Kevin Neil:
<finishes cleaning up the messes>
<returns to the bedroom>
<looks over at jimmy>

Jimmy Urine:
<lays quietly>

Kevin Neil:
<feeling like his eyelids are made of lead>
<yawns in sleepiness as he begins to shut off the lights>
<climbs in the bed, looking at the clock>

Jimmy Urine:
<can see kevin's silouhette moving about>

Kevin Neil:
<scooches underneath the covers, also pulling them out from underneath jimmy and pulling them up to his chest>
<rolls over on his side, already begiining to sleep>

Jimmy Urine:
<kinda turns onto his left side, the side that doesn't hurt as bad, the side opposite his snapped rib>

Kevin Neil:
<coughs, almost asleep...he had caught jimmy's cold again>
<before drifting to sleep..> i'm sorry, jimmy....
<eventually falls asleep>

<uh....next morning...or...afternoon...>

Kevin Neil:
<hears music playing on his alarm and rubs his eyes>

Jimmy Urine:
<is sound asleep>

Kevin Neil:
<sits up, looking over ay jimmy's body>
<pulls the cover off of himself, leaving the rest on jimmy's body, and gets up>
<groans rubbing his sinus, which seemed to be acting up a tad. he searches the medicine cabinet for cough medicine>
<remembers jimmy's "cures" in the den">
<goes in there instead>
<carries some medicine back to the cabinet>
<takes some throat syrup and swallows an adult's dosage worth>
<it tastes old...well, cause it is>
<wrinkles his nose at the taste and sticks out his tongue>
ack!
nasty...

Jimmy Urine:
<wakes up and yawns, that moment of innosance and freshness>

Kevin Neil:
<his throat is scratchy and it burns a little from the medicine going down>
<walks out of the bathroom shutting the light off>
ow, ow, ow....<coughs>
<rubs on his esophogous>

Jimmy Urine:
<slowly pulls his arm under him and sits up slightly>

Kevin Neil:
<searches the fridge for something...pulls out some orange juice>

Jimmy Urine:
<his body not as sore but more stiff>

Kevin Neil:
<pours himslef a glass and drinks thirstily>
<finishes it and puts the glass in the dishwasher, moving back to the bathroom to take a shower>
<sees some nasty looking blood stains and he cringes>
<sighs and climbs in, starting his shower>

Jimmy Urine:
<rubs his rib cage and looks about the room trying to get the vapors out of his head>

Kevin Neil:
<everything that happened last night played back in his head like a movie...jimmy coming home...their fight...the conversation with jon...then...seeing the way jimmy looked at him>
<he hasn't seen that look since...>
<when he found him>
.o0(the last thing i want to lose is his trust...)
.o0(but i think that ship has sailed)

Jimmy Urine:
<slowly rotates, he can almost hear the bones moving in his body, and hangs his feet off the side of the bed>

Kevin Neil:
<finishes his shower and gets out>
<finds a towel and dries off>
<wraps it around his waist and walks back toward the bedroom>

Jimmy Urine:
<is looking at the bandages around his knees>

Kevin Neil:
<wipes his nose and sees jimmy sitting up>
hey...you're awake.
<his voice tries to sound comforting, but it is shaky>

Jimmy Urine:
<looks over at kevin>

Kevin Neil:
<takes his clean clothes from the closet>
did you sleep okay?
<wants to ask how his ribs are...but feels that he doesn't want to remember what he did>
<starts to get dressed>
<looks at jimmy>

Jimmy Urine:
<looks back at his feet>

Kevin Neil:
<looks away, pulling his pants up>

Jimmy Urine:
<slowly slides off the bed huging his chest>

Kevin Neil:
<rubs the back of his neck and returns to the kitchen to get another glass of juice>

Jimmy Urine:
<places his feet on the floor watching them closely>

Kevin Neil:
<finishes that glass as well..sticking it in the dishwasher>
<walks in the bathroom to look for some pain killers>
<searches through his medicine cabinet>
<finds a bottle and opens it, placing two large gel tabs in his hand>
<puts the bottle back and closes the cabinet, walking back to the kitchen to get a glass of water>

