Pièce de résistance

The Frustration

Kendall rushed over to Greg's apartment right after taking the call. He swept all other thoughts in his head away and the only thing on his mind at that time was for Greg to be safe. Please be safe, please.

When Kendall reached the front door of Greg's apartment, he didn't bother knocking. He just barged in as if it was the normal thing to do. He saw Greg sprawled out on the couch, looking quite unconscious. Kendall gingerly walked over and tapped him on the shoulders. Greg's eyes opened when he felt the tap and he shot up from the couch.

'Dude, what's wrong?' Kendall asked, his voice full of concern.

'Kendall...you came...I'm...' Greg immediately broke into tears.

Kendall sat Greg down on the couch. He didn't say another word to him but just watched him cry. He knew that it was useless to talk to him when he was tearing up. When Greg calmed down a little, Kendall spoke.

'So, can you tell me what's wrong now?'

'Everything...every goddamn thing!'

'Like what?'

'I can't write...I can't write any songs...'

'What kind of bullshit is that? The demos we listened to the other day, those were brilliant!'

'Yes, but I only had two sole writing credits! I used to be better than that! You know it! But now I can't even write a proper song!'

'I don't get why you're so upset about it.'

'I'm upset because of you!'

Kendall was shocked. Greg was upset because of him? What exactly did he do now? He wasn't sure how to respond to Greg's sudden verbal assault.

'Kendall...you know...I never really got over you...' Greg started sobbing again. Kendall felt uneasy.

'Greg -' Kendall started but he was cut off by Greg.

'Greg? You never call me that! It's always been Guitar Dude! Although I hate that name now but it's different when you say it! I'd give anything just to hear you say that name again!'

'You better stop doing whatever it is that makes you act like this.' Kendall stood up, prepared to leave but Greg grabbed hold of Kendall's arm.

'Kendall, I've been losing my abilities to write since we broke up. I struggled a lot when I was in Detroit. There's not a day that goes by without me thinking of you. I realized that I can't lose you, I really can't lose you, Kendall.'

Without warning, Greg attempted to force a kiss on Kendall. He managed to kiss him forcefully on the lips but it was a brief one as it stirred up the rage in Kendall as he pushed Greg away. Greg lost control of his balance and he landed on the couch.

'What the fuck! I told you we are over! Don't you come look for me again!' Kendall yelled.

With that, Kendall stormed out of Greg's apartment, ignoring Greg who was calling his name. When the door slammed, the tears welled up in Greg. He screamed and went into a furious rage, wrecking everything in his sight. But as he started to calm, Greg's cries slowly turned into small, evil laughs. It wasn't long before he managed a full blown evil laughter, an evil glint in his eyes was visible as he did so.

'Kendall...it's Logan, isn't it? You will be mine again...just you wait, Kendall...'

One important lesson that Kendall learned throughout his modeling career was professionalism. No matter what happened, once you come on set, you have to leave all dramas behind. It doesn't matter who, what or how, a model has to come to set with a clear mind, like a clean sheet of paper before he or she starts shooting. And that was what Kendall did. He didn't let the various recent dramas that happened in his life – the Logan and James thing and the confrontation with Guitar Dude days before – bother him as he shot the cover and spread for French Men's Health, his umpteenth shoot for the men's magazine.