Amnesia... (Sorry, it begins in the middle... live with it!)

Little Jimmy Urine: <wraps his arms around kevin's neck and looks him in the eye>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks back, wrapping his arms around his waist>
Little Jimmy Urine: <towel around his waist loosens>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks down at it, gripping it with his hands, ready to remove it>
Little Jimmy Urine: <cocks his brow>
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares, slowly slipping it off>
Little Jimmy Urine: <bites his lips together>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks down at his lower half, flapping the towel out and wraps it around the back of him>
Little Jimmy Urine: <holds one finger up> just a second...
Kevin Alan Neil: uh...okay
Little Jimmy Urine: <leans forward a bit untying his head towel>
Kevin Alan Neil: <watches>
Little Jimmy Urine: <it falls to the floor............. along with all of his pink hair....>
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ... <stares at the floor>
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares too>
Kevin Alan Neil: that is so cute
Little Jimmy Urine: <reaches up to touch his head finding it smooth and... hairless>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs on it>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lip quicvers..> i... i...
Little Jimmy Urine: WHAT THE FUCK!!!???
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks in his eyes>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks freaked>
Little Jimmy Urine: <turns and runs back to the bathroom>
Kevin Alan Neil: baby...
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at himself in the mirror>
Little Jimmy Urine: oh, fuck!
Little Jimmy Urine: what the- i didn't... how did.,.. shit!
Kevin Alan Neil: <walks in with him>
Kevin Alan Neil: < his shoulder> i still think you're adorable
Kevin Alan Neil: <giggles>
Little Jimmy Urine: <jaw still dropped as he stares at his horrid reflection>
Little Jimmy Urine: <slowly turns to look toward the shower...>
Little Jimmy Urine: <notices the bottle of shampoo labeled pear...>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks>
Little Jimmy Urine: <the shampoo itself is red...>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks at kevin>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks back>
Little Jimmy Urine: <grabs the bottle and rips thelabel off>
Little Jimmy Urine: <nair...>
Kevin Alan Neil: (hahaha!)
Kevin Alan Neil: wha...i didn;t do that!
Kevin Alan Neil: <pouts>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lip quivers again>
Kevin Alan Neil: <hugs jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine: <doesn't budge>
Little Jimmy Urine: <eyes brighten as he reaches to open the medicine cabinate>
Kevin Alan Neil: <watches, wondering>
Little Jimmy Urine: the exstacy's gone...
Kevin Alan Neil: honey...it...it'll grow back
Kevin Alan Neil: <tries to sound helpful>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks at kevin> hank 's been here. <ignores kevin's 'helpfulness'>
Kevin Alan Neil: <thinks> oh...baby i'm sorry
Little Jimmy Urine: what a fuckin' immature, <staps past kevin and exits the bathroom, "selfish little, "heads to the phone, "piece of shit!"
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks out at him> baby, what are you doing?
Little Jimmy Urine: <grabs the phone in his left (good) hand> **his right hand now just has a brace on it to hide the nasty scars (From Rain's attack) lol**
Kevin Alan Neil: <lol>
Kevin Alan Neil: <walks up to him>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stabs his fingers on the buttons>
Kevin Alan Neil: <watches close by>
Kevin Alan Neil: <sits in the chair>
Little Jimmy Urine: yeah, rain? i have a proposition for ya. yeah.
Kevin Alan Neil: <listens closely>
Little Jimmy Urine: i'll sell you kevin for a night if you kill some one for me.
Kevin Alan Neil: <eyes widen> what?!
Little Jimmy Urine: yeah, he's worth what hank paid you...
Little Jimmy Urine: just kill that fuck!
Kevin Alan Neil: <thinks about that>
Little Jimmy Urine: <voice cracks and grows weak> my hair fell out
Kevin Alan Neil: <holds his arms in comfort>
Little Jimmy Urine: ...... <holds the phone away from his ear and talks from the distance> rain! shit up! stop laughing... stop-...<hangs up the phone and throws it across the room, it hits the wall and the batteries fall out and land behind the tv>
Little Jimmy Urine: **phew!**
Kevin Alan Neil: <sighs, going to clean it up>
Little Jimmy Urine: don't bother, kevin.
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks at him>
Little Jimmy Urine: no one's gonna call here anyway...
Little Jimmy Urine: who would want to talk to me...
Kevin Alan Neil: <walks up to him> i still do
Little Jimmy Urine: ...or the bald freaks boyfriend...
Little Jimmy Urine: <slaps his left hand on his shiney head making a bongo noise>
Kevin Alan Neil: you're not a freak cause you lost your hair, babe
Kevin Alan Neil: no one ever calls anyway <shrugs> but not for that reason
Kevin Alan Neil: (poor jimmy is always getting hurt somehow! :()
Kevin Alan Neil: (hehe)
Little Jimmy Urine: <runs his hand down his face,little hairs from his eyebrows end up in his hand, he stares at them>
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ...
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ...
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ...
Little Jimmy Urine: I'LL KILL HIM
Little Jimmy Urine: !!!!
Kevin Alan Neil: <holds him close to his chest> it's okay, hon
Little Jimmy Urine: <imagines what kevin's thinking...> .o0 (he must be looking at his reflection in my head...)
Little Jimmy Urine: <starts bawling>
Kevin Alan Neil: (gasps) hey, what's wrong?
Little Jimmy Urine: <stops and holds his breath>
Kevin Alan Neil: your hair will grow back befor you know it, nair never works on my legs
Kevin Alan Neil: (hahaha!)
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at kevin as if to say, not funny you ass>
Kevin Alan Neil: <gives him a "sorry" look>
Little Jimmy Urine: <barks in anger and trudges into the bed room>
Kevin Alan Neil: baby wait...<sighs, watching him walk away>
Little Jimmy Urine: <leaps onto the bed and turns to look at kevin, having to duck down a bit to see under the door frame>
Little Jimmy Urine: <begins stomping his feet making the water in the bed sloosh> uahhhhhhhh!!! DICKFACE!!!
Little Jimmy Urine: <throws a tantrum like a little boy>
Little Jimmy Urine: <jumps up really high then throws himself back in mid air and lands on his back in the bed making a water slap noise>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lays there amitst the waves until they settle>
Kevin Alan Neil: <walks in, standing in the doorway next to his own sillhouette>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is staring at the celing>
Kevin Alan Neil: <climbs up next to him on the bed>
Little Jimmy Urine: <the waves move again>
Kevin Alan Neil: lies next to him>
Kevin Alan Neil: <on his back>
Little Jimmy Urine: <runs his right hand along the missing hairline>
Little Jimmy Urine: <pauses infront of his face.> god... i'm just a walking disaster...
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs on jimmy's head> no you're not
Little Jimmy Urine: why do you say that when you can planely see... that i'm in too deep, and i'm trying to keep from bumping my head instead of going under....... sorry., it's in my head.
Kevin Alan Neil: i think it's kinda cute
Little Jimmy Urine: <rolls his head to look at kevin> how can you say that?
Little Jimmy Urine: with as straight face?
Kevin Alan Neil: <smiles at him> cause i wasn't kidding
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks away again>
Kevin Alan Neil: it's not that bad
Kevin Alan Neil: i loved your pink hair but this is okay too
Little Jimmy Urine: <sits up suddenly> then you march your ass right in that bathroom and pour some of that shit on your head!
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares at him with sad eyes>
Little Jimmy Urine: <points his finger at the bathroom> yeah. when you're bald you see things a lot differently!
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks away and sighs>
Little Jimmy Urine: ...<mumbles> yeah, without those bangs in your eyes you'd be able to see....
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks up at him again, this time a little irritated>
Kevin Alan Neil: i'm sorry, jesus! <looks away>
Kevin Alan Neil: <he didn;t call jimmy jesus>
Little Jimmy Urine: damn skippy
Little Jimmy Urine: <crosses his arms... doesn't notice his right hand quaking again>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looking at the wall opposite of kevin>
Kevin Alan Neil: <sighs and rolls over>
Little Jimmy Urine: i can't stand this! <slides off the bed>
Little Jimmy Urine: i feel like ever since i've met you there's been a curse floating over me!
Kevin Alan Neil: <eyes widen>
Little Jimmy Urine: i-i-i-i can't seem to get by! i mean, life is just one more kick after another!
Little Jimmy Urine: <notices his twitching hand>
Kevin Alan Neil: <tries hard not to listen>
Kevin Alan Neil: <but can't help it>
Little Jimmy Urine: that's it.
Little Jimmy Urine: <walks out of the room>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks up at him>
Little Jimmy Urine: i'm going for a LOOOONNNG LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG... LONG LONG.... 
Little Jimmy Urine: long.
Kevin Alan Neil: <steps out of the room>
Kevin Alan Neil: <is obviously very upset>
Little Jimmy Urine: <opens the front door and takes only one step out>
Little Jimmy Urine: i'm.... naked.
Little Jimmy Urine: <turns back and heads back to the bedroom>
Little Jimmy Urine: <ripps the closet doors open and begins grabbbing clothes like a shoplifter>
Kevin Alan Neil: don't go...<says it softly>
Little Jimmy Urine: <can't hear over the clainking of the hangers>
Little Jimmy Urine: <gets frusterated and just grabs what he can carry, pulling a pair of pants on and heading back out into the living room>
Kevin Alan Neil: <sighs, on the verge of tears>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks down, rubbing the back of his neck>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lifts the cooshins on the once white but now burgundy sofa and pulls out a ski hat... the one he had worn the first time they had met when jimmy was homless>
Kevin Alan Neil: <won't look up>
Little Jimmy Urine: <pulls it down over his freakish head and storms to the door>
Little Jimmy Urine: <pauses in the doorway facing out>
Kevin Alan Neil: <tears are streaming now>
Little Jimmy Urine: <glances back over his shoulder>
Kevin Alan Neil: <sniffs>
Little Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes and shakes his head... closing the door behind him>