Jimmy Urine:
<leans forward and stands on wobbly legs>
<leans to his right leg and limps toward the door>

Kevin Neil:
<sets the pills on the counter next to the glass, looking to see jimmy limping>
<tries not to look to long>
fuck...
<rubs his forehead>

Jimmy Urine:
<breaces himself on the doorway looking at kevin>
<hugs his ribs again with one arm and continues toward the kitchen>

Kevin Neil:
<runs his shaking fingers along his forehead>
<views jimmy through his fingers>
uhm...
<looks at the counter> 
i got these for you...<points to the pills>

Jimmy Urine:
<gets up to the microwave a few feet from kevin... types some numbers and hits start>
<glances over at the pills>

Kevin Neil:
they...might help
a little...
<swallows spit hard...scratchy tickle in his throat>
and i got you some water...to help down them cause i know they're big
i'll leave them there if you want to use them

Jimmy Urine:
<looks back at the counter>
<stares at the pills then up at kevin not speaking>

Kevin Neil:
<shivers a little>

Jimmy Urine:
<the microwave beeps and he opens the door>
<reaches in and pulls out that bowl of spegetti-o's he hard started to make the night before>

Kevin Neil:
you probably wanna sit down..
<gets up>

Jimmy Urine:
<sets it on the counter with great effort, hit wrist hurting>
<closes the door>
(can ya feel the tension?)

Kevin Neil:
<moves over to the couch and sits>

Jimmy Urine:
<sets the bowl on the kitchen table>
<grabs the pills and the water and sets them there too>
<looks at the chair>
.o0(good luck...)
<slowly places his hand on the back of it and lowers himself down>

Kevin Neil:
<lyes on the couch, looking over at him>

Jimmy Urine:
<turns his legs to the side trying to to bend his knees anymore then he has to>
<sighs in all breath, and grabs his fork>
<pops a pill into his mouth and drinks the water>
<eats his food like he hasn't eaten in a few years>
<gets sause on the table but not even caring>

Kevin Neil:
<curls up in his spot on the couch>
Kevin Neil:
<veiwing all the stains>
<the couch and his kitchen have blood all over their surfaces...and it all belongs to jimmy>

Jimmy Urine:
<attempts to lick his bowl clean>
<even licks the sause off the table>
<lifts to his feet again and grabbing his bowl and the glass>
<puts them in the sink>
(that's a first)

Kevin Neil:
<isn't used to it being so silent with people in the room>
<sighs...thinking of what to do or even to say>
<sees a pen on the table...it's been there for a long time>
(daron's pen?)
<picks it up, wondering if it even works>

Jimmy Urine:
<heads to the living room with a shuffling limp>

Kevin Neil:
<takes the cap off and draws on his arm>
.o0(i wish i had a red pen too)
<draws a rose on his arm, thinking to himself if he should ge a tattoo of a rose...maybe on his right shoulder...on he back>
<shades and colors the best he can>

Jimmy Urine:
<sits in the lazy boy to the left of kevin>

Kevin Neil:
<scribbles>
<looks around for a red pen
<if any>

Jimmy Urine:
<is watching him>

Kevin Neil:
<sees a pen holder close by. reaches for a red-capped pen and colors the rose>
<reaches for the black pen now>
<views his work>

Jimmy Urine:
<rubs his left wrist gently with his right thumb>

Kevin Neil:
<cocks a head, thinking and staring>
<underneath where the stem ends, thinking of how his tattoo design would look...writes>
<L....>
<J...>
<U...>
<blows on it>
<dries it with his breath>

Jimmy Urine:
<stares, squinting>

Kevin Neil:
<smiles at his miraculous accomplishment>
<sets the pen back down>

Jimmy Urine:
<looks into kevin's eyes>

Kevin Neil:
<looks back>

Jimmy Urine:
<head cocked to the side a bit>

Kevin Neil:
<doesn't blink...> 
.o0(whoah...a second ago he was in the kitchen...) 
<looks in the kitchen> 
.o0(i didn't know he moved)
<looks in jimmy's eyes>

