My first Kenlos story, Rhett9 must be so proud.

This is dedicated to Joseph (Rhett9),Sue (BreakFree) and Abi (shogoki17) MY heroes,who saved me from my own hell, who have never let me think low of myself, and have saved my life.

In this story I'm kind of like Kendall, weak, in need, not able to take care of themselves, someone who just wants love,and needs someone to save them. Someone who's considered suicide probably every night of there life's,and have been standing on the edge of that cliff,right before someone pulled them back.

In this story, Carlos is Kendall's savor, but mine will always be them.

January 1996 in Minnesota was a freezing winter. One of the worse ones that Minnesota had had in a long while.

And there Winters were terrible.

That night, a horrible blizzard had started,and also on that night, was the night that Elizabeth Knight water broke.

Jacob Knight had brought the love of his life to the hospital, they had been married since the summer after there last high school year, they had been high school sweethearts.

Two years after there marriage, they were both now just nineteen when Lizzie had discovered that she was pregnant, both had been had been very happy, they knew it would have to be hard, but that was expected,yet at the same time,they were okay with it,they were exited to have a baby together.

The first eight months flew by surprisingly well,and very easy,and it was only in her last month of pregnancy when Lizzie and Jacob were told that there baby very sick,and he might not live threw the birth.

They had both been heartbroken of course, but they refused to give up, this was there baby,and he was going to live,and if he did die, they would have tried there best.

But when that winter night came around,the baby didn't die, he had a weak heart,and he had very sick lungs,so he had to be in the hospital for two extra weeks. He was a real runt,that's was what they called him. Puny and weak.

But Lizzie didn't make it, she died giving birth to her baby, which she would have given her life for,and in the end,she had.

Jacob was heartbroken. More than he ever had been in his entire life.

His wife was dead,and it was all the babies fault.

Jacob blamed Kendall Knight, his sick and innocent new born son.

He hated him...

He hated Kendall...

For taking away the single thing he had loved more than anything else in the world. He had been prepared to love Kendall too,to make Lizzie and Kendall his whole entire world,but now he couldn't.

Because Lizzie was gone,

...and to him,it was all Kendall's fault.

"LET ME GO!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU BITCH!"

Jacob Knight grabbed his son by his pale,small wrist, jerking the small boy closer to him before delivering a rough smack across the little blondes face.

"DADDY STOP!"

Jacob punched the smaller male right in the gut,the blonde gasping loudly as he fell to floor at his fathers boot covered feet, the top of the mans boots at once connecting with Kendall's body.

In the ribs, the burning pain ached around the sensitive bones like a knife, his stomach, he felt like someone had kicked right threw it, not only was it empty to no end,it was bruised and abused from his father who was kicking him.

A strong foot stepped down on his wind pipe, making him chock,clawing at his fathers foot as he tried to breath, not a ounce of air able to get to his already small and weak lungs, Kendall had been born with intense asthma,and numerous problems with his lungs and his heart.

Jacob broke his hold as soon as Kendall began to see white,the blonde sobbing as he sucked in a deep breath of air as fast and hard as he could.

"You disgusting faggot." Jacob sneered,

The worn out hunting boots lifted up once again stomping into Kendall pale back, Kendall screamed, the bottom of the mans boots digging into his skin and wrenching up his skin, blood seeping quickly threw the blondes white shirt.

"Dirty blood. Bitch blood."

Jacob kicked Kendall in the face, the blonde sobbing and crawling away from his father as fast as he could, Jacob stomped after him, kicking him every time he whimpered from the pain in his knees, taunting him, teasing him, until Kendall got to the stairs leading to the first floor,

Jacob kicked Kendall right down them, laughing every time the blondes screamed in pain, the hard wood stairs left him with bruises all over, it crushed his ribs ever more, made his weak heart thump to fast, it could hardly handle it,and blood gushed from his back,blood painting the steps here and there.

Kendall fell into a pool of his own blood at the bottom of the stairs, older cuts having been torn open once again, bruises replicating over each other, cuts becoming bloody and fleshie.

"Clean this up,you disgusting brat."

And then Jacob walked away,slamming his door right behind him.

Kendall sobbed,he couldn't move a single limb, he sucked in some deep breaths, waiting a moment before slowly forcing himself into a position so he was on his hands and knees.

Kendall slowly crawled to the bathroom on the first floor, his knees cracking before him, blood seeping threw the knees of his sweatpants, his palms were sweaty and scratched, they stung horribly,and it only became worse when they were rubbed against the carpet.

The blonde barely made it to the bathroom, he pushed the door open, grabbing a towel and pressed it into his back to soak up the blood.

He would clean up later.

Then the pain finally fainted, into the blackness and numbness that was sleep.

So,just wanted to give a little bit of background, you'll meet Carlos in the next chapter.

I choose the name Jacob,because it was the name of the guy broke my heart when I was so innocently in love with him. You'll run into people in here,with the names of the people who have broke me down and screwed me over and over again in life.

So,hope you all enjoyed this. And tell me what you thought?

Lots Of Love,

Sarah