Recurring Brother Problems

Chapter 18: Get A Room

Chapter 18: Get A Room (Cameron's p.o.v)

    When I pulled the door open that led into the kitchen, I ran strait into someone. And I let out a little scream.

    "Ahh!"

    The person wrapped there arms around me, crushing me into them. Now I had no idea who it was. I tried to get away.

    "Woah, woah. Relax, it's just me." I heard Kendall say.

I sighed in relief. And he let me go just a little.

    "Thank goodness it's just you." I got out.

    "Yeah?" He said a little confused.

When he fully released me. I didn't let go. I held onto him. I'm so glad he's okay. Nothing happened to him.

    "Get a room." Carlos said walking by us.

We both laughed a little at that. But there was no need. Nothing was going on.

    "Umm..." We heard, and we both turned our heads over to see Logan standing there confused.

    "Oh Logan." I said detaching myself from Kendall. And Kendall just nodded.

Logan seemed a little bit confused and a bit shocked. But he soon spoke up. "I didn't mean to uh... you know break up what ever that was, but uh..." He seemed to struggle for the next words. "Its, you know. Umm..." He started to scratch his head, then rubbed the back of neck.

He must really not know what to say....

He started to open his mouth to say something then shut it quickly. He did this a few times. Then finally he spit it out.

    "I don't know what to do. Or where to go. I.... I live here, but I just don't know. I was hopping that when I came home I would remember, but no." He finished a little sad.

I stood there not knowing what to do or say. How could I?

    "It's alright man. We'll uh, we'll show you." Kendall said putting his hand on Logan's shoulder, reassuring him. Then pulled me along with them.

It felt like I was on a tour of the house. Even though I never got one from them. I did it myself, but this time it was different. It was depressing. Kendall was showing Logan where every thing was. Through out I could tell Logan was getting more and more depressed. And probably a little more and more mad at him self for not knowing.

The last thing Kendall showed was the hallway that led to our bedrooms.

    Kendall started to pull me along down the hallway but I stopped. I turned around to find Logan just standing there.

    "Logan?" I called his name.

No response.

    "Logan?" Kendall tried.

Nothing.

    I let go of Kendall's hand and started to walk back towards Logan. But as I got closer to him, he turned his head to look away.

What's up with that?

    "Logan? Are you okay?" I asked him, standing a few feet from him.

His eyes looked up at me, acknowledging me, but soon adverted again.

    "Hey," I started, "it's going to be fine." I told him.

If I wasn't watching him, I would never caught that he barley shook his head.

    "It'll come back. I promise. Come on, I'll show you to your room. Then you can be alone if you want." I held out my hand.

I don't know how long we stood there, but eventually he moved. He didn't grab my hand, but he walked passed me. That has to be something right? At least he moved.