[CON] here comes goodbye.

[perseus james rudman]

Perseus followed after him, watching sadly as his brother left him at a nurse's desk. He tried to walk away, but was grabbed by the arm, yanked into a room. He looked around warily from one person to the next, sitting down slowly on the floor. "I didn't do anything.." He mumbled.

'It doesn't matter what you did or didn't do.' One of the nurses said. She tried to grab him by the arm, but he yanked it away, glaring at her. She hit him hard and he started to cry, dropping his head. She stuck a needle in his arm, and he cried harder. He hated needles. Soon there after, his head started to spin. He could hear them talking, but didn't understand what they were asking him. All he knew was he was suddenly being hit until he was unconscious. He woke tied to a hospital bed, his head throbbing.

"I wanna leave now." He called, tugging on the restraints.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connorgrew restless after awhile. Christy was sleeping, so he left the room and a note, heading towards the hospital. He was high and antsy, annoyed Perseus had been pulled away. "Where's h-he at?" He demanded, shoving at people. "He didn't do a-anything.." Did he? At least not that Connor was around.

[perseus james rudman]

Perseus chewed on his lip, looking up as a nurse came in. 'He's in here.' She said, then left. He watched as the boy came in, everything about him suddenly washing back. He remembered his name, everything they'd ever spoken about. But the one thing that stuck out the most was when Connor had told him his brother was gay. Perseus gagged, suddenly confused. "Deacon's not gay, is he?" He mumbled brokenly.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor blinked, more intrigued by the blood dried on his arms.
"Huh? O-oh..he kissed me.." Connor shrugged. "Think h-he is." He reached out, not caring if he got hit anymore, and began untying Perseus.

[perseus james rudman]

"But I thought he didn't like you.." He said quietly, watching Connor untie him. He wondered why he was bleeding, what he'd done. Perseus sat up slowly, leaning down to undo the ties on his feet. He swung his legs off the table once they were free. He reached out, gently taking Connor's hand. He pulled him close, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. He liked having a reason to do that, and someone he could do it to.

[connor crayze sykes]

"H-he doesn't. I tr-ried killing myself on the slab." Connor shrugged. "He s,still kissed me." He hesitated as he was pulled close for a kiss, but met it tenderly, smiling.

[perseus james rudman]

Perseus climbed carefully off the bed, taking Connor's hand into his. "Why you wanna kill yourself?" He asked, opening the door. He started walking slowly out of the room, sure they were going to be stopped. But they weren't, so he kept walking slowly. He had so many questions he didn't think he'd ever have an answer for. And they bothered him.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor pulled his wings close, walking alongside the older male. "cos I-I'm not happy, I guess.. I'm s-sick, hurting every day. Death usually s-sounds better than organs f-failing." He coughed softly, glad when they got out without an trouble. He was tired of being beat on.

[perseus james rudman]

"You're sick cause you make yourself sick." He said quietly. Perseus hated knowing the boy felt like that. He didn't know how he was supposed to make everything better. He was usually good at making everything better and now it seemed like he didn't know how. "I want you to be okay. I like you too much to watch you die."

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor frowned. "My brother died tr-rying to save me." He muttered flatly. "A-and my mom. S-so my dad started r-raping and beating m-me.. I got scars everywhere. N-nobody wants that. A-and the drugs-.." He drew in a slow breath, teeth gritting. "I'm trying.." He finally choked. "I-I am..."

[perseus james rudman]

"Guess I'm nobody then." He said with a smile, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. It was true; he wanted the boy. He seemed like an amazing person past the bruises and the history. "As long as you're trying, that's all that really matters. We can't expect anymore from you than to try." He kissed the side of his head.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor swallowed.swallowed, smilinh feebly. "My tr-rying isn't enough..not i-in this place." He held tightly to Perseus' hand. "They won't replenish m-my medication, either." Maybe it was a comfort thing. He wasn't sure if it did him any good. He started back towards the dorms, hopingChristy was still asleep.

[perseus james rudman]

"Then just do little stuff. Start eating a little more. Everything helps." He said quietly, watching him walk. "I'm worried about Bandit. What happens if they can't fix her?" He asked, then started to chew on his lip again. The thought of losing her scared him. He didn't know what he'd do.

[connor crayze sykes]

"I guess.." He looked at Perseus, frowning. "Sh-she's gotta be okay.. What blood type is sh-she?" He couldn't donate, no. And while usually you had to be sixteen, he doubted this place would care about age if Christy was a match. They could aslways ask around..or get ahold of files.

[perseus james rudman]

Perseus shrugged, going through the family's blood types in his head. "Uh.. O negative, I think." He paused a moment then nodded. "Yeah cause Deac said I could give blood to her if I wasn't on thinners. She can give to anyone, but she can only get from her type." He squeezed his hand gently, opening the door to the room. He wanted his pills so bad for the headache he had.