Jimmy Urine:
<his blue-ish green eyes squinting, his left eye still a horribly bloodshot and scared with dry blood, the iris off center.>

Kevin Neil:
<just stares, seeing his bloodshot eye and feels sorry...his eyes show it>
<turns his head away>

Jimmy Urine:
<slowly gets up and limps to the couch>
<sits beside kevin, timid like>

Kevin Neil:
<knows he's there, but feels a little ashamed of himself>
<pulls his long sleeves down>
<covers the drawing up>
<turns his head slightly, looking at jimmy in the corner of his eye>

Jimmy Urine:
<is still looking at kevin... in a delta mannor... the way a lower dog in the wolf pack looks up to the alpha...>


Kevin Neil:
<turns to face jimmy>
<looks shameful>

Jimmy Urine:
<looks like a low life>

Kevin Neil:
<swallows>

Jimmy Urine:
<sits with his hands in his lap>

Kevin Neil:
<slowly lifts a hand, extending his arm very slowly up toward jimmy’s back>

Jimmy Urine:
<holds perfectly still...>

Kevin Neil:
<gently strokes the back of jimmy's head, petting the back of his neck>
<his hair brushing on his palm in between his fingers>

Jimmy Urine:
<gets nervious butterflies in his stomach>

Kevin Neil:
<stops moving his hand...>
<rests it back down>
<views his bandaging job>

Jimmy Urine:
<has his shoulders shrugged up a bit, like a child confronting his father... or a prostitute confronting his pimp...>

Kevin Neil:
<speaks in a soft, tranquil voice> 
jimmy...i'm so sorry...

Jimmy Urine:
<nods, face still serious>
<kevin must know how jon feels now. not the sorry part, but the dominant part. it's kinda of a charge>

Kevin Neil:
i don't want you to think i'm going to hurt you....

Jimmy Urine:
<nods a bit weaker this time... same expression>

Kevin Neil:
i should have never done that....

Jimmy Urine:
<timidly leans forward resting his head on kevin's chest, all shrugged up and stiff, grips onto his shirt>
<stares at the floor>

Kevin Neil:
<slowly wraps his arms around him>
i understand if you don't trust me anymore...

Jimmy Urine:
<holds himself together, his arms pressed against his chest as if trying to protect himself>
<...the same way he hugged jon>
<kevin... you now own this sorry sack.>

Kevin Neil:
<strokes jimmy's neck and back, trying to get him to relax>
<squeezes his eyes tight>
<rubs softly on jimmy's shoulders and his arms>

Jimmy Urine:
<thoughts racing...>

Kevin Neil:
i don't want to force a psyche into you like they all did..i don't want to bark at you...i don't want to make you feel something fake...

Jimmy Urine:
<fingers loosen on kevin's shirt>

Kevin Neil:
all i want is for you to be happy..and for you to feel what you think is best for you...

Jimmy Urine:
<relaxes into kevin's chest>

Kevin Neil:
<continues to stroke jimmy's back and neck> and i'll never hurt you like that again

Jimmy Urine:
.o0 ( "i'd never hit you, jimmy! stop asking me to! i don't care what those pimps did to you!")

Kevin Neil:
<nudges his head against jimmy's> and if you hate me now, i understand
i probably deserve that

Jimmy Urine:
<shakes his head slightly>

Kevin Neil:
<rubs the back of jimmy's neck softly>
<runs his hand over jimmy's hair> i love you..
<looks down at him>
<still holding him>

Jimmy Urine:
<is still>

Kevin Neil:
.o0(he probably doesn't believe me)

Jimmy Urine:
<he thinks jon loves him. of couse he believes kevin>

Kevin Neil:
i don't want you to think i'll treaten you the way they do...
you're my equal...not my slave...

Jimmy Urine:
.o0(i don't care if you do...)
.o0(that is not true...)

