Chapter Two is here! Thank you all so much for your reviews, favorites and follows, it really means a lot!

Disclaimer: Same as chapter one.

Logan had known Carlos for almost eleven years. He'd been there for him every time he'd been picked on, whenever he'd had a disagreement with his parents, all the times he misplaced his helmet and whenever he'd managed to get himself hurt. And if there was one thing he knew about him, is was that Carlos had a way of telling people he was hurting without ever saying anything, that's just how he was. Logan, James and Kendall had always been able to pick up on the slightest hint that something was wrong, why hadn't they been able to this time?

Wrapping a towel around his waist, Logan stepped out of the shower, feeling nice and clean. After he and James had walked into the room, they'd heard the water running and knew Carlos was already showering. They had whispered to each other, trying to figure out what was wrong but neither had any idea. Normally, they'd have Kendall helping them out but their tired friend was still knocked out. It was up to them to figure out what was wrong and make Carlitos feel better. Changing into his clothes, Logan walked out into the bedroom only to see James on the verge of tears, Carlos nowhere to be seen.

"James, what happened?"

"He said that he was fine." Logan raised an eyebrow, obviously Carlos wasn't fine but how would that affect James to the brink of tears?

"And?" James gave him glare, upset at not being understood but Logan couldn't see what had been so bad.

"He lied to me, Logan. Carlos Garcia lied to me without blinking! He's never been able to do that, he can't lie." Logan's jaw dropped. James was right, Carlos was a terrible liar. There was no way he'd managed to lie with a straight face.

"Are you sure? Maybe you weren't paying attention and he-"

"Of course I'm sure! I'm not an idiot." Logan sighed, he knew James wasn't an idiot. This whole thing was just not normal, there was something wrong with Carlos and he'd lied about it.

"You're right, I'm sorry." Logan sat on the edge of the bed next to James, running a hand down his face. "Did he say anything about what might be bugging him?"

"What's wrong with Carlitos?"

Logan and James jumped at the sudden voice coming from behind them. They hadn't expected Kendall to wake up for another hour, when Gustavo would tell them it was time to rehearse. Typical Kendall, waking up when he was needed by his friends. Logan looked over at James, not sure what to say since they really had no idea what was wrong with their Carlos.

"Guys, what's going on with Carlos?"

"We don't know what's wrong with him but we know something is. He's been acting quiet and we think he was crying earlier but he says he's fine." Logan offered with a shrug. He felt awful for not having noticed earlier, he was suppose to watch out for his friends and he'd let the youngest down.

"He lied to me, Kendall. He straight out lied to me without a problem, the impossible happened so I know it's bad." Logan nodded at James' comment, it really was impossible for Carlos to lie. Well, until today apparently. Kendall rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, letting out a yawn before standing up. Now that he was awake, Logan knew everything would be figured out.

"Let's get our Carlos back."

The mansion was incredible. Kendall thought as he walked down the halls alongside with James and Logan, looking for their missing friend. He'd been so tired he hadn't even realized they'd reached their destination. Now that he was more or so awake, he was taking in the incredible mansion, it was like Poo-wee Hermy's Play House. As awesome as it was, his heart wasn't really in it, he was too worried about his youngest best friend to really care. Kendall had known something was off with Carlos earlier in the morning, he'd known something was wrong but he'd forgotten to find out what that was.

He was the leader of their team, he was suppose to make sure his friends were always okay and to make them better if they weren't. They trusted him to be there for them and he'd let the baby of the group down. There was no way he could make it up to him but he was damn sure going to try. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he ignored the flurry of people walking from one place to another, carrying trays for the party. He stopped walking and listened carefully, someone was sobbing. Kendall jogged into another hallway and slowed down to see where the crying was coming from. It was very faint but his sharp hearing picked it up, that's when he realized it wasn't Carlos crying. It sounded more like a little girl.

"You don't understand, this party was all his idea and he's not even here to enjoy it with me!" Kendall stopped next to the room he was sure the crying was coming from and quietly put his ear to the door, his friends following his lead. "My grandpa was the one that wanted to make sure my birthday party was perfect and he's dead. My parents don't even care."

"I know it hurts, I really do." Kendall pushed his ear closer to the door at the sound of Carlos' voice, wondering what exactly the girl was talking about.

"You know how if feels to lose someone you've known your whole life?"

"Yea, my abuelito died a few days ago."

Kendall pulled away from the door as if it had burned him, the other two doing the same. Carlos' abuelito was dead? From the looks of his friends, they hadn't known either.

"My mom called me last night and told me, it's not fair." The hurt in his friend's voice was too much for him and Kendall knocked on the door, giving the two inside a chance to compose themselves. The door opened after a few seconds and the look on Carlos' face broke his heart. Kendall had met Abuelito once or twice but he knew how close Carlos had been to his grandpa, he knew Carlitos was hurting terribly.

"Carlos, I'm-" Kendall didn't finish. Carlos grabbed him in a tight hug, his small body shaking uncontrollably. Kendall held his friend just as tightly, letting him know he wasn't going anywhere.

Carlos held unto Kendall, looking for any comfort he could get. When he'd left James back in the room, he'd been hurting so much, he hadn't been paying attention and had run straight into Gina, the girl they'd been chasing earlier. Carlos had asked her why she'd done what she did but instead of answering she'd burst into tears and ran off again. Carlos had chased her to a study, where she'd been quietly sobbing. He'd asked her what her name was and introduced himself, wanting her to feel a bit more comfortable. That was when things went bad, for him at least.