Little Jimmy Urine: ... (A year later... just outside of babylon)
Little Jimmy Urine: <the club is closed at 3:00)
Little Jimmy Urine: <is leaning on the low wall of the parking lot out back scanning the ground with his eyes>
Little Jimmy Urine: <smoking a cig, wearing a black skirt with red fishnet stockings and tall athletic socks>
Little Jimmy Urine: <his bright red hair hanging over his eyes, he rushes out into the lot when he sees headlights coming>
Little Jimmy Urine: <just enough light to see the rafffle stubs on the ground for a moment>
Little Jimmy Urine: <he scoops up one and rushes back to the shadows... the car pulls into a parking spot a ways away from him... the car looks familiar>
Little Jimmy Urine: <watches the headlights pull into a parking space>
Kevin Alan Neil: <opens the drivers side door, looks a little fucked up, not drunk but high>
Little Jimmy Urine: <squints>
Kevin Alan Neil: <lights a cigarette in his mouth and lies on his hood>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks up at the stars>
Little Jimmy Urine: <chews on his lip, bloody and scabbed from fights>
Little Jimmy Urine: <brushes his hand along the back of his head and up making sure his spikes are good>
Little Jimmy Urine: <smiles>
Kevin Alan Neil: <is quite on the high side>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stands up laying his chin on his chest>
Little Jimmy Urine: <can see that>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks up the road for cop cars and then up the ally before taking a little step out of the shadows>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stands in the sea of tranquility>
Kevin Alan Neil: <finishes his cig and lights a joint> (in the open too!)
Little Jimmy Urine: <eyes lighten up>
Little Jimmy Urine: <continues toward the car staying within or near the shadows not making a noise>
Kevin Alan Neil: <coughs softly>
Kevin Alan Neil: <continuing to puff>
Little Jimmy Urine: <leaps down the ally near the 'stranger' and crouches down watching>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rolls over choking, then recovers quick for more puffs, laughing>
Kevin Alan Neil: <mummbling crap>
Little Jimmy Urine: <cracks his knuckles loudly>
Kevin Alan Neil: <ears perk as he hears>
Little Jimmy Urine: <jumps from the umbra suddenly knocking kevin to the ground and placing his hand over kevin's eyes>
Kevin Alan Neil: <screams>
Kevin Alan Neil: <like a girl>
Little Jimmy Urine: listen up, you fuck. you're gonna give me the rest of that fattie and any cash you've got on ya. you see me you're dead!
Kevin Alan Neil: <pants, handing him the joint and reaches inhis pocket, pulling out 2 dollars>
Little Jimmy Urine: <sticks the roach between his teeth and stares down at the two bucks. shrugs the begins punching kevin in the face>
Kevin Alan Neil: fuck! <hits his head on the ground>
Little Jimmy Urine: <when he's satusfied with kevin's bloody nose, he jumps up and runs down the ally and slides behind a dumpster>
Kevin Alan Neil: <clambers to his feet, shaking>
Kevin Alan Neil: w-what the fuck am i smokin?
Little Jimmy Urine: <smokes the doobee>
Little Jimmy Urine: <sighs with pleasure>
Kevin Alan Neil: did a guy just jump me? <thinking aloud since he has no one to talk to>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks down the ally, feeling his nose and coming to the conclusion that he was jumped>
Little Jimmy Urine: <leans around the dumpster (home) watching his victim>
Kevin Alan Neil: <spits out a little blood>
Little Jimmy Urine: <tucks the two dollars down his panties>
Little Jimmy Urine: <watches the man a moment longer before stepping out again>
Little Jimmy Urine: <he flicked the dead joint and remained in the shadows>
Kevin Alan Neil: <kneels, feeling dizzy>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs on his head>
Little Jimmy Urine: hey...
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks up>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is out of sight>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks around>
Little Jimmy Urine: <changes his voice to sound innosent> you okay?
Kevin Alan Neil: <gulps> who the fuck are you?
Kevin Alan Neil: <coughs>
Little Jimmy Urine: <takes a couple steps forward to show his silihuette but not his features> drugs or sex?
Kevin Alan Neil: what the fuck...what are you talkin about? <stares at the sillhouetted figure>
Little Jimmy Urine: <gestures with his head toward the dumpster> i've got a few if you're paying. crack, and a few eighballs of speed.
Little Jimmy Urine: $45 a shot
Kevin Alan Neil: <holds his nose, squinting> are you the dude that jumped me?
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ...
Little Jimmy Urine: you were jumped?
Little Jimmy Urine: no wonder you look so sick
Little Jimmy Urine: maybe drugs isn't what you need
Little Jimmy Urine: myself, i go for about $85 an hour.
Kevin Alan Neil: <wonders if he's hallucinating all this>
Little Jimmy Urine: you pay for the room though.
Little Jimmy Urine: <steps forward into the light>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks at the now revealed figure>
Kevin Alan Neil: <squints> ehh! i am hallucinating!
Little Jimmy Urine: nice car, we could stop at an ATM if you were jumped like you claim.
Little Jimmy Urine: i only do that nasty stuff if you throw in a dinner...
Little Jimmy Urine: i'm just that kinda girl
Kevin Alan Neil: <hits himself on the head> wake up, man! it's all a dream
Kevin Alan Neil: <slaps himslef>
Kevin Alan Neil: <doesn't appear to do the job>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lowers his brow> okay, any of that freaky rainman shit... it'll cost ya extra
Little Jimmy Urine: i mean, i don't mind fucking retards as long as they pay for the extra labor...
Little Jimmy Urine: <curls his lip> ...yeah...
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares, still squinting, standing up and staring at him>
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ...
Little Jimmy Urine: well?
Little Jimmy Urine: <is oblivious>
Kevin Alan Neil: i uh...
Kevin Alan Neil: sure
Kevin Alan Neil: <shrugs>
Little Jimmy Urine: <holds his hand out> you got the cash now or do we have to make a quick stop?
Little Jimmy Urine: <heads to the car>
Kevin Alan Neil: we better...uh...find an ATM
Little Jimmy Urine: sweet.
Kevin Alan Neil: <follows, thinking>
Little Jimmy Urine: <pulls on the passenger side door>
Little Jimmy Urine: <locked>
Little Jimmy Urine: <waits for his costomer>
Kevin Alan Neil: <tries to shake images out of his head for a moment, but they are still there as he unloocks it and gets in>
Kevin Alan Neil: <unlocks the doors>
Little Jimmy Urine: <climbs in beside him>
Little Jimmy Urine: <pulls down the visor and looks at himself in the mirror with the dome light on>
Little Jimmy Urine: shit, man...
Little Jimmy Urine: <picks at his yellow teeth>
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares, not believing> so...how are you?
Little Jimmy Urine: <pauses>
Little Jimmy Urine: <turns to look at kevin>
Little Jimmy Urine: ...what?
Kevin Alan Neil: <thinks> uhm...never mind...i guess i'm buying the room, right?
Little Jimmy Urine: duh
Little Jimmy Urine: <goes back to grooming>
Kevin Alan Neil: <nods, remembering that agreement already>
Little Jimmy Urine: and uh, i always take about twenty minutes in the bathroom.
Little Jimmy Urine: there arn't a lot of showers on the street.
Little Jimmy Urine: <giggles to himself>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks at him> yeah i...i know
Kevin Alan Neil: you spend that much time in there anyway
Kevin Alan Neil: <laughs>
Kevin Alan Neil: <stops>
Kevin Alan Neil: <starts the car>
Little Jimmy Urine: <flips up the visor>
Little Jimmy Urine: .. ... ?
Little Jimmy Urine: <shakes his head> potheaded retards <under his breath>
Kevin Alan Neil: <wonders, puts it in gear and drives to the nearest bank>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares out the window with his hands between his legs>
Kevin Alan Neil: <clears his throat before getting out to take out money> uhm...you look good...<smiles>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at the side view mirror> ...thanks <dully replied>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at the scar on his left eye brow and curls his lip in disgust>
Little Jimmy Urine: <sits back in his seat and turns to look at kevin>
Little Jimmy Urine: <the light from the bank illuminating the car>
Kevin Alan Neil: <enters the ATM room and pops his card in to take money out>
Kevin Alan Neil: <enters the code and removes as much as he can, he's not thinking right, and returns to the car>
Little Jimmy Urine: <watches anxiously>
Little Jimmy Urine: you can pay now, or pay accordingly to the hour later>
Little Jimmy Urine: edit >
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks, stuffing the money in his trenchcoat pocket>
Little Jimmy Urine: <watches almost drooling>
Kevin Alan Neil: <500 bucks sits there rolled up in his pocket>
Little Jimmy Urine: <gets excited...>
Little Jimmy Urine: <bites his teeth tight and squeeks>
Kevin Alan Neil: i'll pay by the hour
Little Jimmy Urine: good!
Kevin Alan Neil: <starts the car>
Little Jimmy Urine: i mean.. good choice.
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks at him> yeah...i thought so too
Kevin Alan Neil: <puts it in gear and drives off, his windows down>
Little Jimmy Urine: .o0(man, i hope this guy can keep it up long enough to get all that cash!)
Little Jimmy Urine: <can barely contain himself>
Kevin Alan Neil: <finds a very nice hotel and pulls in the lot>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at the building>
Little Jimmy Urine: omigod...<whispers>
Kevin Alan Neil: i have the money
Kevin Alan Neil: <gets out>
Little Jimmy Urine: <nods unable to close his mouth>
Little Jimmy Urine: <climbs out as well>
Little Jimmy Urine: shit, dude... i've never been treated to this hotel before...
Kevin Alan Neil: i can't believe i never brought you here!
Kevin Alan Neil: <laughs>
Little Jimmy Urine: i-i feel like a fucking queen!
Little Jimmy Urine: <pauses>
Little Jimmy Urine: have i fucked you before?
Kevin Alan Neil: <laughs, still buzzing a little> no...<laughs out loud, his voice echoing the halls in the hotel>
Kevin Alan Neil: <laughs at the question still> that's great...
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at kevin, getting a little uneasy but still hyped about the cash>
Little Jimmy Urine: .o0(do it for the money... you need this. you'll never get a break like this ever again!!!)
Kevin Alan Neil: <pays for the room, feeling his buzz go away> come on don't so this now! <in a whisper to himself>
Little Jimmy Urine: <follows kevin to the room gawking at the fancy wall paper>
Kevin Alan Neil: <runs to the elevator> race you there, babe!
Kevin Alan Neil: <their room is upstairs>
Kevin Alan Neil: <it's a great big place>
Little Jimmy Urine: uh...
Little Jimmy Urine: <jogs along a bit confused>
Kevin Alan Neil: <slips to the doors and pushes the button>
Little Jimmy Urine: <leaps in behind him>
Little Jimmy Urine: <bends down to pull up his dark blue socks>
Kevin Alan Neil: <giddily> beat ya
Kevin Alan Neil: <gets off on their floor to find the room>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at kevin's pocket>
Kevin Alan Neil: <finds their room and slides the card key through: red.> dammit! <flip! red> fuck! <flip! red. looks at the card> huh...oh! <turns it around>
Kevin Alan Neil: <laughs>
Little Jimmy Urine: <rolls his eyes>
Kevin Alan Neil: <steps in the room>
Kevin Alan Neil: not bad, eh?
Little Jimmy Urine: <slids in around him and runs for the bathroom>
Kevin Alan Neil: oh right..the bathroom thing
Little Jimmy Urine: <begins grabbing all the free soap like a mom fighting for tickle me elmo at christmas>
Kevin Alan Neil: <slips his coat off which wreaks of weed>
Kevin Alan Neil: <hangs it up>
Little Jimmy Urine: <wraps the soaps and stuff up in a towel and tosses it by the door>
Little Jimmy Urine: <turns on the fauset and leans in to drink from it>
Kevin Alan Neil: <sits at the foot of the bed, waiting, kicking his shoes off and removing his socks>
Little Jimmy Urine: <turns on the shower and takes off his shoes and socks, strips out of his red stockings and washes off his feet>
Little Jimmy Urine: <sighs at the feeling of clean water on his sore feet>
Kevin Alan Neil: <flops back on the bed, hearing water, thinking of that day...when jimmy lost his hair...he laughed>
Kevin Alan Neil: <loudly>
Little Jimmy Urine: <gets up and wanders back out to the bed area.>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks at kevin>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks back>
Little Jimmy Urine: <silently takes off his coat and drops it on the floor>
Little Jimmy Urine: <removes his red shirt and gloves>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs on his face, a little more buzz left> i've been so lonely, you have no idea
Little Jimmy Urine: <staring at kevin planely the whole time>'
Little Jimmy Urine: yeah... i know
Little Jimmy Urine: <sounding a but distraught>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks at him>
Little Jimmy Urine: <standing there in only his skirt and panties>
Kevin Alan Neil: <licks his lips>
Little Jimmy Urine: <arms limp at his sides... many new scars visible>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks all over his body at his batle scars> oh my god, who did that to you?
Little Jimmy Urine: huh? <looks down at his tattered body>
Little Jimmy Urine: doesn't matter.
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks concerned>
Little Jimmy Urine: <continues to take off his skirt>
Kevin Alan Neil: <sits up>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is standing there in black woman's panties>
Little Jimmy Urine: well, it's your party and i'm the favor... you tell me what you want...
Kevin Alan Neil: <pats the bed> come here
Little Jimmy Urine: <climbs up on the bed and kneels>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks up into his eyes, which to kevin still had a tiny sparkle to them>
Little Jimmy Urine: ... what do you desire, my lord?
Little Jimmy Urine: <plays with his own hands>
Kevin Alan Neil: <pulls the panties down to his knees>
Little Jimmy Urine: <sits paitently>
Kevin Alan Neil: <smiles at the sight of his cock> looks delicious after a while <puts his lips to his groin and sucks on it>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is shocked> uh... eh, ok. <trys to brace himself on the wall avoiding the gap between the bed and the wall>
Little Jimmy Urine:<can't remember any of his costomers pleasuring him... and paying him...>
Little Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes>
Kevin Alan Neil: <lowers his lips to the tip of his cock and sucks on it like a straw or a popcicle>
Little Jimmy Urine: <mouth drops open gasping>
Kevin Alan Neil: <slides his wet lips back and forth slowly>
Little Jimmy Urine: <leans forward subconciously grabbing kevin's head and stroking his hair>
Kevin Alan Neil: <continues to suck on his dick, hard in his mouth>
Little Jimmy Urine: <gasps, stomach muscles tightened>
Little Jimmy Urine: <eyes closed and head back>
Kevin Alan Neil: <grips his ass, pulling him back and forth>
Little Jimmy Urine: <suddenly grabs kevin's head and lifts it off>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looking into his eyes>
Kevin Alan Neil: <wipes his mouth>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks back>
Little Jimmy Urine: wh-what are you doing!?
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares> wha?
Little Jimmy Urine: <was about to cum but refused..>)
Little Jimmy Urine: i'm... i am... i mean...
Kevin Alan Neil: <smiles>
Little Jimmy Urine: you're paying me...
Little Jimmy Urine: unless... this IS what you want...
Little Jimmy Urine: <is sincere>
Kevin Alan Neil: <giggles, lying down on his back, resting his arms behind his head>
Kevin Alan Neil: <lifts his shirt up>
Kevin Alan Neil: <pulls it up and off>
Kevin Alan Neil: <his=kevin's>
Little Jimmy Urine: <relaxes>
Little Jimmy Urine: okay, this is more familiar...
Little Jimmy Urine: <kicks his undies all the way off now and climbs up over kevin>
Kevin Alan Neil: <wraps his arms around him>
Kevin Alan Neil: <bangs hanging in his face>
Little Jimmy Urine: <drags his cock along kevin's inner leg slowly>
Little Jimmy Urine: <leans in to begin kissing his neck (not passionately like lovers but like... a prostitute)>
Kevin Alan Neil: < him on the cheek>
Little Jimmy Urine: <responds to the stimulus kiss by sliding down to lick kevin's nipple with the tip of his tongue>
Kevin Alan Neil: <gasps, groaning>
Little Jimmy Urine: <pulls his hands down along kevins sides and drags his tongue down to his belly button then down his happy trail>
Kevin Alan Neil: <moans loudly, stretching his arms back>
Little Jimmy Urine: <licks past the cock and wraps his lips around kevin's left nut and gently sucks>
Kevin Alan Neil: <grips the sheets hard and tight, throwing his head back on the pillow, moaning like crazy>
Little Jimmy Urine: <pushes kevin's legs up and licks under his balls just close enough to his ass hole to make it very uncomfortable>
Kevin Alan Neil: <gulps, breathing hard>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks down at jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine: <comes back up and slids his body along kevin's until he is face to face>
Little Jimmy Urine: dominant, or passive?
Little Jimmy Urine: master or slave?
Kevin Alan Neil: you just be on top <smiles>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs his hair>
Little Jimmy Urine: <brushes a stray piece of red hair from his face>
Little Jimmy Urine: ...ok. that's different.
Kevin Alan Neil: <smiles at him>
Little Jimmy Urine: turn over.
Kevin Alan Neil: <rolls over, propping up on his elbows and knees>
Little Jimmy Urine: <thinks for a second>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks behind him at jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine: better, hang over the end of the bed with your knees on the floor
Kevin Alan Neil: <thinks>
Kevin Alan Neil: <climbs down and leans over the end> like this?
Little Jimmy Urine: <glances at the clock beside the bed... that's $85 dollars so far...>
Little Jimmy Urine: yeah
Kevin Alan Neil: <smiles, wagging his ass>
Little Jimmy Urine: keep your head down...
Kevin Alan Neil: <nods, wondering, then puts his head don>
Kevin Alan Neil: <down>
Little Jimmy Urine: don't look at me, okay?
Little Jimmy Urine: <climbs down behind him>
Kevin Alan Neil: <sighs> uhm, sure...okay...
Little Jimmy Urine: ...good.
Little Jimmy Urine: <wraps his arms under kevin's arms and up over his shoulders>
Kevin Alan Neil: <moans softly>
Little Jimmy Urine: <presses his body up against his back and slides his cock up under him...>
Little Jimmy Urine: <turns his head sideways closing his eyes and pressing his cheek against kevin's back>
Kevin Alan Neil: <groans>
