A/N: No new BTR episode until the 26th? How am I possibly going to survive until then? I think I might die. I'm excited for the new episode, but I'm also scared, because well if you've read the synopsis, I think you know what I'm talking about…

Disclaimer: Yeah, I still own nothing.

My Best Friend Is a Vampire


Carlos' POV

I was in a bad mood today. It was rare that I was ever in a bad mood. It's just that I woke up and Logan hadn't visited me like he said he was going to do. He said later, and when I woke up this morning, he still hadn't been by to see me. Then, to make things even worse, I found out that he already said goodbye to Kendall and James.

Why didn't he say goodbye to me? Was he going to say goodbye to me? He said goodbye to Kendall and James, why not me? Was he mad at me? Had I done something wrong? Had I upset him somehow?

I had already decided that I would stay up all night if I had to. I didn't want to miss out again like last night. If Logan was going to see me, I was going to be awake when he came. I loaded up on caffeine. I think I drank a twenty-four pack of soda by myself in an hour. Now, I was wide awake.

1:12 a.m. Everyone else had already went to sleep. I was the only one still up. I was sitting on my bed in pitch black darkness. I would've turned a light on, but I didn't want to disturb a sleeping Kendall. I would've laid down, but I was afraid I might fall asleep if I do that, and I didn't want to sleep until I saw Logan.

1:56 a.m. Even though I couldn't see anything, my eyes darted from side to side. Logan still hadn't been by to see me. I was starting to get worried that he wasn't ever going to come see me. To tell you the truth, I was starting to get a little mad at Logan. If we switched places, I would've told him goodbye!

2:33 a.m. My caffeine buzz had worn off. I yawned loudly. I was actually kind of surprised that it didn't wake Kendall up. Then again, he had always been a heavy sleeper. Ugh! I hated it when Mama Knight made me get Kendall up in the mornings! Or I should say try to get Kendall up in the mornings. It was a lot harder than you think.

3:27 a.m. My eyes were starting to feel really heavy. Every now and then, I would feel my head start to droop, and I'd sit up straight all fast-like. Why couldn't caffeine last forever? Why did there have to be a crash when you drink caffeine?

4:00 a.m. I couldn't be sure, but I thought I heard someone. I was pretty sure it wasn't Kendall because I could hear him snoring softly. I think I thought it was Logan because I wanted it to be Logan. Sure enough, it was.

"What are you still doing awake?" he asked.

"Waiting for you!" I exclaimed rather harshly.

"Someone sounds angry."

"And why shouldn't I? You told everyone else bye but me! Why did you save me until last? What? You like Kendall and James more or something?"

"It's not like that."

"You said you would be by later, but you said that yesterday! I waited two nights for you to finally show up!"

"Carlos, I saved you until last because it's the most difficult to say bye to you."

My bottom lip trembled. I could feel my eyes start to moisten with tears.

"I was going to tell you bye last night after I told James bye, but I couldn't. I stood outside your bedroom door, but I froze. I couldn't bring myself to go in. I couldn't bring myself to say bye to you," Logan explained.

"Oh, but you can now?" I asked.

"Yes. I mean no. I mean I don't know."

I kind of wanted to turn the light on so that I could actually see Logan rather than only hear him. Then again, I didn't want to turn the light on because I didn't want Logan to know that I was crying.

"If you can't say bye to me, does that mean you're going to stay?" I asked, hopefully.

"I can't stay, Carlos," Logan told me.

"Why not?"

"It's not…safe…to be around me."

"You won't hurt me. You'd never hurt me. You'd never hurt any of us."

"I wish I had your faith in me."

There was something about that statement that gave me a weird feeling for some reason. I couldn't quite put my finger on why it did that though. Was it the way Logan said it? Was it the meaning behind the statement? What was the meaning behind the statement? Was there something Logan wasn't telling me?

"You're innocent, Logan. You always have been. You're not going to be a murderer like those other vampires. You're going to be one of the good ones. I just know it," I said.

