Unforgetable *chapter 33*

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Logan Henderson/ Carlos Pena story

Part 33

*Carlos' P.O.V*

We went to the morgue and I started crying again. For the record, I am not weak. I am in mourning so I have a reason to be sensitive and emotional. I looked at his body and remembered all of the great memories we've had. He was like a little brother to me and he always had my back. I already miss him! How am I supposed to live with myself knowing I didn't have a chance to say goodbye to him properly? This is all that bitch Sammy's fault! If she wasn't psycho and didn't have issues, Kendall would still be with us! Oh shit what about our fans?! How are they gonna cope with this? This is all just happening too fast! So many things are going through my mind and I just need some time to think things over and let them sink in. I don't know what to do or what I did in my life to deserve this. I just wanted to make people happy!

*A few days later, still Carlos' P.O.V*

Me and Lourdes just chilled at my place since the day I visited Kendall in the morgue. Tomorrow is Kendall's funeral and I'm pretty sure it's gonna be televised. Our Rushers have been tweeting me and the guys non-stop and I wish I could make all of them happy. The top trends on twitter are '#RIPHeffronDrive and #RIPKendallSchmidt'. I knew this day would come but I never knew it would come so soon. I wish he would just come back to us.

*Kendall's funeral*

Me, Lourdes, and the other guys were paying our respects to Kendall's family when a police car pulled up. Me and the guys walked up to it while Lourdes hugged Kendall's mom, Kathy. An officer walked out of the car.

"Can we help you officer?" I asked.

"One of the inmates has asked to pay her respects." When he said that the three of us looked at each other. He opened the car door and out came the stupid bitch who caused all of this. Samantha Droke. She had an evil grin plastered on her face and I just wanted to rip it off her face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked her agitated.

"I've come to pay my respects what the hell does it look like I'm doing?" She retorted.

"You don't fucking deserve to be here. You're the reason he's dead!" I snapped.

"Oohh fiesty are we?"

"I have every reason to be mad at you. Now get out of my face before I seperate that ugly pathetic head from your worthless overused body alright? Officers please take her away." I said turning around.

"No one fucking talks to me like that" she snarled. And then it happened so fast. I turn around and I see Sammy attacking the officers. This girl's got anger management issues man. All three of them are on the ground and she has a gun in her hand. She grabs James and before he could react he has a gun pointed at his head. This all happened in approximately 20 seconds. You have got to be fucking kidding me! I cannot have one day of peace! I looked up at the sky and mouthed 'why me?'

"Put the gun down Samantha!" I said cautiously.

"No! Get the cameras out of my face!" She yelled wth crazy eyes. I almost forgot the paparazzi would be here!

"Get them out of here! I'll take care of this don't worry." I told Logan. He nodded and did as I told him.

"Samantha? Sammy? Put the gun down okay? I can help you just put the gun down!" I said soothingly.

"No! You're gonna lie and bring me back to that horrible jail again!"

"I promise you won't go back to jail!" You're going to a mental hospital you crazy bastard!

"Listen to me, put down the gun and we can talk about this like civilized people okay?"

She hesitated but she finally dropped the gun. I'm just glad James is safe! The officers re-cuffed her and the last thing I heard them say to me was

"Good job! Now off to the mental hospital!" before they got in their cars.

"Thanks for saving me man!" James said while hugging me.

"No problem!" I said.

"Good job!" Logan said while patting me on the back. I smiled at him and thanked him.

"Are you okay babe?!" Lourdes said while hugging me tightly. I laughed.

"Yeah I'm fine don't worry!" I said reassuringly.

Well I know I'm not gonna forget today. Ever.

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