Jack: 
<continues to try and hypnotize kevin, like he's inserting brain waves>
you're a dominant monster! rawr rawr!

Kevin Neil:
<shakes his head> jack, what are you doing?

Jack: 
you know what i'm doing! think back when you were a maan

Kevin Neil:
<shakes his head some more> moron



Daron: 
<after he was sure that jimmy was asleep his slipped off the bed and menuvered to the phone>
<the phone in the livingroom, picks it up and begins to dial kevin's number readdy to chew him out....>
<stares at ATWA, thinking>

ATWA: nya?

Daron: <the dial tone turns to a ring...>

Kevin Neil:
<looks in the kitchen> oh...excuse me i have to answer that....keep trying though <laughs>

Jack: 
what am i doing wrong?
Kevin Neil:
<picks up the phone> hello?

Daron: <quickly hangs up> shit...
<the sound of kevin's voice... like knives>

Kevin Neil:
<thinks...hears the dial tone>
huh...


Daron: <chews his nail looking around the room thinking>
<glances back at the bedroom>
<frowns> that's it... i can handle this...
<grabs his hat and heads to the door to get his keys> i've gone up against cerial killers...
<opens the front door> ...this is only kevin...
<pauses>... then... why am i so scared?
<glances back at the bedroom door>
<leaves the apartment and heads down to his car trying to keep his guts about him>

Jimmy Urine:
<hears the door close and sits up>
<his hair plastered to the side of his face, massive bedhead>
<pillow creases on his cheek>
daron?
<no reply... slides off the bed and heads back out to explore>


Jack: 
who was it?

Kevin Neil:
uh...i dunno they hung up....
<walks back to the bedroom>

Jack: 
now...hold still and don't blink! i can do this!

Kevin Neil:
<nods> uh...sure...

Jack: 
you're bloodthirsty! you're ravenous
you're pissed off!

Kevin Neil:
<shakes his head>

Jack: 
damn!
think back when hank was your boyfriend! when you screwed anyone cute!

Kevin Neil:
you're getting on my nerves!

Jack: 
it's my job

Kevin Neil:
<sighs>

Daron: 
<pulls up infront of kevin's place and parks>
<gets out and stares up at the building> (camera pans up)
<tugs on his collar and closes his eyes> he hurt jimmy... not you.
he'll learn his lesson...
<takes a deep breath fixing his hat> use words...
<dusts off his shirt and closes the car door> be a man for god's sake.



Jack: 
maybe if i made fun of you! or called you names

Kevin Neil:
<shrugs> maybe...but i really don't wanna go bak to who i was
i like who i am

Jack: 
yeah...and you're a loser!

Kevin Neil:
fuck you

Jack: 
loser loser loser!

Kevin Neil:
<shoves him back>

Jack: 
yeah!! hit me, you beat!

Kevin Neil:
shut up, jack
you weasel

Jack: 
hit me hit me hit me! punk!

Kevin Neil:
<cocks his head and shrugs> okay...<wham!!! he slugs him across the face>

Jack: 
fuuuck! <the impact is so strong he flies off the bed>
<fromm the floor...all you can hear is his voice> now that's what i'm talkin about!!

Kevin Neil:
<sighs, rubbing his eyes>
<sighs, stepping out of the bedroom. jack leaps up and follows, climbing on his back> hey!

Jack: 
do it again!!!

Kevin Neil:
<knocks him off> get off of me, you monkey!!




Daron: 
<takes a few steps then stops thinking back to the hotel>
<glances back at the car>
<opens the car door and pops the glove compartment open>
<fishes around...> it's not there...
<closes it and looks under the seat>
<grunts not seeing it there either>
<pops the trunk and closes the car door>
<gapes inside the trunk at the steel baseball bat>
...that... isn't it either.
<opens the roadside kit and finds a wrench>
<grips it in his hand weighing it>
<closes the trunk, and tucks the wrench into his belt in the back, his shirt covering it>...just in case...
<heads up to the apartment>

Kevin Neil:
would you just sit and calm down!