"Carlos, stop it!" he replied.

"What? It's true!"

"No, it's not! I'm already a murderer!"

It felt as though my lungs suddenly stopped working. I clutched my chest painfully. It almost felt like my asthma had flared up again.

"But…but you haven't even been a vampire that long," I commented.

"I know," Logan said.

"Who did you…kill? Was it anyone I know?"

It was so hard for me to ask that question. I almost wished my tongue had been burned for asking it. I refused to believe that Logan would've killed someone on purpose. It was probably an accident. It had to be!

"Not really," Logan answered. "You're scared of me now, aren't you?"

"No!" I answered quickly; maybe too quickly.

"Come on. Let's go talk in the kitchen. I really think you should see me one last time before I leave forever."

There were so many things wrong with Logan's last statement. The biggest of which was that Logan said he was leaving forever. I didn't want him to leave at all! I certainly didn't want him to leave forever! We promised each other that we would always stick together! Besides, things wouldn't be the same without Logan! I didn't want Logan to see me. It was a little easier when we were in the dark because he was just talking to me. It would be so much worse if he were looking at me; if he saw me crying.

My body seemed to be on auto-pilot as it set out for the kitchen just as Logan had suggested. However, my mind and my heart didn't want to go to the kitchen; the kitchen was the last place I wanted to be.

I was a little startled when I saw the kitchen light come on. I had been right behind Logan. How did he get there so fast? He was sitting in a chair waiting for me when I got to the kitchen. He gestured with his hand to a chair next to him. I reluctantly sat beside him.

"Carlos, you understand why I have to leave, don't you?" Logan asked.

Hearing Logan say the word "leave" made me start crying again.

"Carlos, don't cry. Please don't cry," Logan said.

"Excuse me for already missing you even though you haven't left yet! Excuse me for not wanting you to go!" I snapped back.

That's when I saw something. I'm not sure how I saw it because I was too afraid to look Logan face-to-face. But I did, and I saw a lone tear trickle down his cheek. He was crying. Logan was crying. This must be really difficult for him too. I took some comfort in that.

"Honestly, Carlos, I don't want to go. It's always been just the four of us. The idea of being out on my own scares me. But do you know what scares me even worse than that? The thought of me hurting you, Kendall, or James. That is why I have to leave even if I don't want to," Logan explained.

"But you won't hurt us! We're your best friends, and you're our best friend!" I exclaimed, somewhat annoyed.

"You don't know that I won't hurt you. I don't know that I won't hurt you. No one knows what the future holds. When it comes to something like this, it's better to not take any chances. It's better to be safe than sorry. I'm dangerous, Carlos. You need to realize that."

"I do 'dangerous' things all the time! What's one more thing going to hurt?"

Logan slapped his forehead in response. A small smile tugged on my lips, and I even chuckled a little bit. I looked over at Logan, and saw him smiling slightly too.

"Seriously though, I don't believe that you're dangerous. I mean you're sitting right next to me, and you're not attacking me or anything. That says a lot right there," I commented.

"You think that I don't want to? I've got news for you, Carlos. I do. Really badly, but…"

"But you're not. See? You can control yourself around me. You can control yourself around Kendall and James too. I just know it."

"Carlos, I killed someone!"

"So you made a mistake. People make mistakes!"

"That's just it! I'm not a person. I'm a vampire."

"Maybe, but whether you're a person or a vampire, it doesn't matter. You're still Logan. That's what matters."

The longer our conversation went on, the more hopeful I became that Logan wouldn't leave at all. I mean we were still talking. He was still here. That was a good sign, right?

"You're incredible. What did I ever do to deserve a friend like you?" Logan asked, his eyes sparkling with unshed tears.

"What are you talking about, Logan? I'm the lucky one here," I replied.

"You're making this so hard for me."

"Does that mean you'll stay?"

"Why won't you just let me go?"

"Why do you want me to let you go?"

"I already gave you plenty of reasons, Carlos."