Little Jimmy Urine: <moves around a bit until he finds the spot and thrusts up harshly>
Kevin Alan Neil: <moans loudly, gripping the bed>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lubed with kevin's spit, rocks back anf forth as if to an unheard beat>
Kevin Alan Neil: <grunts, gasping pleasured moans>
Little Jimmy Urine: <grinds his teeth as he speeds up gradually>
Little Jimmy Urine: <grips his nails into kevin's shoulders trying to stay in place>
Kevin Alan Neil: oh fuck! <groans>
Little Jimmy Urine: <finds himself pressing down on kevin at the will of the pumping>
Little Jimmy Urine: <chokes on his oewn cries of pleasure->
Kevin Alan Neil: <practically tears at the sheets he grips, gasping to jimmy's cries>
Little Jimmy Urine: <eyes shoot open and he pulls out suddenly........... no cum>
Kevin Alan Neil: <eyes open as well, as he looks behind him at jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine: <he sists there on his knees panting staring at the carpet>
Kevin Alan Neil: <climbs up to him, leaning in to kiss his lips>
Little Jimmy Urine: <eyes wide open surprised>
Little Jimmy Urine: <holds his hand over his own cock as if protecting it or calming it>
Kevin Alan Neil: <sticks his tongue in jimmy's mouth, as if trying to get it to his throat>
Little Jimmy Urine: <twitches like a nervious tick, but quickly recovers. he holds kevin... again like a stranger>
Kevin Alan Neil: <tongues all over the inside of his mouth, rubbing on the back of his neck>
Little Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes 'allowing' it.>
Kevin Alan Neil: <pulls away, wiping his mouth in thought>
Little Jimmy Urine: <watches kevin suspiciously>
Kevin Alan Neil: huh...<sits on the end of the bed>
Little Jimmy Urine: what's wrong?
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks at him> n-nothing..
Little Jimmy Urine: <glances at the clock and sighs>
Little Jimmy Urine: i'm... sorry, by the way.
Kevin Alan Neil: huh? for what?
Little Jimmy Urine: i-if you were expecting me to... cum. i... i just wanted to keep it going longer... for you.
Little Jimmy Urine: .o0(don't know where he's been either...)
Kevin Alan Neil: <nods> that's okay
Little Jimmy Urine: .o0(if he only knew...)
Kevin Alan Neil: <taps the bed> come here, baby
Little Jimmy Urine: <lowers his head ashamed and climbs up onto the bed beside him placgin his scared hands over his penis>
Kevin Alan Neil: <gently pushes him on his back and climbs on top of him, his arms flat on the mattress>
Kevin Alan Neil: <looking down in his eyes>
Little Jimmy Urine: <smiles a bit, the familiarity of the situation returning>
Kevin Alan Neil: <leans in to kiss his neck, propping his legs up on his hips>
Little Jimmy Urine: <relaxes as the nickleback song "how you remind me" dances in his head, "are we having fun yet...?>
Little Jimmy Urine: <opens his legs like an anxious virgin girl, recalling all the other times he's been the slave and the men have beaten him into submission>
Little Jimmy Urine: <he smiled not because it pleased but rather that it was a familiar life and one that wasn't too scary to live...>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs up and down jimmy's chest, also smiling>
Little Jimmy Urine: (this is how you remind me... of what i really am...)
Kevin Alan Neil: <slowly slides his body up penetarting very gently and as slow as he can>
Little Jimmy Urine: <turns his head to the side, eyes closed imagining that he was elsewhere...>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs on jimmy's hair, being very gentle>
Little Jimmy Urine: <opens his eyes looking blankly at the airconditioner on the window, he feels 'its' presence, but it means nothing... it feels like nothing>
Kevin Alan Neil: <slides himself in and out, being as gentle as possible>
Kevin Alan Neil: am i hurting you?
Kevin Alan Neil: <soothing voice>
Little Jimmy Urine: <snaps back from his zone> huh!? no. no, not at all, feels good... yeah...
Kevin Alan Neil: you sure?
Kevin Alan Neil: <rocks back and forth>
Little Jimmy Urine: yeah....
Little Jimmy Urine: yeah.
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks up at kevin>
Kevin Alan Neil: <bangs in his face sway>
Little Jimmy Urine: <quickly turns his face away to look at the air conditioner>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs on jimmy's cheek>
Little Jimmy Urine: <flinches>
Little Jimmy Urine: <like an abused dog>
Kevin Alan Neil: hey...it's okay...<pulls his hand away, then touches his cheek again>
Little Jimmy Urine: <eyes widen as he stares at the wall, his breathing speeds up neviously>
Kevin Alan Neil: <takes his hand away again and pumps a little faster, but it remains light>
Little Jimmy Urine: <relaxes again but still feeling a bit out of place>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lays still letting kevin's use his body to do what ever he feels that he can pay for in cash>
Little Jimmy Urine: <licks at the died blood in the corner of his mouth from a cut>
Kevin Alan Neil: <slows down tilting his head back>
Kevin Alan Neil: <groans loud>
Kevin Alan Neil: <spills his load and pulls out, flopping back>
Kevin Alan Neil: <gasping>
Little Jimmy Urine: <gasps at the cool sliminess>
Little Jimmy Urine: <sits up slowly>
Kevin Alan Neil: are you okay?
Kevin Alan Neil: i didn't hurt you did i?
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks at him strange> ...no.
Kevin Alan Neil: oh, good...
Kevin Alan Neil: i'm so used to seeing tears
Kevin Alan Neil: it made me feel bad
Little Jimmy Urine: <wipes his nose>
Little Jimmy Urine: .... .... you have a wife or something?
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares> n-no....<thinks>
Kevin Alan Neil: <wrinkles his nose>
Little Jimmy Urine: <uses the sheet to carelessly clean himself up>
Kevin Alan Neil: <mouths "wife" in thought, like asking himslef>
Little Jimmy Urine: <glances back at the clock>
Little Jimmy Urine: well... seein as how you've shot your load... i... guess my tour ends here.
Little Jimmy Urine: <slides off the bed> unless you have anyhting else in mind
Kevin Alan Neil: <squints in thought>
Kevin Alan Neil: <stands>
Little Jimmy Urine: <picks up his undies and sticks one legs in waiting>
Kevin Alan Neil: i don't wanna wear you out
Little Jimmy Urine: <pulls them up and reaches for his skirt>
Little Jimmy Urine: wear me out?
Little Jimmy Urine: i'm a fucking whore!
Kevin Alan Neil: <eyes widen>
Kevin Alan Neil: no you're not...
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks angrily confused> uh, yeah.
Little Jimmy Urine: <puts his skirt on>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs the back of his neck> why would you think that, jimmy?
Little Jimmy Urine: ..........<stares in a horrified expression>
Little Jimmy Urine: you...
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares>
Little Jimmy Urine: you're a fucking nark aren't you!? <panics and runs to the door grabbing up his stuff>
Little Jimmy Urine: <scoops up his shirt>
Kevin Alan Neil: what?! what are you talking about?
Little Jimmy Urine: you're a fucking cop! ah, shit!
Little Jimmy Urine: <drops his shampoo bottles>
Kevin Alan Neil: jimmy, i'm not a fucking cop!
Little Jimmy Urine: <facing the door, pauses in his panic and turns around>
Little Jimmy Urine: ha-how do you know my name...?
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks shocked, walking up to him and holding his arms softly> what is the matter with you?
Little Jimmy Urine: <pulls his arms away> what the fuck are you on!?
Kevin Alan Neil: what the fuck are you on?!
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks scared and presses his back against the door>
Kevin Alan Neil: what did those cracked out twinkies do to you on the street?! i told you not to go!
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs the back of his neck>
Little Jimmy Urine: beatings cost exrta, faggot! <trying not to listen>
Little Jimmy Urine: <flinches>
Kevin Alan Neil: jimmy i wouldn't hurt you...
Kevin Alan Neil: you know that
Little Jimmy Urine: i don't know you, i don't know anything about you and you don't know me!
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks absolutly horrified>
Kevin Alan Neil: i know you...i know everything
Kevin Alan Neil: you told me...
Little Jimmy Urine: you know nothing.
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs the back of his head, walking in the opposite direction> when you were little you went to get your medicine, i think from the basement where you saw your dad...and another kid
Little Jimmy Urine: ...? what are you talking about? i have no father.
Kevin Alan Neil: <runs up to jimmy> you need help!
Little Jimmy Urine: <eyes widen> i need help!? hey, if this freaky soap is what turns you on, then you're gonna have to fork over a lot more then 500, man.
Kevin Alan Neil: <points to the scars on the surface of jimmy's hand> your father did that to you...<points to the scars around his wrists> and...that's when rain tried to cut off your hand for proof to my ex that you were dead
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks at his hand> you're fucking crazy. i got all my scars from drug addicts like you who need a release!
Kevin Alan Neil: me?! i'm crazy? sure it's been a year but at least i have a memory!
Little Jimmy Urine: and you, pal, need a release, i throw the first one in for free. hit me! <closes his eyes and shrugs his shoulders up.>
Little Jimmy Urine: do it!
Kevin Alan Neil: baby...i'm not gonna hurt you, dammit!!!
Little Jimmy Urine: you fucking, pussy! what kinda man are you, you faggot!!!??
Little Jimmy Urine: hit me!!!
Kevin Alan Neil: NO!!
Little Jimmy Urine: <shoves kevin in the chest> i demand you to hit me!!
Kevin Alan Neil: and I demand you snap the fuck out of it!!
Little Jimmy Urine: <slaps kevin across the face> beat me, you fuck! i order you to!
Kevin Alan Neil: <grabs jimmy's arms, shoving him> DAMMIT JIMMY! i'm not gonna hurt you, i never would!
Kevin Alan Neil: <still grips onto him>
Little Jimmy Urine: <starts to get teary-eyed> j-just hit me!
Little Jimmy Urine: ..please...
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks away>
Kevin Alan Neil: <touches his cheek and uses his thumb to wipe away his tears>
Little Jimmy Urine: <suddenly goes manic, clawing at kevin trying to get away>
Kevin Alan Neil: BABY, RELAX!
Little Jimmy Urine: <drops to his knees still trapped in kevin's grasp>
Little Jimmy Urine: beat me... hit me! i wanna feel it! i wanna feel the pain!!!!
Kevin Alan Neil: <kneels down with him>
Kevin Alan Neil: i am not...gonna...hit you
Little Jimmy Urine: <shakes his head> please.........i need it.
Little Jimmy Urine: it's like...a drug...
Little Jimmy Urine: the pain... it brings me life.
Kevin Alan Neil: no pain brings you life, jimmy
Little Jimmy Urine: <hand begins to twitch>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks at it>...see!?
Kevin Alan Neil: <takes it and holds it> you don't want pain you don't NEED it, you're just so used to those crakced out fags beating you into fucking them
Little Jimmy Urine: ... i like it... <fades off>
Kevin Alan Neil: no you don't...
Little Jimmy Urine: ...i do...
Little Jimmy Urine: <grunts> what am i doing!? pulls away and stands up>
Little Jimmy Urine: why am i talking with you anyway!?
Little Jimmy Urine: where's my pay?
Little Jimmy Urine: i did two hours so that's $170.
Kevin Alan Neil: fine! i don't know what happened to you, but if you want to run off to that sick ass world of whores, drugs and PAIN then that is your choice, it WAS your choice
Kevin Alan Neil: i told you not to go
Kevin Alan Neil: but you didn't listen
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ... <stares>
Little Jimmy Urine: why do you keep talking as if you know me...?
Kevin Alan Neil: why do you keep talking like you DON'T know ME?
Little Jimmy Urine: <rubs at the scar on his left eyebrow>
Little Jimmy Urine: because i don't!
Kevin Alan Neil: <nods> you do...you just forget...
Little Jimmy Urine: i don't forget. i just leave behind.
Little Jimmy Urine: i don't know you.
Little Jimmy Urine: <grabs his head in pain> i have no past...
Kevin Alan Neil: you left that behind too...along with me
Little Jimmy Urine: ...if you were part of my none existant past, the i'm sorry. i remember nothing and care not to revisit it.
Little Jimmy Urine: <continued to hold his head>
Kevin Alan Neil: <inhales hard, trying not to cry> do you have a scar on your shoulder?
Kevin Alan Neil: your...right shoulder?
Little Jimmy Urine: i have many scars.
Little Jimmy Urine: all linking to the lost past.
Kevin Alan Neil: this scar came from a gunshot..i know because...i took you to the hospital...<rubs the back of his neck>
Little Jimmy Urine: <trudges past kevin and back into the bed area> okay, you wanna know what happened to me?
Kevin Alan Neil: <waits>
Little Jimmy Urine: the bouncer said that i was beated in the face with a baseball bat in the parking lot and i was robbed. i remember nothing before then! it's just all dead past to me! im just an aids ridden whore who has nothing to do with rich fags such as yourself! happy?
Kevin Alan Neil: <shakes his head> of course not jimmy
Kevin Alan Neil: you have no idea how worried i was about you for the past year
Little Jimmy Urine: i don't know what you're talking about...
Kevin Alan Neil: <sighs, rubs his head>
Kevin Alan Neil: <reaches in his trenchcoat pocket>
Kevin Alan Neil: i hate to let you go again
Kevin Alan Neil: but it is your choice
Little Jimmy Urine: <watches upset>
Little Jimmy Urine: i... seriously don't know your name.....
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks at him>...kevin...
Little Jimmy Urine: <swaers under his breath and looks at the floor>
Little Jimmy Urine: ..sorry...
Kevin Alan Neil: it's okay, baby
Little Jimmy Urine: i... don't remember you.
Kevin Alan Neil: <hands him the whole wad of money>
Little Jimmy Urine: <refuses it>
Little Jimmy Urine: keep it.
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks astonished> i'd be worried about you...<tries to hand it over again>
Kevin Alan Neil: <all 500>
Little Jimmy Urine: <places his hands behind his back> you have your health. spend it on some dice for your car....
Kevin Alan Neil: jimmy...you need this more than i do...
Little Jimmy Urine: what good is $500 to a dying man? sure, i guess i could by more drugs with it...
Little Jimmy Urine: <shrugs and holds his scared hand out>
Kevin Alan Neil: <puts it in his hand> i'd feel horrible just leaving you with no where to go
Little Jimmy Urine: i live at babylon.
Little Jimmy Urine: ...behind babylon...
Kevin Alan Neil: you used to live with me <tucks his pocket back in>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at the money wad in his hand>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs the back of jimmy's neck>
Little Jimmy Urine: <suddenly feels weak>
Little Jimmy Urine: <moves over to the bed and sits>
Kevin Alan Neil: are you alright?
Little Jimmy Urine: yeah
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks at him>
Little Jimmy Urine: just tired.
Kevin Alan Neil: well you can stay here it's paid for
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ... thanks.
Kevin Alan Neil: <smiles> of course..
Little Jimmy Urine: you know... i kinda saved your life today...
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks back at him>
Little Jimmy Urine: usually, when i get a complete asshole who treats me like a rag doll... i let myself cum.
Little Jimmy Urine: but you were different.
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares in his eyes>
Little Jimmy Urine: you respected me.
Kevin Alan Neil: <lips quivers a little> i always have...
Kevin Alan Neil: <slips his coat on>
Little Jimmy Urine: <smurks> i could have though... but i didn't. it's kinda like an omen or something...
Little Jimmy Urine: <blinks slowly>
Kevin Alan Neil: <walks up to him and kneels in front of him, rubbing his hair>
Little Jimmy Urine: <gazes down at him>
Kevin Alan Neil: i missed you...i thought a lot about you, worrying, wondering..."where is he now?" and such...
Little Jimmy Urine: to tell you the truth, i don't know where i was... but it was in the wrong place at the wrong time...
Kevin Alan Neil: <stares in his eyes> well...i'm gald that you're...okay...
Little Jimmy Urine: in some form of the word i guess....
Kevin Alan Neil: and...<touches jimmy's hair> you have your hair back...
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks confused>
Kevin Alan Neil: <chuckles, on the verge of tears>
Kevin Alan Neil: well....i guess i'll go...
Little Jimmy Urine: <opens his mouth to say something but stops>
Kevin Alan Neil: <touches his forehead against jimmy's> i love you. and i told you i would prove it someday. <stands and walks to the door>
Little Jimmy Urine: ..wait....
Kevin Alan Neil: <turns and looks>
Little Jimmy Urine: <begins to cry> ...what if i'm not here in the morning...
Kevin Alan Neil: <walks up to him again and kneels in front of him> you will be
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ... my days are numbered... and what if, now that i've met you... i don't wake up?
Kevin Alan Neil: <feels jimmy's cheek, rubbing tears away>
Kevin Alan Neil: you will
Little Jimmy Urine: ... ... <shakes his head>
Kevin Alan Neil: < him, sitting next to him wrapping an arm around him and leaning his head against jimmy's>
Little Jimmy Urine: i'm scared...
Kevin Alan Neil: i'll stay...<tilts jimmy's chin to look inhis eyes>okay?
Kevin Alan Neil: i'll make sure you're here in the morning
Little Jimmy Urine: <nods>
Kevin Alan Neil: <rubs on his head then  it>
Little Jimmy Urine: <touches kevin's cheek with his fingers like it's a rare precious thing>
Kevin Alan Neil: <holds him close to his chest>
Little Jimmy Urine: i don't want to hurt you.......
Little Jimmy Urine: i don't want to leave you now that i'm here... and i don't want to make you sick...
Little Jimmy Urine: you don't deserve that.
Kevin Alan Neil: <smiles, crying now on jimmy's hair>
Kevin Alan Neil: i'm sorry if i cursed you...
Little Jimmy Urine: no. i did this to myself, as you said.
Little Jimmy Urine: it was my choice
Kevin Alan Neil: <nods, understanding>
Little Jimmy Urine: i have to live with the pain, the disease, and the scars...
Kevin Alan Neil: <holds him tighter>
Kevin Alan Neil: i really wished you didn't walk out the door, jimmy
Kevin Alan Neil: <squeezes his eyes tight>
Little Jimmy Urine: i don't know why i did... but i know now that if i didn't i wouldn't be suffering like this now....
Little Jimmy Urine: nor you.
Kevin Alan Neil: <looks in his eyes, still holding him>
Kevin Alan Neil: i saved you, too...a while back...
Little Jimmy Urine: ...how?
Kevin Alan Neil: remeber the scar on your shoulder i told you about? and the scars on your wrist?
Little Jimmy Urine: <nods weakly>
Kevin Alan Neil: i rushed you to the hospital...
Kevin Alan Neil: no one else gave a shit
Kevin Alan Neil: they were trying to kill you...
Kevin Alan Neil: <sniffs>
Little Jimmy Urine: i get that a lot.
Kevin Alan Neil: <sniffs again>