Kevin Neil:
<hugs him tight, sighing>

Jimmy Urine:
<closes his eyes>
<still holding onto kevin>

Kevin Neil:
<slides his sleeves up>

Kevin Neil:
i don't have any real roses, but this will do to i think <shows him his drawing>

Jimmy Urine:
<doesn't even look at it, just stares up into kevin's eyes>

Kevin Neil:
<shakes his head mumbling> i uh...just scribbled it i know it isn’t that great, but uh...<slides his sleeves back down, feeling ashamed again>
i uh...well...yeah,...<fades off>

Jimmy Urine:
<slowly sits back in his seat, still his attention on kevin as if waiting... waiting for something...>
<begins to speak... his voice breathy and hardly there, more deep sounding then usual>
...i f-fucked up...

Kevin Neil:
<closes his eyes, resting his head on jimmy's shoulder>

Jimmy Urine:
i shouldn't have gone back... <in a whisper>

Kevin Neil:
<strokes jimmy's hair> you were forced.

Jimmy Urine:
<leans back looking at kevin>
i could have said no...

Kevin Neil:
<stares into jimmy's eyes>

Jimmy Urine:
i-i hurt you.

Kevin Neil:
<smiles warmly, slowly touching jimmy's cheek> it's okay...

Jimmy Urine:
no... i've done many things behind your back...
<sniffs his stuffy nose>

Kevin Neil:
well...i was your choice...and... whether you hurt me or not, jimmy, as long as it makes you happy...

Jimmy Urine:
<squints at kevin as if to say, "how can you say that?">
...<to himself> does it make me happy...?
i don't know what happiness is...

Kevin Neil:
you don't?

Jimmy Urine:
<looks deep in concentration>...no... <sounding a bit surprised at himself>

Kevin Neil:
<smiles> i'm sure you do...you just can't remember...there's gotta be something that really makes you feel...free
happy...warm and gooey on the inside
okay...bad analogy

Jimmy Urine:
... attention i suppose... excitment...
...fear.

Kevin Neil:
fear makes you happy?

Jimmy Urine:
<looks at kevin> it... lets me know i'm alive.

Kevin Neil:
there are other things that can...besides fear...
<sighs>

Jimmy Urine:
chance.
the fear of being caught...
<smiles a little>

Kevin Neil:
<chuckles very quietly>
there is a little thrill of that in all of us, i suppose

Jimmy Urine:
i like to take chances...
that makes me happy...
to push buttons...
see what i can get away with.

Kevin Neil:
<smiles again> then you know what makes you happy...you know what happiness is, jimmy:
but, me....i'm not sure....
my happiness is usually and always has been crushed by sadness and depression

Jimmy Urine:
... ... that's why what makes me happy... doesn't anymore. it hurts you.

Kevin Neil:
<continues to stroke jimmy's cheek, smiling at him>
i expect the worst out of people...and i take it...like how you take your pain...i accept my emotional scars..even if it makes me cry a million tears...i'm still there for the person
because making someone i love happy...is what makes me happy...
knowing someone else is...happy with me

Jimmy Urine:
that day when you told me to be with daron... and walked out... that didn't make you happy...

Kevin Neil:
<shakes his head> no...it didn't...but that's because...i let my feelings come before yours
and i don't like ot do that

Jimmy Urine:
kevin... i have to tell you something...

Kevin Neil:
<blinks>

Jimmy Urine:
<looks a bit shy and imbarrassed....>
that night... when i came home and you were with daron... on the couch...
i... was with wayne in his pickup...
<curls his lip leaning back waiting for a responce>

Kevin Neil:
<stares> doing what?

Jimmy Urine:
... k-kissing.... kinda... making out.............

Kevin Neil:
<thinks about that> you kissed wayne? <wrinkles his nose>

Jimmy Urine:
<eyes widen> eh...
y-yeah

Kevin Neil:
what was that like?

Jimmy Urine:
<closes his eyes> i'd rather not say...
it wasn't horrible...

Kevin Neil:
<stares for a moment, then nods>

Jimmy Urine:
i... i made the first move........
just to clear that up.