More than hope, more than sadness, I felt anger towards Logan right now. Why did he keep talking about leaving? Was staying with me, Kendall, and James really so horrible to him? Didn't we mean anything to him? What? Did he want me to give him permission to leave?

"Look, if you want to leave so badly, then leave. There! I said it!" I shouted at him.

"Carlos, I can't leave now. Not with you mad at me," Logan said.

He leaned over, and wrapped his arms around me in a hug. I pounded my fists on his back, but he still held onto me. I buried my face in his shoulder and cried. My body shook with sobs. I was so hysterical that it was hard for me to breathe.

A light bulb went off in my head. Well, not literally because that would be weird. I mean how would it even fit? Anyways, I was a genius.

"Change me," I whispered.

"What?" Logan asked, pulling away from me and holding me at arm's length.

"You said that saying goodbye to me is the hardest. You keep telling me you don't want to leave. Maybe this doesn't have to be goodbye. Change me into a vampire and that way I'll be able to go with you."

Logan shook his head.

"You don't want this, Carlos. You don't want to be a vampire," Logan replied.

"If it means that I don't have to say goodbye to you, then yes I do!" I exclaimed.

"No, you don't! You don't ask for this kind of life! You don't want this kind of life! I didn't have a choice in the matter. Vincent changed me, and I had to deal with it. But you…have a choice, and you're making the wrong choice."

"It's my choice!"

"Forget it, Carlos! I'm not changing you!"

"Oh, so you rather walk out of my life forever?"

Logan pulled me in for another hug. I couldn't see clearly because there were so many tears in my eyes. I shoved and shoved against Logan. I didn't want him to hug me. I was mad at him. As a vampire though, he was surprisingly strong, so it was no use even trying to shove him, and that's why I just gave up on shoving him altogether.

"Carlos, buddy, you're going to be okay. I know it doesn't seem like it now, but you will. Trust me. Besides, you won't be alone. You'll have Kendall and James. The three of you will get through this: together," Logan said.

"No…we…won't! Not…without…you!" I sobbed.

I got scared when I felt Logan start to pull away. I embraced him as tight as I could, not wanting him to go; not wanting him to leave me. It was no good though. Logan was much stronger than me now.

"Logan…please…don't…go," I choked out.

"I have to. The sun's going to rise soon," Logan responded.

I was crying so much that my eyes were all cloudy with tears. I wasn't sure if Logan was even saying anything because the only thing I could hear was the sound of my sobs. It was really hard to breathe right now knowing that Logan was about to leave.

I grabbed Logan's wrist and held on for dear life.

"I love you, Carlos. I'll never forget you," Logan said.

He easily freed himself from my grasp, and then just like that, he was gone. I stumbled out of my chair, and ran towards the front door. If I could just catch up to him…My knees gave out on me, and I fell to the floor. I buried my face in my hands and cried.

"Logan…come…back…" I sobbed.

"Carlos?" a voice said.

I hoped against hope that it had been Logan's voice that I heard, but when I felt a different pair of arms wrap themselves around me, I knew that it wasn't Logan. I turned around and buried my face in James' v-neck.

"He's…gone…James. Logan…left," I said, sniffling.

The two of us held onto one another. Soon, I could hear James crying as well. We sat there on the floor mourning the loss of our best friend; not knowing if we would ever see him again.

The End

A/N: How can I even say anything in my author's note after an ending like that? This story won a 2011 BTR fic award for Best Humor Story. Thank you to everyone who voted for and nominated me! Though honestly, I don't really feel like this story deserves to win an award for Best Humor Story…I mean the ending was so not humor. Practically the latter half of the story was so not humor. I have a new-ish poll on my profile page asking whether I should write a sequel to "My Best Friend Is a Vampire", make it a series, or leave it as is. So, as always, go to the poll on my profile page and vote so that your voice can be heard. One last note; now that I have no more In-Progress stories, keep your eyes peeled for my next multi-chapter story: "No Way Out" as voted by you, my awesome reviewers!