~In the morning

Jimmy Urine: <is in the bathroom poppin' pills>
Kevin Neil:: <looks around for jimmy>
Kevin Neil:: <wipes his eyes>
Jimmy Urine: <swallows and stares at himself in the mirror>
Kevin: <sits up, looking>
Kevin Neil:: jimmy?
Jimmy Urine: <stands there in a towel all fresh and clean>
Kevin Neil:: <stretches and yawns>
Kevin Neil:: how did you sleep?
Kevin Neil:: <sits on the side of the bed>
Jimmy Urine: <is shaving, wearing only a towel around his waist, hair and body slick from the shower>
Kevin Neil: <stands and walks up to the bathroom door>
Kevin Neil: jimmy?
Jimmy Urine: <is startled a drops his razor in the sink> what!?
Kevin Neil: sorry.....i was just wondering if you were in there
Jimmy Urine: <looks visibly shaken> yeah...
Jimmy Urine: <grabs the small baggie of pills from beside the sink and tucks them into his towel out of view> sheesh.
Kevin Neil: are you alright?
Jimmy Urine: yeah, why? <brushes his hair>
Kevin Neil: just wondering...
Jimmy Urine: <smiles and picks the razor back up attempting to shave again, his face a bit bloody anyway>
Kevin Neil: <walks up behind him and looks at their reflection in the mirror> you hungry?
Jimmy Urine: fuck, am i hungry? you're asking a guy who hasn't eaten in a few hundred years! <turns and looks at his wabbling a bit like kramer>
Kevin Neil: <nods> sorry...
Kevin Neil: <steps out of the bathroom>
Kevin Neil: i'll go get some breakfast
Jimmy Urine: yey! <cheers in a high voice>
Kevin Neil: be back in a sec they might have some downstairs
Jimmy Urine: <nods>
Kevin Neil: <walks toward the door, making sure the card key was in his pocket>
Jimmy Urine: <heads over to the bed and starts to get dressed>
Kevin Neil: are you staying here?
Jimmy Urine: yeah
Kevin Neil: <nods> alright
Kevin Neil: <leaves>
Jimmy Urine: <begins to pull his socks on>
Kevin Neil: <goes downstairs to a bar of food, picking up a few things>
Kevin Neil: <hell, a lot of things, he knew jimmy was hungry>
Jimmy Urine: <gets up and heads to the window>
Kevin Neil: <the items included doughnuts, pastrys, fruit, (any normal continental breakfast stuff) then some good stuff (it's a nice ass hotel) like eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, he had trouble carrying it all back>
Jimmy Urine: <feeling a bit paranoid *speed does that* he leans out to look around>
Jimmy Urine: <squints down at the parking lot below>
Kevin Neil: <comes into the room with his hands full and begins setting it down on a counyter>
Kevin Neil: here we go help yourself
Kevin Neil: plenty here
Jimmy Urine: <turns back around> hey, kevin.... could you lock the door?
Kevin Neil: sure...<turns and locks it>
Jimmy Urine: <heads over>
Jimmy Urine: <licks his lips> food!
Kevin Neil: <starts to pick up some stuff as well, pancakes and bacon is his choice>
Jimmy Urine: <grabs a hand full of anything and begins backing it in as if it were his last meal for another year>
Kevin Neil: <smiles at him>
Jimmy Urine: <some time later, he is laying across the bed with his pants unbuttoned and his leg hanging off the bed>
Jimmy Urine: fuckin a, man (the dude)
Jimmy Urine: <looks over at kevin smiling blissfully like a fat cat>
Jimmy Urine: <suddenly there was a knock at the door>
Kevin Neil: <looks>
Jimmy Urine: <sits up on his elbows, smile fades> don't answer that...
Kevin Neil: <looks at him> why, w-what's wrong, baby are you in trouble or somethin?
Jimmy Urine: <knocks again>
Jimmy Urine: <shakes his head> ...no.
Kevin Neil: <walks up to the door and peeps out through the hole. sees a cop!>
Jimmy Urine: maybe, but i don't want you getting involved
Kevin Neil: <looks at him, talks in a whisper> what kind of trouble...?
Jimmy Urine: <bites his lip>
Jimmy Urine: <shakes his head slowly and listens>
Cop: mister neil, my name is mulder i need to ask you a few questions.
Kevin Neil: jimmy...go hide...
Jimmy Urine: no.. it's fine. just don't answer it...
Kevin Neil: <still whispers> what the fuck does he want form me?
Jimmy Urine: <shrugs>
Mulder: I have reason to believe you are harboring a terrorist...
Jimmy Urine: <eyes widen> <whispers> what the-?
Kevin Neil: <looks at jimmy>
Kevin Neil: <whispers> what?!
Jimmy Urine: <lips out> i don't know what he's talking about
Kevin Neil: <stares in his eyes>
Mulder: <starts to open the door with a spare key from the lobby>
Jimmy Urine: shit!
Kevin Neil: hide!
Jimmy Urine: <jumps up and climbs under the bed>
Kevin Neil: not there!
Kevin Neil: <panics> behind the bed!
Jimmy Urine: <pulls the sheets downaround the bed and slinks to the back, he's skinny enough>
Mulder: <opens the door but the chain is on>
Kevin Neil: <reaches for the chain, hand shaking>
Mulder: <waits paitently>
Mulder: kevin neil, i presume?
Kevin Neil: y-yes
Jimmy Urine: <listens>
Mulder: may i come in?
Kevin Neil: y-yeah
Kevin Neil: <backs up, a little scared>
Kevin Neil: <tries to block the bed>
Mulder: the man at the front desk informed us that you came here with a young man... about the age of 25 or so. he was dressed in red. do you recall that?
Jimmy Urine: <begins to sweat>
Jimmy Urine: .o0(this is why prostitutes leave and DON'T spend the night!!!)
Kevin Neil: <tries to think of what he will say> a-a young guy? with red hair? n-no sir...i'm here alone
Kevin Neil: <shudders>
Mulder: i... didn't mention the hair color. i said a red suit, but he does have red hair... <steps in and begins scanning the room>
Kevin Neil: <mouths the word "fuck!" out of sight>
Mulder: <closes the door behind him>
Kevin Neil: <hates the contained feeling>
Mulder: so are you claiming you came here alone?
Kevin Neil: <gulps>
Kevin Neil: y-yes
Mulder: alright then, would you be willing to testify that?
Kevin Neil: t-testify?
Mulder: <glances down at the old red and black sneakers flipped in front of the tv set>
Kevin Neil: <mouths "shit" this time>
Mulder: <looks at kevin's shoed feet>
Kevin Neil: <chuckles>
Mulder: mm-hmm.
Kevin Neil: <grins sheepishly>
Mulder: <places his hands behind his back>
Mulder: you do know that this 'red' character is a hooker, am i right?
Kevin Neil: <shakes>
Kevin Neil: uh-i-i
Mulder: and in this state, soliciting or paying for prostitution is illegal.
Kevin Neil: <is afraid of authoritors>
Kevin Neil: i-i know that...
Mulder: <pulls a small note pad from his pocket and flips it open>
Kevin Neil: <sweats>
Kevin Neil: <runs hands through his hair trying to calm down and act casual> o0(act casual act casual like you don't know a thing)
Kevin Neil: <calms>
Mulder: this, james euringer. he carries a deadly disease. he has been labeled as a terrorist for this. he can use it to his advantage
Jimmy Urine: <curls his lip>
Jimmy Urine: <barks silently>
Kevin Neil: i've never heard that before...since when did they say having a disease is illegal
Mulder: it's not illegal. but it is the law to tell your... ahem... "mate"... that you have it if you intend on having intercourse.
Kevin Neil: uhm..
Mulder: five innosent men and 2 women have been infected by this monster.
Kevin Neil: were they really innocent? <smiles>
Kevin Neil: <wishes he didn't say that>
Mulder: 3 of them claimed it was rape. this man should be behind bars and anyone harboring this beast with be prosicuted as well.
Kevin Neil: <eyes widen> i-i don't know what you're talking about
Kevin Neil: <looks over>
Kevin Neil: <looks back>
Mulder: <reads the notepad>
Mulder: <chews on the corner of his lip> glances over to the bedside table>
Kevin Neil: do you see anyone here?
Mulder: <sees the $500 laying there in a bunch>
Kevin Neil: <stares>
Mulder: <smiles>
Kevin Neil: <gulps again, swallowing deep in his dry throat>
Kevin Neil: uh...
Kevin Neil: i-i can explain that...
Kevin Neil: <thinks>
Mulder: you wouldn't mind coming down to the station would you? for some.. tests?
Kevin Neil: <breaths hard> i-i...no i don't mind...
Kevin Neil: <wishes the cop would disappear>
Mulder: alright then...
Kevin Neil: <sighs>
Mulder: <turns and scans the room once more>
Kevin Neil: <looks as well>
Kevin Neil: are you gonna bring me back?
Mulder: <notices the window open>
Mulder: <walks over and leans out>
Kevin Neil: <turns and watches>
Mulder: <looks over his shoulder>
Mulder: sure. when the testing is over and you are cleared 99.9 percent
Kevin Neil: <nods>
Kevin Neil: can we hurry, please?
Mulder: <shimmys over to the bedside table and places his hand on the drawer> you mind if i?
Kevin Neil: <shakes his head>
Mulder: <pulls it open and moves the bible aside looking for... anything>
Mulder: hm.
Kevin Neil: <holdes his breath>
Mulder: <nods and closes it>
Kevin Neil: <lets the air out>
Mulder: <lifts the sheet on the bed and studies it>
Kevin Neil: <eyes widen>
Mulder: <nods and kneels down>
Jimmy Urine: <sees the cop looking under the other bed>
Jimmy Urine: <begins breathing faster>
Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes tight>
Kevin Neil: <stares>
Mulder: <looks under the bed closest to the window>
Kevin Neil: <shakes>
Mulder: <finds nothing and sits up>
Kevin Neil: <sighs again>
Mulder: <turns and lifts the sheet to look under the bed closest to the bathroom wall....>
Kevin Neil: <stares>
Jimmy Urine: <opens his eyes to see the cop only inches from his face>
Jimmy Urine: <smiles nerviously>
Jimmy Urine: ... ...
Mulder: ... ...
Mulder: <hand shoots under the bed grabbing jimmy by the hair>
Jimmy Urine: <screams in pain as he's dragged out>
Kevin Neil: <gasps>
Kevin Neil: jimmy!
Mulder: mr. neil, you just stay where you are.
Kevin Neil: <stays, but wants to move so bad>
Jimmy Urine: fuck!
Jimmy Urine: you fuck! i didn't do anything!
Kevin Neil: <holds his face>
Mulder: <jerks jimmy around like a rag doll and slams him against the wall beside the tv>
Kevin Neil: <looks around the room>
Mulder: <laughs>
Mulder: <pulls out his hand cuffs and clips them on jimmy's wrists>
Kevin Neil: no!
Mulder: <aggressively throws jimmy onto the bed and turns to kevin>
Jimmy Urine: <flinches>
Jimmy Urine: <is laying face down on the bed cussing>
Kevin Neil: <steps back>
Mulder: turn around, sir.
Mulder: <pulls out another pair>
Kevin Neil: <shakes his head, mouth agape>
Mulder: sir...
Kevin Neil: n-no....
Kevin Neil: <on the verge of tears>
Mulder: turn around. you both have the right to remain silent.
Kevin Neil: <lips quiver>
Mulder: anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law...
Kevin Neil: <looks at jimmy>
Mulder: you have the right to an attourny, if you can afford on, one will be appointed to you...
Mulder: <waits for kevin to turn>
Mulder: don't make this difficult.
Kevin Neil: <gives up and turns around>
Mulder: <grabs kevin's wrists>
Mulder: <clips the cuffs on>
Jimmy Urine: <turns his head to scream> kevin! run!!!
Kevin Neil: <elbow the cop hard>
Kevin Neil: <tries to rip away>
Mulder: <gasps and backs away>
Kevin Neil: <starts to run>
Mulder: <grabs his gun>
Mulder: <aims>
Mulder: freeze!
Mulder: <steps closer to kevin still aiming, lifts his radio from his shoulder and talks into it>
Mulder: i need some back up.
Jimmy Urine: shit!
Jimmy Urine: <rolls over onto his back crushing his hands>
Jimmy Urine: mother fucker!!!
Kevin Neil: <looks at jimmy>
Mulder: <grabs kevin's shoulder and knees him in the gut>
Kevin Neil: <falls groaning>
Kevin Neil: shiiiit!!
Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes feeling the pain>
Kevin Neil: <gasps>
Kevin Neil: <cries>
<more cops enter, one grabs kevin and shoves him out into the hall>
Kevin Neil: oww! you fuck!!
Kevin Neil: <through tears>
Kevin Neil: <calls for jimmy>
Cop: <smacks jimmy across the face,> i've been looking for you, queer. <flips him over and grabs the cuffs lifting him>
Kevin Neil: DON'T HURT HIM YOU FUCK! <his echo down the hall>


