around my mouth and an arm wrapped around my stomach, trapping my own arms under his. I assumed it was a he.
"Keep him quiet. Get the tape and the rope and help me get this Frankenstein up. Louis wants them both." That voice was so recognizable, but without seeing the face, I couldn't name it. I struggled and tried to get free, but the arms holding me against a huge, bigger than James, body was making it difficult. "Turn on a light. I want to see if I killed the oaf." I screamed into the hand holding around my mouth but it didn't do anything helpful. And then the light got turned on in our front hallway and five men, standing around James's body came into view. The first one I saw, I recognized easily. Detective John Steel. "Remember guys…we're getting paid the rest of our money tonight. If everything goes according to plan…" He stepped over James body and smiled at me tossing the bat with a little bit of blood on the tip to the floor, before looking back at one of the other men. I also looked and started to panic even more seeing my sweet little fat Pug in the arms of an unknown man. He looked content and happy, only because someone was paying attention. Worst guard dog ever. "We'll live the good life and have everything we want. Let's not screw this up. Get them both in the car. Someone is waiting for them."