Jack: 
<thinks> uhm...sure!
Kevin Neil:
Jack: 
<plops on the couch>

Kevin Neil:
<sighs>

Daron: 
<walks up to the door, his palms sweating>
<knocks and takes a deep breath forcing the testostrone into his system>

Kevin Neil:
.o0(jimmy?!) <thinks that every time someone knocks. smiles at the thought and walks up to it>

Jack: 
<looks at the door and sinks in the couch>

Kevin Neil:
<opens the door> oh...hi daron...

Daron: 
<lifts his head to look at kevin> hey... <in kinda of a sigh>

Kevin Neil:
come on in...

Daron: 
<leans in and looks around> um... we gotta talk...

Kevin Neil:
<nods> o-okay
sure

Daron: 
<licks his lips and steps in rubbing his hands together>

Kevin Neil:
<squints in thought> that's what...friends are for
<shuts the door>

Jack: 
<peeps from on the couch>

Daron: 
<lifts his hat to wipe his brow neviously> .o0(h-oh boy...)

Kevin Neil:
<stares at him>

Daron:  
um... it's about jim-  er... james.

Kevin Neil:
you saw him?

Daron: 
<takes a deep breath glancing at the couch> yeah...

Kevin Neil:
oh...

Daron: 
<crosses his arms looking back at kevin, can feel his heart pounding...> what did you do to him?

Kevin Neil:
<stares> what...?

Daron: 
<his face more serious, can feel his strength building>

Kevin Neil:
do?

Daron: 
what? what? he's a fucking mess!
he called me crying about how you had beat him!

Kevin Neil:
<stares> h-he did? why?

Jack: 
<looks shocked>

Daron: 
<lowers his arms to his sides again, his fists clenching, trys to calm himself. his history of anger outbursts recalling>

Kevin Neil:
.o0(he told daron about that?)

Daron: 
...he's a wreck. he's bleeding and can hardly walk on his own.
are you denying it!?

Kevin Neil:
<mouth stands agape> n-no, but...i know i-i-aplogozied and, how c-could he be a wreck i fixed him up and i was really sorry, this only happened two nights ago...

Daron: 
how dare you belittle what you did!? if i took him to a clinic right now they'd say he got hit by a fucking train!

Kevin Neil:
oh no....
i assure you jimmy was fine when he left
at least in walking condition

Daron: 
<points his long narrow finger right in kevin's face, the tip of his long nail tapping kevin's nose> don't you ever...

Kevin Neil:
<stares>

Daron: 
...ever lay a hand on him again!

Kevin Neil:
i didn't plan on it....

Daron: 
<can feel the steel wrench rubbing against his back>
you stay the fuck away from that kid. he's gone through enough without you adding to it!

Kevin Neil:
<shakes his head, his mouth open, in shock>
but...i...

Jack: 
wow.....

Daron: 
you hear me!?

Jack: 
i hope i see some blood <inaudable>

Daron: 
<the wrench almost itching...>

Kevin Neil:
i'm sorry...<eyes seem to glisten>

Daron: 
.o0 (i can't believe he's taking this so lightly!!!)

Kevin Neil:
i never wanted to hurt jimmy like that.....

Daron: 
<glares> you're sick. guardian angel my ass.

Kevin Neil:
and i feel terrible after all we talked about it...

Daron: 
i should have taken him from you sooner.

Kevin Neil:
<mouth stretches wider>

Daron: 
<runs his tongue over his teeth>

Kevin Neil:
i...
<hangs his head> maybe you're right
jimmy didn't deserve that from me...

Daron: 
you're a disgrace.

Jack: 
<eyes widen> .o0(pussy!)

Daron: 
i have the mind to return the favor for him to you.

Kevin Neil:
<looks up> what?

Daron: 
<paces around kevin like a wolf>

Kevin Neil:
<watches him>
i don't understand...

Daron: 
you came from a little rich family, right? you've never known a good beating. you give them... without even knowing...

Kevin Neil:
.o0(wait...did jimmy set all that up just so he could be with daron?) <the thought made him sad>

Daron: 
you think you're a fucking pimp, now?

Kevin Neil:
no..n-no i don't!

Jack: 
<slinks back>

Daron: 
<spits on kevin's face> not even a good excuse for it.

Kevin Neil:
<wipes his face>

Daron: 
<takes a step back>

Kevin Neil:
fuck!
what is your problem?!