(at the station in the waiting cell)


Jimmy Urine: <sits on the bench staring at his stocking feet>
Jimmy Urine: <glances over at kevin>
Jimmy Urine: you okay?
Kevin Neil: <looks, nodding> yeah...<smiles> are you okay?
Jimmy Urine: <doesn't reply, he looks across at the inmate sitting on the other side>
Kevin Neil: <sighs>
Jimmy Urine: hey.
Jimmy Urine: <calls to the inmate>
Jimmy Urine: hey, did they take your cigs?
Inmate: <head down and dreads in his shadowed face>
Jimmy Urine: i need a smoke bad and.... <looks at himself> i may have something to trade ya...
Kevin Neil: <pulls his knees up and leans against the wall>
Kevin Neil: <looks away>
Inmate: <looks up>
Inmate: jimmy urine... <grizzly voice>
Jimmy Urine: yeah how'd you know?
Jimmy Urine: <smiles at kevin and nudges him in the arm as if to say, "hey, i'm famous">
Kevin Neil: <looks and nods>
Inmate: <stands up and takes a step forward>
Inmate: i have a little bone to pick with you...
Jimmy Urine: <looks back up at the inmate...>
Jimmy Urine: ...uh...
Jimmy Urine: <tries to hide behind kevin>
Jimmy Urine: ...jon?
Jon: damn skippy.
Kevin Neil: <looks down at him>
Jimmy Urine: i mean... i'm not this jimmy person you speak of <in a deep voice>
jon: <pulls his sleave up exposing a tattoo reading HIV> yeah. it's my nick name now, you little shit. why the fuck do you think i'm in here!?
Jimmy Urine: because you beat people with objects you dolt!
Jon: WHAT WAS THAT!?
Jimmy Urine: <burries his face in kevin's shoulder>
Kevin Neil: <looks, nudging his head against jimmy's>
Kevin Neil: leave him alone
Jon: <starts to laugh> you've always been a baby. the little woman kind. good for beatin. is this your butch?
Jimmy Urine: <nods weakly with his face still hidden>
Jon: <cracks his knuckles>
Jon: your name is quite popular in the prison.
Jon: i know, i've been there.
Jon: you're gonna have one sore ass before you get out of here...
Jimmy Urine: kevin, do something...
Kevin Neil: <gets up>
Jon: <stares at kevin>
Kevin Neil: you aren't gonna touch him
Jon: what, bitch? you've got something to confess?
Kevin Neil: confess?
Jon: you wanna suck my dick?
Kevin Neil: <looks him over> fuck no
Jimmy Urine: <watches>
Jimmy Urine: <is sizing them up seeing that jon has a slight advantage>
Jon: you wanna fight over him?
Jimmy Urine: <blushes... but is still freaked>
Kevin Neil: you sure you feel up to that?
Jon: he get to you too, eh?
Jon: obviously you ain't been keepin up on his mantainance.
Kevin Neil: <stares> what?
Jon: <points to jimmy,> look at that shit! he walks all over you!
Kevin Neil: <looks at him>
Jimmy Urine: <shrugs>
Jon: <storms over to jimmy grabbing his my the ear like a parent, and lifts him to his feet> see? he's a fighter now.
Jon: <walks over to jimmy and picks him up by the ear like a parent> see? <smacks him across the face and drops him back on the bench>
Jon: if you're gonna be a pinp, you've gotta teach 'em to obey and shut up.
Kevin Neil: <gasps>
Jimmy Urine: <remains silent, blood dripping from his nose>
Jon: <rotates his shoulders> you ain't doin it right.
Kevin Neil: <gets in jon's face, shoving his chest> you fuck!!
Jon: <smiles> that's it
Kevin Neil: don't you ever hurt him!
Jimmy Urine: <is staring at his feet, blood now dripping down his upper lip>
Jon: <busts out laughing>
Jon: <cuts a glance back at jimmy>
Jon: pussy. that's all he is, a fuckin whore.
Jon: <continue's to giggle>
Kevin Neil: <kneels in front of jimmy>
Kevin Neil: baby, are you okay? <touches under his chin>
Jimmy Urine: <lifts his chin and turns away still looking at the ground>
Jon: <points> there!
Jon: that's disrespect!
Jon: ah! so you have nothing to do with this?
Kevin Neil: do...with what?
Jon:<steps up to jimmy and knees down>
Jon:<smacks the back of his own hand in jimmy's face> wake up, nigga! daddy's home!
Kevin Neil:stop it!
Kevin Neil: he doesn't need that shit
Little Jimmy Urine:<stares blankly>
Jon:<looks over his shoulder> back off, lover-boy
Kevin Neil: <glares>
Jon: <stands and pops jimmy in the left ear> you hear me? i'm back and i'm takin over.
Jon: gets right upn to jimmy's face>
Little Jimmy Urine: <spits him in the eye>
Jon: fuck! <backs away for a moment> oh, that's it! you've fucked me in the ass for the last time you shit!
Kevin Neil:<eyes widen>
Jon:<grabs jimmy by the neck and slams him against the wall>
Kevin Neil:<gasps>
Little Jimmy Urine:<remains calm>
Jon: <sticks his hand down jimmy's dress and removes it suddenly>
Kevin Neil:<is toatlly oblivious as to what to do>

Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at kevin as if to say, "...it's okay...">
Kevin Neil: <stares jimmy in the eyes>
Jon: <flips jimmy over on the bench and holds his head down with one hand while unzipping own his pants with the other>
Little Jimmy Urine:<has his head facing away from kevin, just lays there like a dead child>
Kevin Neil:<leans his back against the bars>

Jon:<pulls his cock out and hunches over jimmy>
Kevin Neil:<wants to do something, but is somehow forced not to>
Jon:<shoves himself into jimmy keeping him pinned to the bench, it seems as if jimmy knows this drill...>
Little Jimmy Urine: <wants to turn his head to look at kevin but finds that that is not an option>
Kevin Neil: <watches as if seeing all the guys that ever fucked jimy>
Kevin Neil: <doesn't like that so all he does is turn his head>
Jon: <forces himself upon jimmy violantly, like a typical prisoner>
Little Jimmy Urine: <bites his tongue like a good whore should>
Kevin Neil: <tries hard not to listen>
Jon: <slaps jimmy in the back of the head> bitch! relax! <looks over at kevin smiling>
Kevin Neil: <looks at him, eyes wide and watery>
Jon:<continues to pump harder ingnoring the small painful grunts uttered my jimmy>
Kevin Neil: <squints in disgust and turns his head away again>
Jon:<several minutes pass like this, jon grunting and bitching at jimmy, jimmy remaining quiet, until jon got off. he pulled out and slapped it clean on jimmy's leg then zipped his pants up>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lays there, waiting for a command>
Kevin Neil:<eyes hurt from squeezing them so tightly>

Jon:<sighs> go have at it.
Kevin Neil:<looks up at him>
Kevin Neil:what?
Jon: the fuck has no feelings. otherwise he wouldn't have infected me. go have at him. fuck him. show him that you mean business!
Kevin Neil: <looks at jimmy then back up at jon> n-no..
Jon:<shrugs> suit yourself.
Jon: <walks back over to jimmy and kicks him in the ass> get up. i'm done with you.
Kevin Neil: he doesn't deserve to be treated that way
Little Jimmy Urine: <climbs to his feet pilling his dress back up, his face red from imbarassment>
Jon:<laughs> what makes you know that?
Jon: he's a fuck who's served his time on this planet doing nothin but pissin me off.
Little Jimmy Urine: <goes to sit on the bench but finds it very uncomforable>
Kevin Neil: i know he doesn't desrve it...
Jon:<smiles> explain.
Kevin Neil: <stares> when you first fucked him...did he give you a reson to slap him around?

Little Jimmy Urine:<sits on his hip, feeling sore and sick>
Kevin Neil: or did you just do it because he's a "whore"

Jon:<stares back thinking>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is shocked waiting for jon to reply>
Kevin Neil:<glares at jon>

Jon: it's my money. i'm payed for him and that's what i paid for.
Little Jimmy Urine: <frowns and nods>
Kevin Neil: <still glares> he didn't deserve it
Jon:what ever floats your boat.
Jon: everyone who bitches off to me needs to get a beating. he likes it, besides. right, fag?
Little Jimmy Urine:<frowning still nods>
Kevin Neil:you sick queer pimps made him think he likes it
Kevin Neil:like a forced psyche
Jon:<jaw drops shocked at what was just said>
Little Jimmy Urine:<eyes lighten up, looks over at kevin>
Kevin Neil:<looks at him>
Kevin Neil:<winks>
Kevin Neil:<smiles>
Jon:<steps toward kevin>
Kevin Neil:<stands his ground>
Jon: i make him think what it is to respect the man who feeds him and keeps the fuckin clothes on his back!
Jon: something makes me think that you need some training!
Kevin Neil: you want him to respect you?! ha!

