Bad (A Logan Henderson/ Carlos Pena Story)

Carlos shot me *chapter 15*

Hey Rushers! :) Here's the next chapter to make up for the delays...

Bad

Logan Henderson/ Carlos Pena story

Part 15

*James' P.O.V*

Me and Kendall are in my house watching a movie. We have the rest of the week off so we decided to just chill at my place. Just then I got a telephone call from Logan's parents. 

"Hello?" I answered curiously. They don't usually call me this late!

"Hello James?!" His mom said frantically. She sounded worried and scared.

"Mrs.Henderson? What's wrong?" I said worried.

"Logan got shot and he's in the hospital! I tried to call Carlos but he's not answering his phone!"

"OH MY GOSH WHAT?! OKAY ME AND KENDALL ARE ON OUR WAY THERE." And I hung up the phone. 

"WHAT HAPPENED?! WHERE ARE WE GOING?!"

"LOGAN GOT SHOT AND HE'S IN THE HOSPITAL! COME ON LET'S GO!" 

"NO LOGIE!" 

We ran out the door and sprinted to my car. I started the engine with shaky hands and stomped on the pedal. Thank goodness there was no traffic and no police were around so we got there pretty quick. 

Once we got there we went to the front desk and asked where Logan's room was. It was in the second floor so we went up. Once we stepped off the elevator, we saw Mr and Mrs Henderson sitting on the waiting chair in front of Logan's room. Mrs Henderson was sobbing into Mr Henderson's shoulder while he supportively rubbed her back. He looked up and saw us and gave us a brief nod and continued calming his wife. She looked up and started crying even more when she saw us. 

"Any news on what happened or how he's doing?" Kendall asked.

"He's in the operating room. He was shot in the leg but luckily whoever shot him didn't shoot him near an arterie" Mr Henderson replied. Oh gosh I hope he's okay! 

*A Few Hours Later*

Logan's operation finished 2 hours ago so they said it's okay to go see him. We all walked in and Logan was sitting up, with his back supported by piles of pillows. He was looking at us and telling by his eyes and his facial expression, he was tired and was in a lot of pain right now.

"Are you okay honey?" Mrs Henderson asked while holding his hand.

"Yeah I'm fine mom. It just feels like I've been punched in the leg hundreds of times" 

"Who shot you?" I asked curiously. I will hunt the motherfucker responsible for this. Logan is like my brother!

"Carlos" he said while looking down

"WHAT?!" Everyone in the room screamed. 3 words: WHAT THE FUCK?!