Kevin Neil:
<stares,  rubbing the back of jimmy's neck now>

Jimmy Urine:
he didn't pay me if that's what your thinking...
not to do it....

Kevin Neil:
<nods at him>

Jimmy Urine:
he  d-did give me five hundred though... just for... well, being his first i suppose... but i gave the cash t-....
to jon.

Kevin Neil:
<nods to him>

Jimmy Urine:
you're not mad?

Kevin Neil:
<smiles huge> would it matter if i was?

Jimmy Urine:
yeah...

Kevin Neil:
<chuckles> no...i'm not mad at you

Jimmy Urine:
<is a bit surprised>

Kevin Neil:
jimmy....i was doing something even worse than that on that night...
i have no argument

Jimmy Urine:
but... it was wayne!

Kevin Neil:
<nods>

Jimmy Urine:
normally... seeing you and daron together would have mad me... happy...
but since you were doing it out of revenge...

Kevin Neil:
<looks away>

Jimmy Urine:
i mean, i've always wanted you and daron to like eachother...
but you two...
i mean...
<bites his lip>

Kevin Neil:
<holds jimmy's face in his hands>
<looking back in his eyes>

Jimmy Urine:
<stares back nerviously>

Kevin Neil:
i would never had made you choose...
<lets go of jimmy's face and gets up, stretching>

Jimmy Urine:
what do you mean?

Kevin Neil:
daron wanted you to himself...as his own

Jimmy Urine:
<stares>

Kevin Neil:
and i already had you...

Jimmy Urine:
i hurt daron too.... and unlike you.... he will never speak to me again...

Kevin Neil:
well....of all the pain in the world...to me, love has hurt me the most.

Jimmy Urine: .o0 (love is a joke with no punchline...)

Kevin Neil:
my biggest fear was losing you to him....and sometimes it still is
but if you did want to go...as long as you were happy...
<shrugs>

Jimmy Urine:
it's a double edged blade.
i wanted daron... you wanted me to be happy and to go to him... but that would make you unhappy... and then i'd be sad too.

Kevin Neil:
<looks at the floor> love...hurts.....<tries not to cry..>
<he thinks the timing isn't good for it>
<but all in all...some tears manage to escape his eyes>

Jimmy Urine:
<avoids looking>
perhaps... we should seperate.....
we seem to be hurting eachother...

Kevin Neil:
<holds his face>
i'm sorry...i uh...<smiles, sniffling and crying> cry over everything...
<stands behind the couch, wrapping his hand to jimmy's cheek to stroke it from his spot behind him>
<stroking jimmy's cheek> jimmy...if you're unhappy with me...and you think it'd be easier to go...then you can choose for yourself. i won't make you. <turns his head away, wiping his eyes>

Jimmy Urine:
<sighs>

Kevin Neil:
<but it doesn't do any good>

Jimmy Urine:
all i do is hurt you

Kevin Neil:
<stares at him for a moment...trying to stop his tears> i love you...i don't know if you know how much..
but i couldn't possibly tell you in words
<wipes his wet hands on his pants and holds a finger to his lip>
<walks in the bedroom>

Jimmy Urine:
<scratches his ear>

Kevin Neil:
<fishes through the closet>
i'm sorry about what i did...
<takes his jimmy's clothes out (which still isn't very much) and sets them on the bed>
just uhm...<holds his nose>
<covering his mouth> don't let jon find you..cause he'll kill you if he does

Jimmy Urine:
...h-he will?

Kevin Neil:
i don't want to be watching the news and see that you've been shot somewhere <cries, covering his eyes>
i'd worry about you every day...but that's my duty i guess
<tries to reach up to the top shelf> being any close to babylon, knowing he hangs out there...<pants>
and without me there...i mean..with you all alone... well you probably won't be...<covers his eyes in the thought and sits on the bed>

Jimmy Urine:
<stands wobblily>
how did you know about jon... about him wanting to hurt me?

