Pièce de résistance

The Reflection

When Logan reached home, Kendall tried to talk to him but he wouldn't listen. He ignored Kendall completely. Logan went to their shared bedroom, took out a suitcase and packed his stuff into the suitcase. Kendall was horrified. Was Logan leaving him?

'You can have the room tonight.' Logan said coldly, not making any eye contact with Kendall as he took the packed suitcase with him.

Logan didn't leave yet. He slept on the living room's couch that night. But he had trouble falling asleep. He didn't want to think about it but the images of Kendall kissing Greg filled his mind. He was hurt, disappointed, furious and confused. His eyes were like broken dams as tears streamed down seamlessly. Eventually, he fell asleep with a broken heart.

It was not any easier for Kendall, either. The large, comfortable bed they shared was nothing if there was no Logan by his side. He felt helpless, like he was all alone. Although the pain caused by Logan's palm on his cheeks lingered, it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart. He screwed up big time and he regretted his actions. The frustration he experienced was not a valid justification for what he did.

The next morning, a furious banging on the door woke Logan up from his sleep. He went over to open the door and he found Carlos standing there. Carlos' face was dark with rage but softened when he saw Logan. The noise woke Kendall up as well.

'KENDALL KNIGHT!' Carlos yelled when he saw Kendall emerged from the bedroom. He was ready to pounce on him and give him a beating. But Logan grabbed hold of Carlos before he could do it.

'Carlos, please, can we...can we just go, please?' Logan said weakly. He had no more energy left to deal with all the drama at the moment.

Carlos gave Kendall a death glare before picking up Logan's suitcase.

'I'll see you downstairs.' Carlos told Logan and he promptly left the house.

Now, Kendall and Logan were all alone. Their bodies were so close yet they were so far away from each other. Kendall wanted to open his mouth and say something but he didn't know what to say. All Logan did was look at Kendall intensely, all the while fighting a battle with himself. Part of him wanted to stay and give Kendall another chance while another part of him was severely hurt and he needed to get away from the man that he was looking at. Logan was on the verge of tears again when the memory of what he saw last night came back to haunt him. Just then, Kendall's hand latched on Logan's wrist. Logan looked up and he saw that Kendall's green eyes were tearing up.

'Logan, I'm so sorry...please don't go...' Kendall whispered through his tears.

Logan lost control over his tear ducts and his tears fell freely. He forcefully yanked Kendall's hand away and he walked as fast as he could to the elevator. Kendall watched helplessly from the front door as Logan entered the elevator, the look of hurt and sorrow evident on his face.

'It's all my fault...I'm sorry, Logan...I didn't mean it...' Kendall said. Those words...they never reached Logan's ears. Kendall sunk to the ground and he cried tears of regret. Logan left. Again.

Logan was dead tired after the long flight from Paris to Los Angeles. He was very quiet when he was on the plane, only opening his mouth to speak when he needed something. Carlos, ever the understanding one, just let him be. All Carlos wanted was for Logan to get some rest after all the stupid drama that occurred with Kendall and Greg. But then again, Carlos did not want Logan to break up with Kendall. Again. He knew that those two were meant to be together but judging from the current situation, the chance of them getting back together was slim.

'Carlos, thank you so much...thank you...' Logan sobbed into Carlos' embrace when they stepped into Carlos' LA apartment.

'Hey, it's alright man. You're gonna stop crying now and get some rest, alright? You better do what's good for you before I whoop your ass!' Carlos joked.