Kevin Neil: you can't receive something you don't give
Little Jimmy Urine: <face still red, he wipes his nose getting read to get up and move out of the way>
Jon:<voice raises> i give him food and money!
Jon:that's respect!
Kevin Neil:<blocks jimmy like a sheild>
Little Jimmy Urine: ...he does...
Kevin Neil:<looks back at him>
Jon: <points at jimmy> speak only when spoken to!
Kevin Neil: food and money does not make you "fabulous!!"
Kevin Neil: you want respect you can't be an asshole!
Jon: in his pathetic life, i am i his fuckin father and lover all rolled into one! if he wants to stay with me, he respects me!
Little Jimmy Urine:<nods>
Kevin Neil:<looks back at him, then jon> some father...do you always hit your kids and force them to fuck you
Jon:don't all fathers!?
Kevin Neil:<glares> no..
Jon: when your daddy hit you, you still respected him. if not you'd be out on your fuckin ass in the cold harsh world. i offer a warm home with food and clothes.
Little Jimmy Urine: <opens his mouth to speak but changes his mind>
Kevin Neil: i'm sure i've given jimmy a lo more than you have, pal
Jon: love isn't in quantity, it's in quality!
Kevin Neil:oh and you would know? doesn;t seem like it
Jon: <snaps his fingers at jimmy> up! get over here! <holds his left arm out toward him>
Kevin Neil:he's not a fucking dog
Little Jimmy Urine: <gets up and shuffles over , jon places his hand bahind jimmy's head like a father>
Jon: not a dog, eh? jimmy, sit!
Little Jimmy Urine: <lowers to the floor>
Jon: beg!
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks at kevin then back up at jon, tugging on his pant leg>
Kevin Neil:<shoves jon hard> stop!!
Jon: see?
Kevin Neil:how can you be that way?
Jon: <shakes his head> you need to channel that anger, boy
Kevin Neil:you need an anti-psychotic!
Jon: <crosses arms> you're so smart. let's see who he respects more, shall we?
Kevin Neil:<eyebrows lift>
Jon: on terms of ownership
Kevin Neil:i don't "own" people
Little Jimmy Urine: <still sitting on the floor looks nervious>
Kevin Neil: people aren't for owning, slavery ended man!

Jon:whatever you call it. marrage, slavery, lover, big deal.
Jon: jimmy get the fuck off the floor, you mut! christ!
Kevin Neil: <growls. he's very angry>

Little Jimmy Urine: <jumps up>
Jon: now, <turns to jimmy> on terms of who's a better pimp..er... father <glares at kevin> lover, whatever. who do you respect and trust more?
Kevin Neil:<looks at jon hatefully>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at jon>
Kevin Neil:<looks at jimmy>
Kevin Neil:<says nothing>
Jon: well? answer me, you fuckin whore!
Little Jimmy Urine: <is startled by his voice. he lowers his head and looks to the ground and takes a few steps forward and with his hands limp at his sides, rests his head on jon's chest>
Kevin Neil:<watches>
Jon: <smiling> eat humble shit, mr. respect.
Little Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes tight>
Kevin Neil:look at him...he's in your fucking trance of hate
Jon: <wraps his arms around jimmy, jimmy standing stiffly like a pole>
Kevin Neil: his first impulse is to respond to your barking and if he doesn't he'll get hurt
Kevin Neil:that's not respect
Jon: and that's obviously the way he likes it, right jimmy?
Little Jimmy Urine: <hesitates, turning his head to see kevin but still resting his right cheek on jon's chest> <nods slowly>
Kevin Neil:<stares in jimmy's eyes, feeling horrible that jimmy always has to answer the way others want>

