RPG Destined Love [M - Sexuality]

[Mykul]

OOC: jamie, its cool. you beat me great! thank you!

[Kayin Cloud]

Takahiro had been waiting in the other room while Alexis went to see Jacob. He had been tapping his foot impatiently until it spasmed like that and kept going. He was cracking his knuckles as well to pass the time. "........God Dammit I can't take this!" TJ shouted. Everyone in the waiting roomed looked at him like he was crazy. He stood up abruptly and walked down the hall as fast as possible. He quickly opened the door where Jacob was resting. He looked to see Alexis crying. "What's wrong with him? Will he live?" TJ questioned the doctor. "Tell me!"

"Sir, please calm down...As we've told this young lady, we?re doing all that we can. He?s lost a lot of blood, and so many of his bones are broken..." The doctor answered.

"Dammit!" Takahiro exclaimed. He punched the steel door and two of his knuckles were bleeding. He looked at the floor almost crying, "I should have fought...I was calling in back up to arrest those punks. If I fought Jacob might not be in this situation...If I fought...I might have made a difference..."

Alexis stood up and walked over to Takahiro. She was still crying, "It's my fault too...I was right there...I was being held back but once I got free I ran." She started crying harder.

TJ took a kleenex out of his pocket and wiped Alexis' tears, "Alexis...it's not your fault...Jake knew that if you would have fought, you would both be sleeping in hospital beds...Those guys were too much." TJ removed his hat and put it on a hook near the door. He walked over to Jacob's bed. "Jacob, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you man...I'm supposed to always watch your back. You better make it through this too...I still owe you guys dinner..." TJ said trying to laugh but he found it hard too do so. He was starting to choke up and tears rolled down his face, "C'mon man you gotta make it back, Jake...If you won't come back for my sake, then come back for Alexis..."

[Mykul]

Mitch pushed open the double doors of the hospital and walked out into the cool night air. the day had gone by quickly. he gingerly felt the bruises on his face; whinced in pain.

[I]i just got beat by a queer.[/I] he thot to himself as he walked through the parking lot and out into the street. Mitch had never felt lower in his life.

and he knew what he had to do.

walking briskly and purposefully, Mitch headed in the direction of the basketball courts. he needed to go back into the woods, he had left something there; something he meant to make use of.

the emotion in Mitch's chest was overwhelming. he felt humiliation from the beating he had recieved, guilt from shooting shaun, guilt from not checking on his cousin while he was badly hurt, and a feeling of hurt. hurt because now, at this moment, no one cared about him. no one cared about his feelings about everything going on now. they wouldnt care enough to look for him once they notice how long he was missing. Mitch had no home and nobody, and planned on ending his life on that note.

Mitch was back in the woods now, the same clearing where he had seen jake almost die. and there it was, the police hadnt found it. lying in a bush was his Mitch's small 22 pistol, and a check of the clip showed plenty of bullets left.

[I]but its not like im gonna miss...[/I] Mitch thot to himself as he snapped the clip back into the handle.