Kevin Neil:
<sniffs> last night i went driving and i stopped by in the babylon parking lot to let off some steam...and he saw me...and he talked to me...
i asked him a bunch of questions
what he would do if you ever came back

Jimmy Urine:
<eyes widen>
w-what did he say?

Kevin Neil:
<looks up at him> well first he was gonna chop your dick off and then kill you...

Jimmy Urine:
<lowers his brow> ...he'd... never do that....

Kevin Neil:
<gets off the bed and searches the closet for a bag> fine...don't believe me
<sniffs>

Jimmy Urine:
<limps to the bedroom door> well... he'd never try to kill me....

Kevin Neil:
<the bag is a black one, a huge duffelbag...jimmy doesn't need it he doesn't have that many pair of clothes, but in case he gets more>
<looks at him>

Jimmy Urine:
kevin...........
<falls silent>

Kevin Neil:
<shoves the few pairs of clothes in the bag and asks as kindly as possible> do you need a ride somewhere?
<looks at him again>
i know you might not wanna carry this thing around

Jimmy Urine:
<clenches his fists> kevin......

Kevin Neil:
<looks at him>
<sighs and shakes his head> i'm sorry....
<sits down again>

Jimmy Urine:
<places a hand on his own forehead>

Kevin Neil:
what's the matter...?
i....thought...

Jimmy Urine:
<shakes his head>

Kevin Neil:
<stares>

Jimmy Urine:
<heads to the bed to lay back down>

Kevin Neil:
<sighs>
<thinking>

Jimmy Urine:
<looks back at kevin...> do you think?
do you think we should take some time apart..?
like, a week? and act like we never met... and see how it all turns out?

Kevin Neil:
jimmy...you just got back..
<turns his head away> whatever you want..
it's okay with me
<reaches for the bag on the bed>
you can keep this...i don't think i'll ever need it

Jimmy Urine:
<watches>
if... i can't stay away for a whole week...
then i'll know.

Kevin Neil:
<looks back at him>
<squints>

Jimmy Urine:
<eyes widen>

Kevin Neil:
you'll know what?

Jimmy Urine:
...w-what...?
<flinchs a little>

Kevin Neil:
you said "then i'll know"...what do you mean?
...f i...
if..

Kevin Neil:
<stares>

Jimmy Urine:
we are really...
s-s...
soul mates... <states it like a question>

(oo! the cheese wiz!)

Kevin Neil:
<nods>
<carries the bag out to the living room>
<sets it by the door>
<looks in at jimmy> when you're ready to go....
<points to it>

Kevin Neil:
i'd wanna send you with all your stuff in case...<stares> you never..<gestures with hands before saying it. it seems difficult to do so> come back....

Jimmy Urine:
promise me you wont think about me.

Kevin Neil:
<stares at him, thinking>
why would you ask me to do that, jimmy?

Jimmy Urine:
... it might help.
i want you to go about your life as you did before i ever met you
go on dates... go to clubs.
have fun...
for a change.

Kevin Neil:
jimmy...i didn't have a life before you met me...
not really....
<climbs on the bed and lyes down>
you're asking me to forget about you...
it's hard enough letting you go

Jimmy Urine:
... what if i died?
what would you do then?

Kevin Neil:
i would have wished you never left
if you're forgetting about me too...how will you remember to come back if you know we're soul mates?
you won't if you forget.....

Jimmy Urine:
if we're soul mates... it'll just happen
if not, then we are hurting ourselves for nothing

Kevin Neil:
<turns his head to the wall>

Jimmy Urine:
i promise not to go back to jon.... not to work for him anyway

Kevin Neil:
<nods, his head facing the wall>

Jimmy Urine:
will you have fun... at least try?

Kevin Neil:
<sighs>
i can't really...remember what fun is...

Jimmy Urine:
it's been a nonstop rollercoaster of pain... now it's time to do what we've been needing to do
go dancing!
go to clubs and let those little twinks have what they so desire.

Kevin Neil:
<chuckles, but it seems faked>
<rolls over on the side his head was facing>
<just lyes in the awkward silence>
<wonders if it really is his last good-bye...>