Jon: he can't hear your fuckin head nod! there ain't nothin in it to raddle! speak!
Little Jimmy Urine: <whispers> ...yes.
Jon: what!? <pulls his arms from jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine: YES!!
Jon: <laughs>
Kevin Neil:<mouth stands agape>
Kevin Neil:do you thrive on your dominance?
Jon: <nods with a big smile on his face>
Kevin Neil:that's sick
Little Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes tight holding his breath>
Little Jimmy Urine: <lifts his arms slowly to hug jon but is suddenly rejected>
Jon: <grabs jimmy's wrists and shoves him away> go sit over there. the men are talking.
Kevin Neil:<watches jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine: <eyes sparkling with on the verge tears but he quickly wipes them away before jon sees. he backs away looking from kevin to jon then finally sitting back down on the bench>
Kevin Neil:<looks back at jon>
Jon: see? a guy's most volnerable moment is right after sex. weather he takes or gives its the same
Jon: that's when you mold'em
Kevin Neil:a person molds himself
Kevin Neil:not a dominant pimp
Jon: <backs up and sits back on the bench across from jimmy's> is that so? well, jimmy here don't have the voice to do such a thing.
Jon: some are born to rule and the rest a born to be taught
Kevin Neil:<glares again>
Jon: hey! don't get mad a me! he came to me!
Jon: right jimmy?
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks up from the floor> ...yes, sir.
Kevin Neil: <won't take his angry eyes off of jon>
Jon: leans back against the wall> see? can argue with that.
Jon: he came to me and spacifically asked me to teach him. so i did. and he keeps coming back for more lessons.
Kevin Neil:bullshit!! <refuses to believe that>
Little Jimmy Urine: <nods like a zombie>
Jon: <shrugs> believe what you want. you may have come here with him, but you ain't leavin with him.
Kevin Neil:you cant tell me what i will and won't do like you do to him
Little Jimmy Urine: <a single tear escapes and rolls down his cheek before he can wipe it away>
Jon: <jumps up> what's this!?
Kevin Neil:<sees and feels horrible>
Jon: pussy? huh? are you crying!!!???
Kevin Neil:leave him alone!!!!
Jon: <storms over to jimmy ignoring kevin> men don't cry! you hear me!? pussy! you cunt! you woman!
Little Jimmy Urine: <holds his breath and closes his eyes tight trying to hold it in>
Jon: <socks jimmy in the head> don't let me catch that baby shit again!
Kevin Neil: that's it...of all te things i can;t stand to see it's his tears
Jon: <turns to kevin> what was that?
Little Jimmy Urine: <chest heaves as he holds his tears in>
Kevin Neil: leave...him...alone....
Kevin Neil: now...
Jon: make... me...faggot...
Kevin Neil: <fists curl up and flinch in anger>
Jon: go on, try something, you'll be on your ass in a second flat with me fucking it
Kevin Neil:get away from him
Kevin Neil:<is very pissed>
Jon: <takes a step backwards, towards jimmy with a smile on his face>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is so out of it, he is staring into space not seeing a thing>
Kevin Neil: <fists shake> now...
Jon: <one more step towards jimmy, he slowly reaches out and places his hand behind jimmy's neck and pulls him up to his feet>
Kevin Neil: <growls> you hurt him i kill you
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares at the floor avoiding eye contact>
Jon: <smurks and suddenly grabs jimmy's collar and arm, jerks him from his stance and slams the poor kid into the brock wall head first>
Little Jimmy Urine: <hits the floor screaming but obviously trying to keep it down>
Kevin Neil: you son of a bitch!
Little Jimmy Urine: <biting his teeth togeher as blood leaks down from the huge gash in his forehead>
Kevin Neil:<runs at jon and socks him in he face as hard as he can, his adrenaline pumped so far it shoots out his ears>
Kevin Neil:YOU FUCK!
Jon: <spits out a tooth and swings to hit kevin right in the stomach>
Kevin Neil:<grunts, hitting the floor>
Little Jimmy Urine: <still heaving, mixed blood and tears on his face (looks like carrie) watches trying to keep quiet>
Kevin Neil: <looks at jimmy>
Jon: <stands over kevin>
Jon: are you done acting like a fool?
Kevin Neil: <stands up>
Kevin Neil: i won't let you hurt him again
Kevin Neil:<looks like an angry bull huffing steam like a train>
Jon: cocks his head trying to get kevin's goat, he backs up and kicks his heal back hitting jimmy right in the chest>
Jon: bring it.
Kevin Neil: <charges, like a bull, right into jon's chest very hard>
Jon: <is thrown into the wall, smacking the back of his head. he slides down holding his skull>
Kevin Neil:<curls his lip>
Kevin Neil:<pants>
Jon: oh, this is fun. i hit jimmy, you hit me... i hit jimmy again, you hit me again.
Kevin Neil:you like getting hit?!
Kevin Neil:<kicks>
Kevin Neil:huh?!
Jon: fuckin' a! <spits blood>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is sobbing quietly>
Kevin Neil: you like getting hit like you do to all your whores!
Jon: <nods> yeah, pain is pleasure, baby.
Jon: <shankes his head like a dog, his dreads winding around his face, blood and sweat and spit flying off>
Kevin Neil: <leans down and socks him across the face as hard as he can>
Kevin Neil: is that pleasurable enough?!
Jon: <coughs a bit> hahaha! good lovin!
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks concerned>
Kevin Neil: <slams jon's head on the wall>
Kevin Neil: <teeth are clenched in a dog-like snarl and his eyes are red with fury>
Little Jimmy Urine: <jumps up **dizzy from the concussion** and runs over to kevin> stop!!! <he wraps himself around jon blocking>
Kevin Neil:<stares>
Jon: <blood all over his face> heh! jimmy? you creaton! what are you doing? <laughs>
Jon: this is pure lovin right here!
Little Jimmy Urine: <hugs jon tighter>
Kevin Neil: <stares blankly>
Kevin Neil:<all of his fury fades>
Jon: <shoves jimmy away, jimmy slides across the floor>
Kevin Neil:<looks>
Jon: <sits up> jesus, <sighs> kids, ya know? just like a woman, jimmy is...
Kevin Neil:<stares at jimmy, paying no attention to jon>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is laying flat on his back staring up at the ceiling making no attempt to get up>
Jon: ah, just give him some uppers, he'll be fine
Kevin Neil: <reaches his hand out to jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine: <appears to be unconcious with his eyes open... but he's not>
Jon: <grunts> pussies... <gets up and drags himself to the bench to sit>
Jon: watch this. <pats his knee> jimmy, come.
Little Jimmy Urine: <doesn't respond>
Jon: <looks shocked>
Jon: what did you do to him?
Kevin Neil:<reaches down to jimmy's cheek>
Kevin Neil:<kneeling>
Little Jimmy Urine:<blinks slowly as if having no emotion for the moment>
Kevin Neil: <softly strokes it>
Little Jimmy Urine: <rolls his head to the side kevin is touching, eyes staring right through him into space>
Kevin Neil: <feels like he's about to cry as he leans in over him, holding him>
Jon: <rolls his eyes and gets up>
Jon: <walks over to the other side of jimmy and kneels down>
Kevin Neil:<holds his cheek against jimmy>
Jon: give him to me. <spoken softly and unthreatening>
Kevin Neil:<glares>
Jon: <repeats himself> come on, please....
Kevin Neil:<gets up and backs against the wall sliding down>
Kevin Neil:<stares at jimmy, hoping he'd move or somethin>
Jon: hunches over jimmy staring at kevin>
Kevin Neil:<stares at jimmy's body>
Jon: <he scoops jimmy up into his arms like a bear and pulls him up onto the bench with him>
Jon: <he holds jimmy like a child, staring down into his dead looking doll like eyes.>
Jon: <totally out of his character, jon brushes a piece of hair from jimmy's face and seems to be... trying to comfort???>
Kevin Neil: well, mister "pain is pleasure" how does this make you feel? <it's a serious question>
Little Jimmy Urine: <stares up at jon feeling like he's going to vomit...... >
Jon: <in a weaker but serious voice> how do you mean?
Kevin Neil: <doesn't reply only glares at him>
Jon: <traces his hand down the side of jimmy's bloody face>
Kevin Neil:<stands up and moves to the bars, peeking his head though>
Kevin Neil:why the fuck am i here?
Kevin Neil:i didn't do shit
Jon: yeah, what DID you do?
Kevin Neil:<doesn't face him>
Kevin Neil:i found jimmy...i was so happy to see him...
Little Jimmy Urine: <licks the blood from his lips and makes a stuff breathing sound, his nose is stuffed with blood>
Kevin Neil: <hands slide down the bars>
Jon: <stares sharply down at jimmy..>
Kevin Neil: i should have known he wouldn't remember me...
Jon: <looks up> you mean his head?
Jon: yeah, i was there when i happened.
Kevin Neil: <casually, still looking out> what do you think you fuck?
Kevin Neil: there?
Jon:...i was the bouncer that found him in the parking lot.
Kevin Neil:<hands shake around th bars> i should have known he wouldn't remember
Jon: oh, he remembers.
Kevin Neil:i meant me, you ass
Little Jimmy Urine:<closes his eyes to those words>
Jon: you're kevin i take it?
Kevin Neil:<looks back at him>
Little Jimmy Urine: <sits up to move away from jon with his eyes still closed but found himself trapped as jon pulled him back>
Kevin Neil:<starts to scream out to anyone who can hear> I DIDN'T DO SHIT! <over and over> LET ME OUT!
Kevin Neil:<is bawling>
Mulder: what is it, neil?
Little Jimmy Urine: <sits quietly in jons loose but firm grasp>
Kevin Neil:<stares out> let me out of this fucking rat cage i didn't so shit!
Kevin Neil:<cries out, tears streaming>
Mulder: you are an accessiry to a crime.
Mulder: when your test results are back and cleared, i will let you go.
Kevin Neil:<cries hard>
Kevin Neil:<hands slide down the bars in his tears>
Mulder:<shakes his head and walks away)
Kevin Neil:i didn't...do...
Kevin Neil:<slides to the floor>
Kevin Neil:<still crying>
Jon: you loved him too much, am i right? you scared him.
Kevin Neil:<isn't listening>
Kevin Neil:<shakes all over banging his wrists on the bars>
Jon: jimmy is the kind who needs some tough love <squeezes jimmy tight to the point of hurting him then releasing>
Little Jimmy Urine:...jon... don't.
Kevin Neil:<voice is weak and trembly> let me out...
Kevin Neil:<face slides down the bars>
Jon:<gets up and moves over to kevin>
Jon:do you still want him?
Kevin Neil:<doesn't answer, just bangs on the bars, crying>
Kevin Neil:i don;t wanna be here anymore!
Little Jimmy Urine: jon... forget it.
Mulder:<comes back with papers in his hands>
Kevin Neil:<all he can think about is his heartache>
Mulder: your blood test came back negative. you are one lucky s.o.b.
Mulder:but!
Mulder: your lie detector test came back with bad results. but we have already establisheshed that.
Kevin Neil:please...<cries> just let me out...
Mulder:<reaches for the button on the desk,> alright hold you horses.
Mulder: <hits the button, doors slide open> you have a $800 fine on ya.
Mulder:<hands kevin the ticket>
Kevin Neil:i don't give a shit! <takes it>
Little Jimmy Urine: <watches all distraught and confused>
Mulder: <closes the gates>
Little Jimmy Urine:<stands up and walks to the bars>
Kevin Neil:<wipes his eyes>
Jon:<laughing>
Little Jimmy Urine: <presses his hands against the bars staring at kevin>
Kevin Neil:<stares back>
Kevin Neil:<shrugs, still crying>
Kevin Neil:<waves>
Little Jimmy Urine:<grows weak in the knees and feels like vomiting>
Kevin Neil:<tucks the ticket in his pocket>
Jon: he said that he missed you!!! hahahahaha!
Little Jimmy Urine: <tears roll down his cheeks>
Kevin Neil:<looks at jon> to bad i can't kill you now
Kevin Neil:<runs up to the bars>
Little Jimmy Urine:<can hardly breathe>
Kevin Neil:<strokes his hair through the bars>
Jon: come on jimmy, i just don't get you! tell him what you told me! it's fuckin priceless! "kevey!" hahaha!
Jon:why didn't you bring him a rose, kevin? hahahahahaha! this is so funny!
Little Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes out of shame>
Kevin Neil:<to jon>
Kevin Neil:SHUT UP!
Jon: <stops laughing and stands. he moves up behind jimmy and wraps his arms around jimmy's waist pulling him away from the bars>
Kevin Neil:<tries to reach through>
Little Jimmy Urine: <holds onto the bars but slowly releases them>
Jon: you wanted out so fucking bad!
Jon: now what?
Kevin Neil:<looks around the room>
Kevin Neil:<no one in sight>
Jon: <begins kissing on jimmy's neck, jimmy ignoring him still gazing at kevin>
Kevin Neil:
<reaches behind the desk looking around for anyone>
Jon: JAIL BREAK!!!! <he screams out laughing>
Jon: i dare ya!
Kevin Neil:<stares>
Mulder:comes back in> what is it now!? <looks at kevin> what are you still doing here?
Kevin Neil:<backs away> just..saying goodbye...
Kevin Neil:<looks in at jimmy>
Mulder: <nods> whatever.
Little Jimmy Urine: i-i.... n....
Kevin Neil:<walks up to the bars>
Jon: <pounds jimmy in the chest with his fist> spit it out, lad.
Kevin Neil:<gasps>
Little Jimmy Urine: you're not a curse!
Kevin Neil:<eyebrows lift as his eyes get misty>
Little Jimmy Urine: <looks very uncomfortable in jons grasp>
Kevin Neil:<glares at jon> let him go
Kevin Neil:<wants to get back in>
Kevin Neil:<and protect jimmy>
Kevin Neil:<shakes the bars>
Kevin Neil:<as if that would help at all>
Mulder: hey! pal! it's over! get on your way! you're free!
Kevin Neil:<looks back at him>
Mulder: <another cop walks in... agent... uh.. agent scully>
Kevin Neil:<looks back at jimmy>
Scully:<walks up to the bars> uh. mr. james euringer? you're next. <opens the gate>
Little Jimmy Urine:<looks surprised but jon lets him go and he steps out>
Little Jimmy Urine:<looks at kevin a bit more cherry like>
Scully: this way.
Kevin Neil:<stares at him>
Little Jimmy Urine:<follows her down a long white hall way and enters the room at the end>
Mulder: oh crap!
Mulder:<closes the gates!>
Jon: damn.
Mulder: can i help you, mr.neil?
Kevin Neil:<stares> i...
Kevin Neil:no...
Kevin Neil:<looks in thr bars and mouths "i hate you" to jon>
Jon: hey, now.
Jon: he does speak highly of you
Jon:<turns away,> that's all i'm gonna say
Kevin Neil: that's cause i don't treat him like you do...
Jon: he asked me to...
Kevin Neil: if he remembered who i was then why did he act like he didn't?
Kevin Neil:<just wants some answeres>
Jon: <comes closer to the bars and lowers his voice> he's scared of you.
Kevin Neil:<stares> scared?
Jon: and the poor kid has some big problems be doesn't want to burdon you with
Kevin Neil: why would he be scared of me?
Jon: he doesn't want to hurt you.
Kevin Neil:<stares at him>
Jon:<shrugs>
Jon:this is from his mouth, not mine!
Jon:he's got a lot of <points to his head> stuff.
Kevin Neil: it doesn't matter what he has, i still love him
Jon:...you don't understand.
Jon: he has a type of schytzo. you know? he freaks out easy.
Kevin Neil:i know...
Kevin Neil:i knew that before you ever did
Jon: he'll just go off talking like a child at one moment and be normal the next
Kevin Neil:that's why he needs me...
Little Jimmy Urine: his aids hurt him. he's sick all the time. he has the schytzo problem he's had since he was a child he needs meds for too... he's got lost of problems.
Jon: he takes drugs to make the pain stop and that fucks him up.
Jon: i do what makes him happy. he likes to pretend hes back at home... with mom and dad.
Kevin Neil:shut up...
Jon:...?
Jon:alright
Jon:fine
Kevin Neil: <turns away>
Jon: <backs away from the bars>
Jon: he need the physical pain to kill the psychological....
Jon: if only you could understand...
Kevin Neil: no one needs physical pain
Kevin Neil:especially not Jimmy
Little Jimmy Urine:<the room opens and scully leads jimmy back down the hall and out past kevin>
Kevin Neil:<stares>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is hand cuffed>
Little Jimmy Urine: <breaks away from scully for a moment and runs over to kevin pressing himself against his chest>
Little Jimmy Urine: oh, god! get me out of here!
Kevin Neil: <holds him close>
Scully:<grabs him again jerking him away>
Kevin Neil:no! <tries to pull him back>
Kevin Neil:let him go!
Little Jimmy Urine:<falls to his knees, blood dripping from his mouth>
Scully: shit!
Mulder:<leans over the table to see>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is gagging and choking not able to breathe>
Scully: mulder, call line 412! emergencey!
Kevin Neil:someone fucking HELP HIM!
Jon: fuck...
Scully: we are doing the best we can, you must leave!
Kevin Neil:<kneels down to jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine:<can't breathe>
Kevin Neil:please don't die on me baby
Scully: don't touch him!
Kevin Neil: fuck you bitch!
Scully: he is an HVI positive inmate and if you get any blood on you-
Little Jimmy Urine:<two parametics/cops run up the hall and kneel down beside jimmy>
Kevin Neil: <reaches out to him>
Little Jimmy Urine: <is placed on a stretcure and carried out. scully remains behind to fill out a report>
Jon: <stands on his toes trying to see where they went>
Kevin Neil:<cries softly>
Kevin Neil:<stares at the floor>
Jon: ...fuck... hey, where are they taking him?
Kevin Neil:<looks at him>
Kevin Neil: how the fuck should i know?
Scully: to the ER. i'm not surprised this happened concidering his damage <glares at jon>
Kevin Neil:<also glares>
Jon: hey, now
Mulder: ...<hums> you're an all star...
Scully: get your game on...
Scully: sorry...
Kevin Neil: <sits in a chair..somewhere in the room, appearing to be waiting>
Jon: what's his bail set at?
Scully: <slams her pencil down> mr.davis! i can't think with you talking!!
Kevin Neil:<you could almost see a light 'bing!' at kevin's head>
Mulder: a lot more now. he's got medical bills if he lives.
Mulder: IF!
Kevin Neil:how much?
Kevin Neil:<looks>
Scully: grrrrrrrrrr!!!!!
Mulder: <looks at a piece on paper,> uh... roughly.... 89,000 then there's the medical bills and shit.
Kevin Neil:<eyes widen>
Mulder:..i mean, crap. <looks at scully>
Mulder: he's a wanted fellon.
Kevin Neil:<thinks...>
Kevin Neil:<sits there thinking>
Kevin Neil:<repeating the number around in his mind>
Kevin Neil:<he knew hank had over a million dollars in their shared account but 89 thou is a shitload to take out>
Kevin Neil:<nods to himself> he's worth it <thinking aloud>
Mulder: <looks up> s'cuse me...
