James read the journal over and over. Trying to piece everything. James was trying to find out why Carlos killed himself, why he did what he did that day,what made him he do it and why Kendall haven't visited him. And where was Kendall now? James was looking at the journal for probably two hours, kept reading it over and over.

Jett asked everyone at the Palmwoods if they seen Kendall since he was kicked out a week ago. Why was he staying in 2J anyway? How could he stay there after everything that happened? Jett thought. But no one saw Kendall since a week ago.

"So, you found him yet?" Dak asked, scrolling online.

"No. He couldn't of vanished. Could he?" Jett said.

"Well, I guess he could of. It's a possiblity."

"What are you even doing anyway?" Jett said, looking over to Dak's laptop. "You're looking at medicine?"

"I'm trying to find information on different medicines."

"I still don't believe he mixed his medicine."

"Then who did?" Dak asked.

"I don't know. Maybe a doctor? Maybe someone else?" Jett said, wanting to say something else but didn't.

"You coming?" Logan asked, looking over at Carlos.

"Yeah. I'll be ready in a minute." Carlos said.

"Okay." Logan said, walking out the room.

Carlos sighed. He didn't really felt going today. It must've been the medicine that made him less energizied. But what he didn't know was that he was taking the wrong medicine and a week later, everything will change.

Carlos was sitting at the desk, and began writing.

This is probably the last time I'm going to write in here. I wished I could turn back time and changed that day but sadly I cam't. I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. I never meant to hurt anyone. I hope you all can forgive me one day. I feel guility everyday. I didn't know what I was doing. Honestly, I don't remember much of that day. But I am truly sorry. If only I could changed that day. I wished I could. I wish. If anyone reads this, just know I never meant to hurt anyone. Not on purpose. I just wished things was different. But I can't be here anymore. Guilt is eaten me alive. It was my fault the medicines got mixed but how did they got mixed? I never mixed them. I can't stay in here forever. I'm sorry. Sorry. This is goodbye.

Carlos wiped his tears and closed the journal. He walked over to the bed. He grabbed the blanket, wrapped it around the fan and wrapped it around his neck. He got on the chair. He stopped talking after that day, what was the use? Everyone hated him. He took a deep breath and said his last words. "I'm sorry, it's my fault." He kicked the chair over and after a few moments he stopped breathing.

"So have you found anything yet?" Wally asked.

"No. Do you think he just vanished?" Dak asked.

"No, I don't think so. No one ever truly just vanish. But it's weird that no one seen him. Why was he staying in 2J anyway?"

"I don't know. But something doesn't seem right." Dak said.

Three Days Later

Jett knocked on the door repeatedily.

"I'm coming!" James yelled, walking over to the door and opened it. "So what was so importmant that you wanted to tell me?"

"It's about Kendall." Jett said.

Hoped you liked it. My birthday was Friday and of course I didn't done anything I wanted to do. But I'm going to try and upload a story every week maybe upload more than one story weekly. Where do you guys think Kendall is? Was it Carlos fault? In the next chapter or few chapters you guys will know where Kendall has been. And a big secret and twist might be revealed soon.