Daron: 
you!
i want a good answer!
why?

Kevin Neil:
<thinks> i...i don't know why! i shouldn't have!
i shouldn't have done it
and i told that to him!

Daron: 
what could he have possibly done to deserve that?
<glances over at jack>

Jack: 
<peeps>

Daron: 
<looks back at kevin waiting>

Kevin Neil:
<lip quivers> from me? nothing...<hangs his head>
<knows there more to it...but doesn't want to explain>

Daron: 
and you call yourself a man. pick on someone your own size. <pats himself on the chest> can't even control yourself.

Kevin Neil:
<glares>

Jack: 
ep..

Daron: 
come on.

Jack: 
<ducks into the couch>

Daron: 
start something. pretend i'm jimmy, eh? <laughs> beat me down. prove to me that i'm a little pussy and you dominate. you fucking pimp!

Kevin Neil:
daron....i don't want to fight you! i never wanted to hurt jimmy either, he made me snap! something about that night made us both angry...now i don't know what it was!

Daron: 
<shakes his head> i can't believe i ever saw something in you.

Kevin Neil:
<eyes widen>

Daron: 
<cracks his knuckles and shakes his hands out>

Kevin Neil:
i can't believe you're doing this...
maybe you do deserve jimmy

Daron: 
maybe not. but i know that you sure don't.

Daron: 
tell me, did he run from you on a broken knee or did you drive him to the corner and throw him down on the side walk?

Kevin Neil:
<stares>
<squints>
calm down daron....lemme explain what happened....

Daron: 
<crosses his arms>

Kevin Neil:
we decided, last night...okay, that we didn't want to seperate...so...we decided instead to take time apart...the night before was the fight, and he slept after i bandaged him and cleaned him up...daron, we talked about it all day yesterday and he knows, at least i think, how sorry i am...jimmy wasn't bleeding when he left...but he must of been when you found him

Jack: 
<still peeps>

Daron: 
<glares> you heartless bastard. are you accusing him of lying?

Kevin Neil:
<stares> i...
i didn't...i'm not...
<shakes his head>

Jack: 
kicks his ass sea bass!!

Kevin Neil:
<glares at jack>

Jack: 
<gulps>

Daron: 
<holds out his inner arm and points to the dried blood there> who's blood do you think this is? 
from his face. like he had just been punched.

Kevin Neil:
<stares at it...sees pictures in his head of jimmy bleeding in the shower...the blood on the floor...on the couch all jimmy's...covers his face>
<reaches out to touch it>
jimmy's bleeding?
is he alright?
<mind races>

Daron: 
<pulls his arm away>

Kevin Neil:
<stares>

Daron: 
you are a dumbfuck arn't ya?

Kevin Neil:
i...

Jack: 
yeah he is!!

Kevin Neil:
shut up!

Daron: 
<points dramatically at his arm>  YOU DID THIS!!! YOU! Y-O-U!

Kevin Neil:
<shakes his head> no! n-no i didn't!!!
i haven't seen him all day!

Daron: 
<is getting worked up again> you fuck!!
stop lying to me!

Kevin Neil:
but it's true!!!!
<is also getting irritated with this>

Jack: 
kick his ass, dude! kill kevin!

Kevin Neil:
<cuts a glare at jack> if you don't shut your trap, I'LL kill you!!

Jack: 
<sinks back into the couch and doesn't come up>

Daron: 
.o0(his obsession i see)
you're full of shit.

Kevin Neil:
daron, i don't know what happened to jimmy, but i assure you he left last night
or this morning, whichever

Daron: 
you beat him down then say it's his fault for making you snap and then you lie about it!
you can't even get your story straight!

Kevin Neil:
i did it, but it was two fucking nights ago!!
i didn't even talk to him today!

Daron: 
<hauls off and socks kevin across the face>

Kevin Neil:
fuck!! <hits the floor>

Daron: 
<pulls the wrench out and stands over him holding it like a bat>
lie again!

Kevin Neil:
<gasps>

Daron: 
i dare ya!

Kevin Neil:
i wasn't....
<stares up at him his eyes wide>

Daron: 
does this seem familiar, you shit!?
i should have pulled the trigger that day...

