Always and Forever (Kendall Schmidt Fanfic)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5:  

It had been pretty quiet after Kendall spoke my real name and not my nickname. I hadn't known what to say and he knew it too. I sat in utter complete silence and felt a raging problem in my heart. I had never been one of the girls who fell for just any guy. In high school, I always thought I was too good for any guy. I had never had a real boyfriend and so this was scary to me. I knew Kendall and I were just new friends, but I felt more and I was terrified with myself. What was I doing? What was I expecting to happen? Stay in LA forever, no responsibility, date Kendall, eventually get married, pop out a kid or two, then die when it was my time? I was shocked I had even thought of any of that. He and I have known each other like Scott said, mere hours. Oh, what this boy did to me.

"How long does it take for him to get ready?" Kendall asked finally after thirty minutes of waiting. I held up a finger and stood up smiling. I walked over to the bathroom door and knocked. I waited a moment and knocked again after no answer.

"Scott? You okay?" I asked. I tried jiggling the handle after a minute and it was locked. I had feared the worse. Scott was always one to have drug problems, and before partying, he always liked to take a hit of whatever he could find before he would go out in high school to calm his anxiety. He had already over dosed twice in the last three years and I didn't want to make it a yearly event. "Scott Reynolds open this damn door right now!" I yelled at him. No answer. Oh dear God. "Scott if you're conscious make some kind of way showing me you're still alive?" I told him. I then heard a falling of maybe the towel rack or something. I tried pushing on the door again as Kendall was suddenly behind me.

"What's going on Bobby?" He asked me worried.

"Scott has issues with drugs. I need to get in there Kendall." I told him. Kendall tried opening the door but couldn't. I pushed him aside, I've done this before trying to save Scott so here I go again. I kicked the door five times before the handle gave in. I rushed in to see Scott taking a hit of coke through a straw cut short on the edge of the tub.

"Oh hell no! Scott!" I said whacking the back of his head making his forehead hit the tub. I took toilet paper and scooped up the coke and put it in the toilet and flushed.

Scott laid on the ground cussing at me before he came to. He gets into this dark state of mind and he'll think he has to do something to be happy, and then he can snap back to normal all on his own or with my help. In high school his dad would beat him, so that explains his anxiety and why he hates being around people other than me. He was my best friend, no matter what weird metal illnesses he had, I'd always be there for him.

"Jackass." I said to him as I got off my knees and left him in the bathroom and past Kendall who was in the doorway. I started going through his stuff in his suitcase trying to figure out where he got the stuff. Kendall joined me by my side.

"You are so not what I expected." He told me. I looked to my left into his eyes.

"Yeah well, you'll either get used to me or get tired of me. I leave that up to you to choose." I told him before finding a Baggie full of white. I sighed and showed Kendall. "This is what Scott chooses sometimes, I have to knock some sense into him and he's good for another six months." I tell him as I lead him to the sink by his wrist, I pour out the dust little by little into the sink with a bunch of water, till it's all gone. I then throw away the Baggie and look down at Scott who is now coming back to his normal self.

"Has he always been this way?" Kendall asked. I shook my head looking up at him.

"Started in high school, his dad beat him everyday since fifth grade and in high school is when he finally told me and that's when these... 'Episodes' started to occur, or at least in front of me." I whispered to Kendall from the doorway of the bathroom. Scott slowly stood up and looked at me.

"Thanks Bobby." He said walking to the sink to put some water on his face. I nodded and looked at Kendall who looked astonished. I sighed and apologized for him having to see that.

"No it's okay. I'm the one who's sorry. You're an amazing friend Bobby." Kendall told me reaching out his arms to me in a hug. I took it. It was almost as if he could sense that I was having trouble at this very moment and needed some comforting.