[CLOSED] turn it all around or throw it all away.

[zander trey brooks]

Zander leaned back in his chair, folding his hand together over his chest. One could hardly call the state 'sleeping', but he had at least dozed off when he heard someone groan. He put it off as Jayson, and moved a bit in his chair. He propped his head up on his hand and had actually fallen asleep when he heard Nevada.

"Ugh.. Everything hurts.." He cried, trying to kick off some of the blankets. He had started to sweat. Zander got up, pulling a few off of him.

"Nevada?" He asked, reaching over to touch his other hand.

"Well, I don't know what state this is.." Nevada retorted. "I don't even know where I am.." He reached up to rub his face.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson raised his head at the groan, the words, and desperately hoped he was just fucking with them. "Really funny," He muttered bitterly. "Cos it's such a j-..." He swallowed, choking on his grief and the wash of emotions so as not to be sick, gripping his hand just the slightest bit tighter as he gazed down at him, worry furrowing his eyebrows, tears still dampening his cheeks.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"I wasn't trying to be funny.." He said, looking over at him. His lisp was a lot more noticable now, and he stuck his tongue out, trying to figure out what was in his tongue. He finally got it unscrewed, and sat it on the blanket in his lap.

"You can't just take it out. It's gonna close." Zander said, picking it up and handing it back to him.

"Well I can't talk with it in! I sound like an idiot!" He said, pushing his hand away.

"Do you even know your name?" Zander asked him, and Nevada shook his head. "Do you know either of us?" And he shook his head again.

"No. Should I?" He looked over at Jayson, reaching over to brush his hair out of his face.

"Well yeah, that's your boyfriend.."

"Well he's cute." He smiled, stroking his cheek gently. "I'm sorry I don't remember you.."

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson just stared at him in absolute silence, in a complete state of shock. His jaw trembled at the touch, eyes burning with fresh tears. "I'm gonna be sick," He mumbled, pushing away and letting Nevada's hand go. He stumbled for the bathroom, had never had much of a strong stomach. But this was too much.

He gagged, closing the door as he threw up in the toilet with a groan.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada watched him go, biting his lip. He felt bad, and curled up in the bed, knocking his tongue ring to the floor. Zander leaned over, searching for where it went. He finally gave up, sitting down on the floor.

"You're Nevada." He told him. And Nevada just looked at him. "Nevada. Like, the state. Like.. Vegas?" Nevada's eyes clouded over, hearing the boy's moan echo in his ear. He closed his eyes, turning over in the bed. He could see the two of them, Nevada rocking his hips slowly as he moaned.

"Rings a bell?" Zander asked, shaking him. Nevada just nodded, looking towards the bathroom. "Yeah? And you don't know when your birthday is, so you celebrate on the last-"

"Day of the year." Nevada finished for him, rubbing his eye. "Is he okay?"

"I dunno." Zander sat back on his heels.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson coughed, dry heaving. "I'm being fucking screwed of every important relationship in my life," He rasped hoarsely to himself, gagging again as he rested his forehead on the toilet rim.

He wrapped an arm tightly around his churning stomach, shaking, tears rolling down his cheeks. His shoulder was aching, stiff from dislocating it the other day with Caine.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada pulled the blanket over his head, tears falling down his own cheeks. He felt like he had done something wrong, that he had screwed something up. He rubbed them away, sniffling. It was then he realized he had a breathing tube down his nose and gagged, pushing the blankets away. He had nothing in his stomach to throw up, having skipped lunch the day before. He wiped his lip, not surprised at the blood there. His mouth was so dry it wasn't funny.

"What happened?" He asked. "Why can't I remember anything? Why do I have.. these things on me? I made him cry and I feel bad and he hasn't come out yet and.." He started crying again, and Zander pulled him into his arms, stroking his hair gently.

"It's okay.. Just give it time, okay? You remembered your birthday.. Maybe you'll remember him soon enough.." He pulled out his phone, handing it to him. He put in the code and started flipping through the pictures of him and Nevada, waiting for it to ring a bell.

"Do I love him?" He asked, looking up at Zander.

"Do you?"

"I think so.." He mumbled, running his finger across a picture of Jayson's face. "He has pretty eyes.. He makes my heart pound.."

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson groaned, feeling too sick to move, but he had nothing left to throw up, felt like he couldn't cry anymore. He rubbed at his face, getting up slowly, and stumbled, cursing angrily under his breath. Flushing the toilet, he leaned over the sink to rinse out his mouth, gagging once more over the sink as he did so, staring at the reflection of red rimmed eyes.

He stepped away, sniffling softly as he left the bathroom behind, staring at the other two in the room.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada looked up at him and smiled. No one would have guessed he didn't remember a thing. But he brightened when he saw Jayson. "I got a picture of- ooh, it went off." He handed it back to Zander who unlocked it. He handed it back and Nevada looked down at it with a smile.

"It's you, see? You have pretty eyes." He smiled over at him, showing him the phone. He seemed simply amazed by it. He moved over, patting the bed next to him. He chewed on his lip, watching him. He hated to see he was crying.

He started playing with his phone, looking at all the contacts. But one stuck out. "Jayson.." He mumbled, looking back up at him. "I love you, Jayson.." He said quietly.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson sat down slowly, nodding as he showed him the picture. "We were actually sober that night," He muttered under his breath. Howthe hell had Nevada had a heart attack?

He worked his show, but Nevada's next words made his throat tighten and he swallowed, past caring about the tears rolling down his cheeks. "I love you too, Vegas..."