Kevin Neil:
<eyes are wide, gazing at the wrench>
<pants hard...wondering what the hell was going on>

Jack: 
do it! hit the sorry fucker!!

Daron: 
say, "i'm a sorry bastard".

Kevin Neil:
<gazing up> i...
<tears stream, delusional> i...i'm...

Daron: 
<raises the wrench>

Kevin Neil:
i'm a...sorry bastard....

Daron: 
now say, "i'm a PARASITE! a worm, lower then life..."

Kevin Neil:
<closes his eyes>

Daron: 
say it!!

Kevin Neil:
<swallows> i'm....a parasite...i'm a piece of shit i'm cold hearted i'm lower than puke i hate myself i should be locked up i hurt the one i love and i'm the biggest piece of shit in the world!
<squeezing his eyes and clenching his fists>

Daron:
<lowers the wrench, his voice calmer> take a walk in jimmy's shoes for a day... how was his POV for the moment?

Daron: 
<steps off of kevin and heads to the door>

Kevin Neil:
<stands up>
<sniffing, he glares>

Daron: 
<turns and points his finger> i'm gonna get a restraining order out on you.

Kevin Neil:
just so you know...i won't forget this.....

Daron: 
<smiles> i'm glad. that was the whole point.

Kevin Neil:
<curls his lip>

Daron: 
<steps out and leaves>

Kevin Neil:
<looks over at jack>

Jack: 
<peeps up> heh....hi...

Kevin Neil:
get out....

Jack: 
what?

Kevin Neil:
GET OUT!!!

Jack: 
<flinches> but you drove me...

Kevin Neil:
i don't care...leave...walk...
<opens the door as jack gets up and walks to the door>
<grabs him by the shirt collar and throws him into the hall>
<slams the door>
Jack: 
ass hole!
<runs outside..screaming up to the window>
YOU SUCK! AND SO DOES YOUR TATTOO! LOSER!
<runs in the direction of babylon>

Kevin Neil:
<flops on his bed thinking>
why did jimmy do that?
<rolls over>


Daron: 
<gets into his car and throws the wrench into the backseat>
<starts the car and stares at the wheel thinking>
<drving home> .o0(i think it went rather well...)
.o0(i just hate the fact that i had to hit him to get through.... i'm almost as bad as he is...)


Jimmy Urine:
<gasps and pants>
uh....oh, god....
<beats it faster>
shhhhhhhit...

Daron: 
<walks down the hall pulling his keys out>

Jimmy Urine:
<opens his mouth to cry out as he ejaculates but no sound comes>
<sighs loudly>
jesus...
<grabs a tissue and cleans it off the bathroom wall>
<hears the door open>
<pulls his pants up trying to breath calmer>
<throws the tissue in the toilet and flushes it, steps out of the bathroom pulling his zipper up>

Daron: 
<sees jimmy> hey, what are you doing up? it's late...

Jimmy Urine:
um, bathroom break.

Daron: 
<nods> well, i talked to kevin...

Jimmy Urine:
<eyes widen> did you? why?

Daron: 
<escorts jimmy back to the bed and makes him lay back down> to clear some things up

Jimmy Urine:
things?

Daron: 
he's a fucking liar. he denied the whole thing. i mean, you have the fucking wounds to prove it.

Jimmy Urine:
<nods> e-yeah.
was he mad?

Daron: 
more scared then anything.

Jimmy Urine:
scared...?

Daron: 
yeah, i used a lil brute force to get some hidden details... nothing bad.
i'm going to the state to get restraining orders on him for both of us.

Jimmy Urine:
what!?

Daron: 
what's wrong? it'll be safer this way

Jimmy Urine:
<sinks into the bed> .........yeah.......

Daron: 
<lays down beside jimmy, his own arm under his own head, smiles at jimmy>

Jimmy Urine:
<rolls his head to the side to look into daron's bright brown eyes...>
<is a bit uneasy about what is going on>

Daron: 
<runs his fingers down jimmy's face and drags them down his chest resting his hand there, he closes his eyes>

Jimmy Urine:
<looks back at the ceiling> .o0(shit...)


