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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 18:05:24 GMT -5
Devon smiled faintly, glancing towards the door at a distant curse.
"Ow, fuck. No way am I going up anymore stairs with these things. Stupid crutches."
"That Jayson?" Devon mumbled. The guy sounded like he was in a terrible mood.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 18:11:49 GMT -5
"Probably." Zander said, climbing out of bed. "You can stay up here if you want." He said, leaning over to kiss him gently before he started down the stairs. He looked over at Marc sitting on the sofa, working carefully on Deacon's pants. Deacon was messing with another glass of alcohol, which was apparently the only thing he drank.
Zander took a deep breath and looked over at Jayson. "I don't know.. if you talked to Nevada lately or if he told you what he told me or if you even care but I'm pretty sure he's missing and I'm pretty sure he's in danger. And I'm pretty sure if we don't find him soon, he's dead.."
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 18:15:44 GMT -5
Devon met the kiss and got up, wandering after him. He eyed the new face curiously, could tell he was human. He stared the the objects Jayson was leaning on under his arm, glaring as their eyes met, sticking close to Zander.
Jayson worked his jaw. "Of course I fucking care, that's my goddamn boyfriend and if anyone touches him I swear-" he drew in a slow breath, trying to calm down.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 18:20:28 GMT -5
Zander couldn't help thinking 'he's doing more than touching him...' but he didn't say anything. Who was 'he'? And how would Zander know? He gently slipped his fingers between Devon's, holding his hand tightly.
"Okay.. But you gotta understand too that Nevada is sick.. He's got whatever it is that these crazies have and he's not himself. So before we just assume some guy has him tied up and is trying to remove his tonsils, can you think of any place he would be?"
"I already checked the mall, his house, his mom's house, all the stores, the airport, and the woods.. And the last person to see him was Zander, and that was last night." Deacon said.
"And he looked like someone handed his ass to him.."
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 18:27:17 GMT -5
Devon held onto his hand tightly, eyeing the guy.
"He..got into a tussle with somebody at the mall, and some guy helped him out, runs the ah, car lot and stuff just outside of town. Maybe he know something? Name was Ty something or oth-"
"Tybalt," Devon whispered and Jayson fell silent. He looked uneasily away from the questioning eyes.
"Yeah, that was it.. That's the last I saw him...he was ranting about me not loving him and stuff.." He bit his lip, eyes hurt.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 18:31:33 GMT -5
"I got an earful of that.." Zander said quietly. "You know that crazy ass loves you. He's wanted you since we hired you on. He's just sick is all." He reached over, gently patting his shoulder.
"I can't drive you to get your car cause I gotta finish D's pants, but you can take mine." Marc said, nodding towards the table. Zander nodded, plucking up the keys. He grabbed his phone, sticking it in his back pocket.
"I'll call you." He said, turning to kiss Devon's cheek before he started out the door, closing it gently behind him.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 18:37:25 GMT -5
Jayson just nodded, staring at the floor.
Devon met the kiss, watching Jayce make his way slowly to the couch and sit down, stretching his leg out and setting the things he called crutches down. He eyed the others warily, wandering towards the chair to curl up by himself.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 18:41:55 GMT -5
Zander got into the car and made a quick stop by his house to get some clothes for him and Devon. He put the bag in the back seat, making sure he had everything before he started over to the car dealership. He couldn't help thinking that the chances of him knowing anything would be slim to none. No one knew anything. But he did think he had somewhere to start after this- Britt and Zoey.
He killed the engine in the parking lot and started inside, stopping at the front desk. He pulled out his phone and texted Marc while he waited for someone to come to the desk.
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Post by tybalt rogue maychester on Jun 9, 2012 22:50:24 GMT -5
Seth came around the corner and smiled at the guy. "Tybalt!"
Tybalt grunted, blowing hair from his face and rolling out from under one of the cars near the door. He dusted off greasy hands and wandered in. "Yeah?" Brown eyes landed on the guy and he rose an eyebrow in question. A little girl, no more thantwo toddled from the counter, clinging to his leg. He patted her hair, lifting her up and hugging her tight. "Can I help you?"
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 22:55:46 GMT -5
Zander watched the little girl, but didn't show much emotion about it. It was just a kid, afterall. He saw enough of those at work. He wasn't having any of his own so he didn't really care for them.
"Uh.. yeah." Zander flipped through the pictures on his phone, holding it out to the guy. It was Nevada, laughing at something in the store. He had his hand propped on his face, his phone in his lap. "You seen him lately? His hair's like.. half blonde. Kinda spikey?"
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