Gina told him how her grandpa had passed away a few weeks ago, how the party had been his idea, how she'd been so excited to have the best birthday party of all time only to have it all be taken away after he'd suffered a heart attack. Her parents had been upset but after a week, they had gone about their lives as if nothing had happened. At ten years old, she couldn't understand how anybody could forget her grandpa and move on with their lives. Her parents hadn't offered any comfort either and had left her to deal with it on her own.

She'd been causing all sorts of trouble but nobody cared, not until she'd caused the band they'd hired for the party to quit. But instead of taking the time to figure out why she was acting out, her parents had just hired Big Time Rush. In her eyes, Big Time Rush was at fault for having solved the missing entertainment issue and taking away the chance to talk to her parents. Carlos had tried to comfort her but his own grief kept getting in the way. When he finally admitted his loss out loud, he'd felt his heart break. He had started to cry, wanting someone to hold him and make everything better. That was when he'd heard the knock and he knew help was here.

"What is going on in here?" A tall, well dressed woman asked. Carlos watched her walk into the room where Gina quickly jumped into her arms. "Baby, what's wrong?" The woman asked, holding Gina close to her.

"I miss grandpa." She wailed. Knowing she had a lot to talk about with her mom, Carlos motioned for his friends to follow him before closing the door, giving them time to talk.

"I'm sorry I got your shirt all wet." He muttered between sobs, not looking up at his friends as he led them back to the room. Kendall wrapped an arm over his shoulders, letting him know it was fine. Once in the room, Carlos completely broke down. His abuelito had been his best friend since he could remember and he had passed away without saying goodbye.

"I'm so sorry, Carlitos."

"Me too."

"I'm sorry, too."

His friends said through their own tears. Carlos knew they hadn't been close to Abuelito but he also knew they were hurting right along with him, not letting him go through it alone. They had him in the middle, all wrapping their arms around him, offering him the comfort they could. He cried and cried until he felt like he'd run out of tears. Still sobbing, he'd slowly pushed them away, taking a seat on the bed while wiping his eyes. Someone gave him some tissue which he gladly accepted.

"I can't believe he's gone." James sat down by his side, wrapping an arm around him. "My mom said he'd been sick for awhile and then three days ago, he didn't wake up."

Carlos began to cry again, surprised he still had tears to shed. It felt awful losing his abuelito but it felt even worse knowing his family had kept his illness a secret from him. If he'd known about it, he would have taken the first flight back to Minnesota to offer his support and to tell his abuelito how much he loved him. He was hurt but he was also angry, very angry at being treated as a child instead of the seventeen year old man that he was. He should have been there but his family had kept him away.

"They knew he was sick for almost two weeks and they never told me. I didn't get to say goodbye." He looked up at Kendall who was looking at him with a pained expression, probably not sure what to say. "Kendall, I think I hate my family for not telling me."

Logan shook his head and sat on Carlos' other side, wrapping his arm around him just like James. Within the span of an hour, Carlos had managed to lie and say he might hate his family, it was a complete 180 from the Carlos they all knew and loved. "You don't hate your family, Carlitos, you're just hurting right now."

"They didn't tell me my abuelito was sick, I didn't get to say goodbye to him because of them!" Carlos stood up, ignoring the hurt look on James and Logan's face when he pushed them aside. They didn't understand how he was feeling, nobody did! His abuelito would have told him to what to do, he always knew what to do.

"Your abuelito loved you, all he ever wanted was for you to be happy and he knew how much performing made you happy. You were doing what he wanted you to do, being happy." Kendall explained.

"But I loved him more." Kendall walked up to him and hugged him again, hating how his friend was hurting. If there was anyway to make it go away, he'd do it in a heartbeat.

"And he knew that. It would hurt him to know that you think you hate your family. He would want you to be with them, right now. Not to be mad at them." Logan told him from the bed. Carlos pulled away from Kendall, wiping his eyes. He looked at James and Logan before turning to Kendall.

"I have to go. I have to be with my family, the funeral is tomorrow afternoon. I want to be there, I can't leave them alone." His friends were right, his family was hurting too, he couldn't leave them alone. He watched his friends trade looks and knew what they were thinking before they had even said anything. "No, you guys have to stay here and do the show." A knock on the door interrupted them, Kendall opened it to find Kelly looking relieved.

"Change of plans guys, the party has been cancelled. We're still getting paid but the Howards decided to cancel everything for some reason. Pack up and let's go home." The boys watched her leave and turned to look at Carlos who looked relieved as well. He was glad Gina's parents had finally decided to pay attention to their daughter. Carlos looked at his friends, still not wanting them to go through with it.

"I can do this on my own. They're my family."

Kendall gave him a sad smile before putting his hands on Carlos shoulders. "Yea but you're our family, we aren't going to leave you alone."

Carlos watched his family begin to walk away from the place where his abuelito was being put into the ground. The service had been so beautiful, he hadn't been able to stop himself from crying. He had sat between his mom and papi, knowing they would need him to be strong but with his brothers sitting behind him, reminding him they were being strong for him, he'd cried until he'd run out of tears.

He watched the casket disappear into the ground, knowing his abuelito would always be with him. "Gracias por tu amor, abuelito. Nunca te olvidare." Carlos said his final goodbye as James, Kendall and Logan stood by his side. He knew he would get through this because he had his friends with him, every step of the way.

I am seriously in love with the boys' relationship, I wish we could have a group hug, just one is all I ask. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this and will please let me know you either liked it or didn't through a review. Thank you!