A/N: Mentions of self harm.
2 Years Ago, 2 weeks and 1 day after James left
Kendall woked up after crying himself to sleep. He looked around, wishing it was just a bad dream these past two weeks had been. It was real, unfortunately. He got up from James bed. He cried himself to sleep, laying on James bed. He didn't mean to fall asleep on James bed but when he laid down on his bed, it felt nice. If only James was here. WIth James, Kendall could tell him anything. Sometimes he didn't had to tell him anything. James would just knew something was bothering Kendall. Kendall got up after a few moments and walked out the room.
He saw Logan in the kitchen, fixing himself some breakfast. Logan didn't acknowlegde him. Kendall decided to just go down the park.
Kendall arrived at the park and sat down on a swing. No one really went to the park. There was a new one everyone went to. But Kendall and James would always went down that park. Just hanging out. He missed James. Kendall got out his phone and sent James a message. He put his phone back into his pocket.
After a while later, Kendall got up from the swing and started to head back.
Kendall walked back to the Palmwoods and stopped in front of it. The first time he stepped in, he was with the guys. Now, him and the guys was drifting away.
He walked into the apartment and headed back to 2J.
He went to turn the door knob but stopped.
He wished he could walked back into the apartment and everything turned normal. He put his hand back on the door knob and slowly turned it. He sighed after opening the door. It looked empty.
He looked around and didn't saw anyone. He was alone. He went in his room he shared with James and locked the door.
He decided to leave a voicemail.
I don't know why you won't answer me. Why won't you? You been responding to Logan and Carlos. But not me. Why? Do you hate me or something? I -I'm sorry, James. I'm sorry for whatever I did. Just please, call me or message me back to know that our friendship is okay. I miss you. You're my best friend and I really miss you. I'm sorry.
Kendall stared at his phone for what seemed like forever but it was only a minute. He sent the voicemail to James. Hoping, maybe this time James would respond to him. But James never did.
He walked out the room when he heard a knock on the door. He opened it.
"Mr. Bitters, what are you doing here?"
"Can I come in?"
"Sure."
Mr. Bitters walked in."Your friends just took their names off the lease."
"What are you talking about?"
"Logan and Carlos. Appartently, they don't want to stay here anymore and took their names off the lease. They said they wouldn't be able to afford the apartment."
"What about me? I won't be able to afford it on my own! Why do they keep making decisions and leaving me out of it! Why!" Kendall said, breaking down.
Mr. Bitters felt bad for Kendall. He never saw him like this before.
"There isn't much I can do but give you six months to try and find a new place to live. I'm sorry, Kendall." Mr. Bitters said and then left the apartment.
It wasn't fair. How could they do this? Why won't his friends talk to him? It wasn't fair.
He was only seventeen. Logan and Carlos was eighteen. Logan just turned eighteen two months ago, one month before Carlos.
They used to be so close. Why won't they talk to Kendall now? What did he do wrong?
"Buddha bob, I need you to call the police and possibly the ambulance and send them to 2J." Mr. Bitters said.
"Why? What's going?" Buddha Bob asked.
"It's Kendall. I'm afraid he's going to end up hurting himself. Just call them. I'm going to go up there and check on him."
"Okay." Buddha Bob said and dialed the police.
Mr. Bitters ran to 2J. He had a gut feeling something was wrong with Kendall. The look he saw in Kendall's eyes, looked like helpless. That was the same looked he saw in his father, before his father killed himself.
Mr. Bitter's used his master key and barged through the apartment.
He ran in the kitchen when he saw Kendall. His legs pulled to his chest. He also noticed Kendall holding a knife. His body trembling.
Mr. Bitters sat next to Kendall.
"Give me the knife, please."
"I don't understand. Why won't they just talk to me? We're supposed to be best friends!" Kendall whispered, his voice rasped from crying.
"Hey, it's going to be okay. Just hand me the knife." Mr. Bitters said.
Kendall dropped the knife to the floor.
Mr. Bitters gently grabbed the knife and put it back on the counter and sat back down to Kendall.
"It's going to be okay." Mr. Bitters said.
Cops and paramedics arrived moments later.
"Are you hurt?" An paramedic asked Kendall.
Kendall shook his head.
"He's really upset." Mr. Bitters told the paramedic. "I was just worried about him."
A cop walked over to Kendall. "Do you want us to call someone?"
"They won't answer. They hate me. I don't u - understand what I did wrong."
"His friends took their names off the lease without telling him." Mr. Bitters told the cop.
The cop nodded. "Can I speak to you in private?"
"Of course." Mr. Bitters said and walked into another room with the cop.
"He doesn't seemed hurt, physically. Emotionally, yes. I'm not sure if him stayong alone is the best thing for him. Is there anyone he can get a hold of? Other than his friends."
"I can get a hold of his mother. He can stay with me for the time being." Mr. Bitters said.
"Okay. I think him leaving this apartment might be best for now." The cop said.
Mr. Bitters opened the door, letting Kendall inside his home. "It's not as big as your apartment was but hopefully it'll do. Help yourself to anything in the fridge. I unfortunately have one room but you can sleep in the bed and I'll take the couch."
"I can sleep on the couch. I don't want to be a burden." Kendall said.
"You won't be a burden. I insist you take my bed."
"What about the apartment?"
"Well, you can stay here for as long as you like. You don't have to pay rent either."
"Why are you being nice to me?"
"Because I do care about you. I care about all my tenants believe it or not. I just don't show it."
"Why did you came back after you left?"
"I saw the looked in your eyes. It was the same looked my father had before he killed himself. I wanted to make sure you was okay."
"I'm sorry for making you worry."
"Don't be sorry. You have nothing to apogolized for. Make yourself at home and remember Kendall, your not a burden. If you ever need to talk to someone, you can talk to me."
"Thanks Mr. Bitters."
James was left alone with his thoughts after Kendall walked away. After a while later, James sat on the couch of 2J. He was going to stay there for, well he wasn't sure how long he was going to stay in 2J for. He got his phone out and scrolled to the last messages he got from Kendall two years ago that he never responded back.
I don't know what I did for you to not message me back or call me back. I'm sorry for whatever I did. I miss you, James. I hope you're okay. Just let me know you're okay. I'm not mad at you. Your my best friend. My brother. Just message me back, please. - Kendall.
Did I do something worng? - Kendall
I'm sorry, James. - Kendall
I miss you. - Kendall
Things are falling apart without you. - Kendall
Please, just please message me back. Please. - Kendall
I'm sorry. - Kendall
Please just let me know you're okay. I don't care if you're mad at me. - Kendall
James got to the last message Kendall sent him two years ago.
I just want to hear from my brother again. - Kendall
Hoped you liked it. Should Logan and Carlos talked to Kendall about the lease? Why do you guys think James didn't respond to Kendall messages or calls?