[OPEN] Ghosts of the past.

[skylar 'sky' mason ross]

"Zain stop! Somebody laced your drink for fucking with them, you're here with me, it's okay.."
But Zain was past there anymore, screaming angry curses as tears fell down his cheeks. He struggled in Skylar's restraining grip as he was pulled from the club.

"Zain, you're not seeing anything real... You know drugs do this to you-"

"Why couldn't I-I,...die too?!" He jerked angrily in the grip. "You lied! Everything about you's a goddamn lie!"
His voice cracked as he sobbed and Skylar took the moment of weekness to manage dragging his cousin into the parking lot and towards the car. "You're aright Zain... It's okay."

[knoxville script holt]

Knox was just getting off of work, and was on his way to get Jack from Monroe when he saw a familiar face in the bar parking lot. He would have walked past, but the boy pulling him seemed to be struggling. He walked over, carefully pulling his backpack strap tighter on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" He asked, pulling out his phone to check the time. "I can go run and get him some coffee if you think it'll help." He ran his hand up his tattooed arm, looking from Zain to the boy, and back again. Had the boy not been struggling, and had he not known how much Monroe cared for Zain. Monroe had never actually told him to stay away from someone before; everyone had always been fair gain. But he obviously cared.

[skylar 'sky' mason ross]

Skylar glanced up at the voice, barely missing a blow to the face. He gritted his teeth, catching Zain's arms and restraining him. "If you want," He huffed, barely cringing as Zain let out a screech. "Someone drugged him. Guess he asked for it but... Drugs are... Something I try to keep him away fr-" He huffed as Zain yanked free, dropping to his knees. "Stop hurting me..." He groaned. "I don't wanna be with you..."

Skylar hoisted him back up and put him in the car, closing the door and locking it. Zain's palms slammed desperately against the glass before he curled up, rocking.

[knoxville script holt]

Knox watched him warily, raising an eyebrow. "Uh.. Yeah.. I'll go get his coffee.." He mumbled, making his way down the road to the coffee shop. He ordered a coffee, then started back with it, keeping a thumb looped through his book sack strap. He handed it to the boy standing there, and put his hands back into his pockets. "That's why I don't let my son around his mother. Maybe he should stop fucking with people.."

[skylar 'sky' mason ross]

Skylar raised an eyebrow, shrugged and opened the door. "Here, drink this." He closed it again. "That's like asking him to quit breathing," He scoffed, playing with the back of a lip piercing with with tongue for a moment. "Besides, it only makes him speak the truth." He shrugged again and glanced back at Zain. "Nothing I don't know. You know him or something?" He didn't keep track, didn't care about his cousins social life quite honestly.

[knoxville script holt]

Knox smirked. He knew exactly what that was like. It was like asking Monroe to at least pretend to be normal. "Uh.. He's banging my son's babysitter." He said, drawing his eyebrows together. He realized how strange that sounded, pulling his phone out to check the time again. "I wouldn't let Monroe watch him, considering he has school and a job, but he loves kids.. And trying to find someone who doesn't at least know Jack's mom is an act of congress." He leaned down, fixing the tongue of his shoe. He straightened back up, looking over at Zain.

[skylar 'sky' mason ross]

Skylar smirked at that. "You ever need a babysitter, we're new, my sister loves kids though." Zain was rattling the door and Skylar stepped away, watching him throw it open and lean over, retching with a groan.

He tilted his head some, then helped him back into the car. Zain seemed a bit more stable with the undigested part of the drug and the alcohol out of his system, rubbed at his face. He made a pained sound, mumbled something under his breath, then leaned forward to rest his cheek on the dash, watching them warily. "You're Monroe's friend," He mumbled. "With the annoying ass kid.."
Skylar bit his lip to hide his amused smile. "Look who's coming around," He murmured under his breath.

[knoxville script holt]

Knox nodded. "Yeah. She can get my number from Monroe and watch Jack when he has school or work." He raised an eyebrow at Zain's comment, tempted to retort with something equally as rude, but decided against it. "He's annoying. But so's both his parents so..." He shrugged. He wasn't going to deny Jack had an attitude, and he could be annoying. Especially when it came to Monroe. But the two got along so it didn't really matter.

"Uh.. If she wants.. Monroe broke his leg so she can go help him watch Jack. Granted she makes it obvious she knows his fuck buddy.." His phone rang and he pulled it out of his pocket. "I'm coming. Fuck. No, he's allergic to peanuts, stupid." Knox hung up the phone, shoving it back in his pocket.

[skylar 'sky' mason ross]

Skylar nodded. "I'll let her know." He glanced towards a faintly crying Zain and groaned. "I swear he's hopeless." He complained, buckling him in and closing the door. He glanced back at the other guy. "You need a ride?" He offered, figuring it was the least he could do to repay him. Unless of course he had a car.

[knoxville script holt]

"Then I guess he and Monroe can be hopeless together, hm?" He asked with a slight smile. He shook his head at the offer, didn't need Monroe bitching at him for being in the same car as his 'boyfriend'. "Nah, I can walk. It's not far from here. And I gotta stop and get Jack his chocolate milk." He said, shifting his weight to his other foot. Even if Monroe did live forever away, he didn't like taking rides. It was just easier to get where he was going alone. "Thanks though. Be careful. It's supposed to start raining soon. Should be the last week of rain before the sun starts showing." He shrugged, turning around and starting down the sidewalk again.