Kevin Neil: <looks at him> huh? oh..nothin..
Scully: <lowers her brow> he farted.
Scully:<grabs her paper work and leaved the room grunting about men being pigs>
Jon:<busts out laughing so hard he gets hick-ups>
Kevin Neil:<doesn't laugh>
Kevin Neil: <continues thinking>
Kevin Neil:<decides> will cash do?
Kevin Neil:it's all i have
Mulder: <looks up again> s'cuse me?
Kevin Neil: did you fart again?
Jon: <gafawls and chokes>
Mulder:no!
Mulder: what are you talking about, cash?
Kevin Neil:bail...can i pay it in cash?
Kevin Neil:...
Kevin Neil:<leans his head in for an answer>
Mulder: <turns to look at scully> oh...<notices she left> huh...
Mulder: i, well, i guess...
Kevin Neil:<stares>
Kevin Neil:good..
Kevin Neil:uhm...I'm gonna...go to the bank...
Kevin Neil:but i'll be back!
Jon: hey!
Kevin Neil:<looks>
Jon: my bail is only set at 900!
Jon:<smiles, jagged teeth>
Kevin Neil: <curls his nose>
Jon: it would make jimmy happy...
Jon: eh?eh?
Kevin Neil: what would i want with you?
Jon:<frowns>
Jon: pimpily pusy penial drip!
Jon: you cunt bubble!
Jon: blah!
Jon:<sticks his tongue out>
Kevin Neil:<shrugs at mulder, like "wha?">
Mulder:<turns to jon> you see? now that's the kind of attitude that got you here.
Jon: <pouts>
**********at the hospital some time later*****************
Little Jimmy Urine: <is hooked up to a heart monitor and watching tv with those lil tubes up his nose>
Kevin Neil:<looks around> it's sad that this place looks all too familiar
Kevin Neil:why do i keep putting you here?
Little Jimmy Urine:<flips through the stations>
Little Jimmy Urine:<jumps> who!? when did you get here?
Kevin Neil:<smiles> now...
Little Jimmy Urine:<is watching golden girls>
Little Jimmy Urine:i tried to get one of the nurses to put in laurence of arabia for me but she never came back.
Little Jimmy Urine:<pouts fakely>
Kevin Neil:<nods>
Kevin Neil:this is your second visit, that i know of..and i still feel like it's my fault...like  really am i curse...maybe you were right
Little Jimmy Urine:your fault? ha1 you had nothing to do with THIS one.
Little Jimmy Urine:it's normal. this happens to me almost once a month. kinda like a period... ek.
Kevin Neil:<sighs>
Kevin Neil:<sits back>
Kevin Neil:<rubs on his forehead>
Little Jimmy Urine:<coughs drily as he flips through the mvie channels>
Kevin Neil:<turns his head to the side, relaxing>
Little Jimmy Urine:man, being here is the life, you know?
Little Jimmy Urine:free food on a regular basis... hot nurses at the push of a button
Little Jimmy Urine:free tv!
Little Jimmy Urine:that has shitty stations
Kevin Neil:<chuckles, somewhat distraught> yeah...
Kevin Neil:yeah i...se what you mean
Little Jimmy Urine:yeah, and the longer i'm here, the less time i have to spend at the prison....
Little Jimmy Urine:<coughs again>
Kevin Neil:you don't have to anyway...
Kevin Neil:...
Kevin Neil:...
Little Jimmy Urine:huh?
Kevin Neil:you don't have to go back to the cell at all...
Little Jimmy Urine:how do you know? <casually said staring at the tv>
Kevin Neil:i know because...i bailed you out...
Little Jimmy Urine:<looks at kevin>
Little Jimmy Urine:...really?
Kevin Neil:<nods>
Kevin Neil:<plays with his nails>
Kevin Neil:really
Little Jimmy Urine:<looks blown away> whoa. that's... that's really sweet of you, jon.
Kevin Neil:<stares>
Kevin Neil:what?
Little Jimmy Urine:<pauses>
Little Jimmy Urine:i said that it was really sweet of you... um... of you... <squints>
Kevin Neil:<stares hard at him then gets closer>
Kevin Neil:are you faking?
Kevin Neil:like you did before
Little Jimmy Urine:faking?
Little Jimmy Urine:no... i was never faking anything...
Little Jimmy Urine:<places his hand over his forehead and closes his eyes concentrating>
Little Jimmy Urine:... ... ... ... kevin!
Kevin Neil:<eyes look waterey> i think...i should go...
Little Jimmy Urine:what? why? was it somthing i said?
Little Jimmy Urine:<heart monitor speeds up>
Kevin Neil:<leans in to him again> you forgot my name??
Little Jimmy Urine:... i... know. i'm sorry.... i'm trying, i really am.
Kevin Neil:<looks in his eyes> do you at least know...who..i am?
Little Jimmy Urine:yeah
Little Jimmy Urine:you're the guy i live with.
Little Jimmy Urine:...right?
Little Jimmy Urine:<squints>
Kevin Neil:<nods>
Kevin Neil:the guy you live with..
Little Jimmy Urine:...yeah...
Kevin Neil:<bites his lip, turning his head away>
Kevin Neil:<sits down again>`
Kevin Neil:<stares up at the tv>
Kevin Neil:<resting a hand on his forehead his elbow in the arm of the chair>
Little Jimmy Urine:tell me.... what do you call me... usually...<staring up at the tv avoiding eye contact>
Kevin Neil:<looks down at his lap> m-my..boyfriend..
Little Jimmy Urine:and my name?
Little Jimmy Urine:<trying to act casual>
Kevin Neil:<smiles> jimmy..well..james, but i call you jimmy i think everyone does
Little Jimmy Urine:ok.
Little Jimmy Urine:that's cool
Little Jimmy Urine:<nods>
Kevin Neil:<looks at him>
Little Jimmy Urine:<pretends to be watching tv>
Kevin Neil:<sighs, taking his coat that was sitting in his lap and stands>
Little Jimmy Urine:<averts his eyes to kevin>
Kevin Neil:<slips his coat on slowly>
Little Jimmy Urine:i'm...so... very sorry.
Little Jimmy Urine:i know that i'm pretty fucked up and... not really worth the money you paid...
Kevin Neil:<stares at him> why would you think that?
Little Jimmy Urine:<looks at his hands fumbling around> uh... i know that you expected more from me.
Kevin Neil:<still stares>
Little Jimmy Urine:i'm like, when you invest in a car that you think will be great... and it turns out to be a lemon... and it's broken and shit's fucked up with it and it wont start when you want it to and... it's just damaged goods....
Kevin Neil:<stomach tightens> jimmy, you're not goods, your not a car you're a person...
Kevin Neil:you're not someone's whore either...
Little Jimmy Urine:i can see that i'm hurting you... and if memory serves me well... which it normally doesn't, you try so hard to protect me. and... i just hurt you instead.
Kevin Neil:<looks away>
Kevin Neil:<rubs on his arms>
Kevin Neil:<walks up to him and rubs him on the head, tears leaking again> feel better..<voice gets weak and shaky> okay...?
Little Jimmy Urine:<stares into kevins eyes, that's one thing he remembers...>
Kevin Neil:<strokes his cheek, then pulls away wiping his nose and eyes starting to walk out>
Little Jimmy Urine:<touches his hand to his face where he was stroked>
Kevin Neil:<stops in the doorway, turning around> i almost forgot...
Little Jimmy Urine:.o0(i know how that is...)
Kevin Neil:<walks up to jimmy's bedside table, reaching in his inner coat pocket and pulls out a long stemed rose that wasn't even smashed by his coat. he set it on the table>
Kevin Neil:a present...<smiles>
Little Jimmy Urine:<reaches his hand out pulling against the wires and cord attatched to him and picks it up>
Kevin Neil:<watches, smiling still crying>
Little Jimmy Urine:<holds it against his chest with his head bowed, his blonde (damn them for taking the fucking color out of his hair again! why do they need to do that!?) hair spulling down over his face>
Kevin Neil:<leans in and kisses his cheek, his own tears touching his cheek>
Kevin Neil:<tears touching skin, ya know what i mean>
Little Jimmy Urine:<sniffs and quivers a bit>
Kevin Neil:i love you...<turns to leave>
Little Jimmy Urine:... ...
Little Jimmy Urine:... i... love you too....
Kevin Neil:<turns and looks at him>
Little Jimmy Urine:<lifts his head, hist crimpy blone hair hanging down his face making him look a lot older... his face pale and scared/scabbed with a bandge around his forehead, a single tear hanging on>
Kevin Neil:<smiles, tears have soaked his cheeks>
Little Jimmy Urine:<lays back into his pillow, his heart rate slowing. he takes a deep breath as he turns off the tv>
Kevin Neil:well...good bye...<says it softly, sniffing>
Little Jimmy Urine:<rolls his head to the side gazing at kevin, his eyelids heavy, and smiles>
Kevin Neil:<walks out the door>
Little Jimmy Urine:<holds the flower against his chest and turned to look at the glow in the dark star the nice nurse stole from the childrens ward for him>
Little Jimmy Urine:<whispers a song...>
Little Jimmy Urine:"ohh... fat bottom girls you make the rockin world go 'round...
Kevin Neil:<races to his car, his tears practically leaving a wet trail behind>
Little Jimmy Urine:<feels weak... too weak to keep his eyes open>
Kevin Neil:<leaps in his car and throws his head on the steering wheel on his arms that drape over it and cries like no man has every cried before>
Little Jimmy Urine:<closes his eyes>
Little Jimmy Urine:<the tear escaping>
Little Jimmy Urine:<his thumb rubbing the petals of the rose>
Kevin Neil:<claws his leather apoulstry. he doesn't care about it anymore>
Little Jimmy Urine:<...>
Kevin Neil:<gasps for air through all his tears, looking at himself in the rear view>
Little Jimmy Urine:<the nurse walks in>
Nice Nurse:mr.euringer?
Little Jimmy Urine:... ...
Kevin Neil:<stares at his reflection>
Nice Nurse:<steps up to the bed and leans over him>
Nice Nurse:..sir?
Little Jimmy Urine:<...>
Kevin Neil:<looks at the back of his car>
Kevin Neil:<then his keys>
Nice Nurse:<touches her fingers to his neck>
Kevin Neil:<gets out (picture in slow motion)>
Nice Nurse:<frowns>
Nice Nurse:<takes the flower from his limp fingers and places it beside the bed>
Kevin Neil:<strolls to the back of his car>
Nice Nurse:<takes the remote from his other hand and pauses staring sadly at his thin little body>
Kevin Neil:<kneels down to the exhaust>
Nice Nurse:...i... <trys to speak>
Nice Nurse:..i got them to put laurence of arabia on for you... and...
Nice Nurse:i'm sorry... <bows her head>
Kevin Neil:<grabs a handful of his shirt>
Kevin Neil:<he doesn't care about it anymore>
Little Jimmy Urine:<jimmy sits up suddenly> really!? shibby!<snatches the remote from her startled hand>
Nice Nurse:<gasps for air>
Nice Nurse:jesus shit!
Little Jimmy Urine:<turns on the tv>
Kevin Neil:<rriiip!>
Kevin Neil:<you can still see the strings hanging down>
Little Jimmy Urine:<watches the the opening credits... camels... yey...>
Kevin Neil:<skin is exposed greatly, tore most of shirt, but he doesn't care anymore>
Rain:<standing right behind kevin> what the hell are you doing!?
Kevin Neil:<screams, spinning around, tears streaming> i-i-i
Kevin Neil:<swallows>
Rain:<shakes her head and walks away....> i just wanted to be in this one for a second. ta-ta.
Little Jimmy Urine:<jimmy hits the button for the nurse and orders a diet coke>
Kevin Neil:<looks around...she magically disappears> huh...shoves the wad of shirt into the exhaust>
Little Jimmy Urine:<sips his coke>... we sure drank a lot of coke... <pauses>... hey... we did...
Kevin Neil:<stares at his job, then returns to the driver's side, clibing in>
Kevin Neil:<searches for his keys>
Little Jimmy Urine:<tugs at the tubes in his nose>
Little Jimmy Urine:...itchy ithcy...
Little Jimmy Urine:<sips his coke and watches the movie> .o0(i forget what happens... pbbt.) not a surprise.
Nice Nurse:<stops in the hall> yes?
Kevin Neil:<finds his keys in his inner right pocket>
Little Jimmy Urine:huh? oh, nothing... just talking to myself...
Nice Nurse:oh <leaves>
Little Jimmy Urine:.. dancing with myself...
Little Jimmy Urine:<smiles>
Kevin Neil:<places the keys in the ignition>
Little Jimmy Urine:<remembers how kevin would dance in the livingroom>
Little Jimmy Urine:<imagines him dancing to the billy idol song.>
Kevin Neil:<starts his car>
Little Jimmy Urine:<turns off the tv>
Little Jimmy Urine:<a chill goes up his spine>
Kevin Neil:<he knows the air takes a long time to cut off...but he doesn't care>
Little Jimmy Urine:<feels odd>
Little Jimmy Urine:<looks toward the window>
Kevin Neil:<rests his head back>
Little Jimmy Urine:<he can't see out from the bed...>
Kevin Neil:<and waits>
Little Jimmy Urine:<places his hands over his chest nerviously>
Little Jimmy Urine:<pulls his shirt open>
Kevin Neil:<starts to feel tired>
Little Jimmy Urine:<begins pulling the little stickie off>
Little Jimmy Urine:<is running kevin's final words through his head over and over evaluating them>
Kevin Neil:<he doesn't really see his life before his eyes, but just pictures...of jimmy..>
Little Jimmy Urine:<pulls the tubes from his nose and sits up>
Kevin Neil:.o0(they're just pictures) <he no longer cares>
Kevin Neil:<stares out his windsheild, picturing jimmy there>
Little Jimmy Urine:<stares down at the needle in his wrist connecting him to his life support>
Little Jimmy Urine:<looks back at the window>
Kevin Neil:<eyelids feel heavy>
Little Jimmy Urine:<heart rate goes up>
Little Jimmy Urine:<he closes his eyes and grabs the needle>
Kevin Neil:<thinks it would be funner to die cumming...but he doesn't care about that>
Little Jimmy Urine:<with one swift pull, he rips his only link to life from his wrist>
Little Jimmy Urine:<climbs out of the bed ignoring the breeze running up his ass from the outfit>
Kevin Neil:<feels very tired, seeing him dancing with jimmy, and fucking him>
Kevin Neil:<that's all he cares about>
Little Jimmy Urine:<rushes to the window hoping to see kevin coming back...>
Kevin Neil:<coughs>
Little Jimmy Urine:<pulls the window open suddenly realizing that he can't breath without those itchy tubes>
Kevin Neil:<sees a joint in the passenger seat, but doesn't care>
Little Jimmy Urine:<leans out searching the lot for kevin or his car... did he really leave?>
Kevin Neil:<eyes begin to close, he turns his head to the side>
Little Jimmy Urine:<begins choking, he looks back to the bed where the heat device was showing a flat line>
Little Jimmy Urine:<leans out the window with his last breath, he screams...>
Kevin Neil:.o0(it'll al be gone soon>
Little Jimmy Urine:KEVIN!!!
Kevin Neil:<eyes open and he gasps for air>
Kevin Neil:.o0(was that my imagination again?)
Little Jimmy Urine:<his legs go out from under him and he fall, hitting his chin on the window cill>
Kevin Neil:<opens the door>
Little Jimmy Urine:<he hits the floor gasping>
Kevin Neil:<falls out coughing>
Kevin Neil:<stands up and runs inside>
PA:code blue:room 436
Little Jimmy Urine:<the sounds echoed in his head>
Kevin Neil:I'M COMING!
Little Jimmy Urine:<his eye sight going lack of oxygen>
Kevin Neil:<nurses see him run by>
PA:code blue! room 43)
Kevin Neil:<speeds to the elevator and rides up>
Nice Nurse:<is the first one there>
Kevin Neil:<zips past more nurses and dives into the room gasping>
Nurse:<she screams seeing him on the floor, his body so skinny and boney...>
Kevin Neil:JIMMY!
Little Jimmy Urine:<the nurses come in and pull him back on the bed>
Little Jimmy Urine:<they plug him back in... still flat line>
Kevin Neil:<tries to push through>
Kevin Neil:<screams jimmy's name again>
Little Jimmy Urine:<the IV is reattatched and the tubes replaced>
Nurse 2:(nurses who saw kevin downstairs spotted his car)
Nurses:<shove around kevin trying to get the shock pattles>
Nurse 2:(they go to check it out)
Kevin Neil:<grunts>
Nurse:cLeAr!
Nurse 2:(shocked they remove the shirt from the exhaust and turn off the car>
Little Jimmy Urine:<they zap him... no response>
Nurse 2:he was trying to kill himself..
Nurse:clear!
Kevin Neil:<crying> jimmy, please! wake up!
Nurses:<they place a breathing tube down his throat>
Nice Nurse:clear!
Nurse 2:(the nurse run upstairs, hearing about the code blue)
Little Jimmy Urine:
---^-----------^^^^^---   <---like my heartt meter? isn't it cute?
Kevin Neil:
(aaaw)
Little Jimmy Urine:
---\/\/\__/\/\/\____
Little Jimmy Urine:
hehe!
Nurse 2:
<race in>the situation?
Nurse 3: <drops before the crying kevin)
Nurse 2: sir are you alright?
Life Meter:beep beep beep beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-----
Doctor:clear, damn it! bep beep beep
Kevin Neil:<doesn't care cries for jimmy>
Little Jimmy Urine:<wakes up choking on the tube in his throat. the nurses tell him to remain calm and to relax>
Kevin Neil:<gasps, leaping up. the nurse beside him gasps as well>
Little Jimmy Urine:<they remove the tube and replace it with a breathing mask>
Little Jimmy Urine:<it fogs with every panicked breath>
Nurse 2: sir were you the one in the black grand prix? i need to check your eyes and breathing
Doctor: it's all under control now!
Kevin Neil:<doesn't care>
Kevin Neil:<races to jimmy>
Kevin Neil:<pushes through>
Little Jimmy Urine:<the nurses depleat>
Little Jimmy Urine:<one or two check the machines>
Kevin Neil:baby...<cries>
Little Jimmy Urine:<eyes bloodshot and wide as all fuck>
Life Monitor: <heartrate you ask? why soi-tenly- bepepepepepepepep.... fast>
Kevin Neil:<strokes his hair> oh god, thank god i was so scared...
Little Jimmy Urine:<can't utter a work but> - eh, eh,eh, eh,eh...
Nurse 2:(gently takes kevin aside) sir, if you were in that car i need to check your windpipe and eyesight
Nice Nurse: jimmy, dear, relax...
Little Jimmy Urine:<takes a deep breath and tries to relax>
Kevin Neil:<looks in kevin's eyes with one of those flashlights>
Little Jimmy Urine:<mumbled from the breathing mask> where am i!? what are you doing to me!?
Nurse 2: pupils slightly dialated...he was on his way out...
Kevin Neil:<doesn't care>
Nice Nurse: shh, you're in shock... relax
Kevin Neil:<brushes past the nurse>
Kevin Neil:baby, you're alright!
Kevin Neil:<strokes his hair>
Little Jimmy Urine:<rips the mask off and leans forward hugging kevin>
Kevin Neil:<hugs him tight, like he would never let go>
Little Jimmy Urine:<...kinda.... can't breathe now....>
Nice Nurse:(helps jimmy put the nose tubes back on)
Kevin Neil:
<kisses his cheek and lies him down>
Nurse 2: sir please!come with me
Little Jimmy Urine:<groans> itchy itchy.
Little Jimmy Urine:kevin, <gaspy voice> don't you ever fuckin leave me again!
Kevin Neil:i won't baby i promise...
Nurse 2...Mean Nurse: sir i mean it, you could have large doses of carbon monoxide in your system
Kevin Neil:<looks at her like "duh, that was the plan">
Nice Nurse:jimmy, sweety, don't talk. you need to relax. and i'm gonna triple your food intake from here on out. you look like you're from one of those "jesus loves the little children" commercials.
Little Jimmy Urine:<frowns wanting to make a mean comeback but can't talk>