Kevin Neil:
<cries himslef to sleep, coughing once in a while>
<the cold is going away however>
<wakes up the next morning to the soothing sounds of...enya...>
<wipes his eyes and gets up to shower...notices he needs to go shopping he's out of shampoo, shave gel, and...he rubs his throbbing head>
ow....<once he finishes his shower, he searches the cabinet for headache medicine...takes a couple gel tabs and leans over the sink..>
i'm a fucking waste of air....
<opens the cabinet again, seeing his ecstacy. smiles at it>
<takes one and gets dressed>
<slips his shoes on and grabs his coat, leaving to go to the store>


Jimmy Urine:
<wakes up in daron's arms, and is a bit startled... his thoughts traviling back to babylon>
<lays still not wanting to move daron's arm and waking him>
.o0(kevin... i didn't think this would happen...)

Daron: 
<sighs quietly and locks his leg around jimmy's>



Kevin Neil:
<drives to the nearest mart to pick up some stuff>
<goes down the isles of fruit, picking out some peaches, bannanas oranges and mangos>
<walks to the deli, looking at all the selections>

Woman: 
can i help you, dear?

Wayne: 
<sees kevin heading past the wine isle and to the deli, leans around the corner to look>

Kevin Neil:
<looks> can i have uhm...a pound of chocolate moose

Wayne: 
<is holding a bottle of jack, scans the area for jimmy...>

Woman: 
<nods> coming right up

Kevin Neil:
thanks...

Wayne: 
<ducks back down the wine isle thinking>
.o0(did they... seperate?)

Woman: <hands kevin a tub> that'll be 3.50

Kevin Neil:
<hands her the money and takes the tub>

Wayne: 
<grabs a bottle of coke to go with his jack>

Woman: 
<give him the change>

Kevin Neil:
thanks again...
<thinks of what else he needs..>
<spots some wine>
<licks his lips>
<walks up to the closest isle away from wayne, not seeing him>
dom magwilli...<shakes his head>
arbor mist...
<takes one>

Wayne: 
<sighs with relief and heads to the self-checkout> .o0 (it sure seems odd not seeing them together... but if jimmy is out there free... then that means...)

Kevin Neil:
<takes a few more assorted drinks>

Wayne: 
<selects the spanish voice and trys his best to understand the machine just by the pics>
<talks to the machine, answering it with, "si!", or ,"no, senora".>

Kevin Neil:
.o0(steak sounds good...) <walks by the meat>
<his boots squeak...they were wet...yeah...he picks up a package of steaks>
<licks his lips again, almost drooling>
<buys many other expensive goods>

Wayne: 
<takes his "la recita" and stuffs it into his bag>

Kevin Neil:
<glances over at check out...does a double take>

Wayne: 
<bows to the machine> gracias.

Kevin Neil:
<stares, squinting>

Wayne: 
<heads to the exit, childishly glancing at the sticker machine>

Kevin Neil:
.o0(is that wayne?)

Wayne: 
<slows his walk>
ah fuck it, <stops and pulls a few quarters out of his pocket>
<buys some band stickers for his car>

Kevin Neil:
hm..<smiles and shakes his head>
<continues along the next isle>
<buys some shave gel...a new razor>
<looks at a little paper on the wall by a spinning table with eye glasses..."if you can't read this line then you should get so and so thick lenses" they get smaller as they go down. there wer 6 lines. kevin couldn't read the rest after the second>
oh...fuck...
<squints, getting reeeeally close>
fuck...i should probably uhm...
yeah...
<thinks of himself with readng glasses...>
<wrinkles his nose>

Wayne: 
<opens the little cardboard thingie and frowns> limp bizkit!? eh!
<buys another and opens it> fuck yeah, static-x. (...hm..?)
<buys one more> fuckin bizkit! <throws it and heads out through the sliding doors>




Wayne:
<is aproached by some teenagers.... suddenly feels so old.>

Teen boy: 
hey you got a cig?

Wayne: 
<stares at the boy> how old are you?

Teen boy: 
<smiles at his friend then at wayne> twenty.

Wayne: 
<laughs> cute. i don't smoke.

Other teen boy: 
you look just like the dude from that one band-!

Teen boy: 
yeah, you do!

Wayne: 
<rolls his eyes and continues through the lot>