Curling up on the sofa backstage an exhausted Jeff, watches the door waiting for someone. Two years he had been signed and yet he had not been here instead in the training area. Four years he had not properly hang out with him. Six years since he realized what his head was trying to tell him and now he sat waiting, tirelessly waiting. Matt looked over at him brother then over at Helms, who had worked with the person Jeff was waiting for. Something had changed, Helms did not speak of the boy as a matter of face no one did. Hell even his own boss couldn't say anything about him. Something had happened and he wanted to know what. Jeff however still sat on the sofa waiting, trying so hard not to fall asleep in case he missed him, missed his desire.

Meanwhile, in a hotel far from everyone one else, a shell of his former self stood looking into the mirror, he was right, they were right everyone was right. What was so special about him? He kissed his best friend then doesn't hear from him. The one who said he would protect him never looked at him. All those people others spoke about did not talk to him. His, oh so, perfect family now had turned their back on him. Yet again he had no one. Yet again he was alone. Looking in the mirror, the boy he once was chained up inside him, the reject he had become stared back at him. He turned away and headed off to the arena, knowing full well that he would once more be alone, once more be ignored. Deep down inside though he wished somebody would care, for once, just one person, any person, so long as they cared.

Finally arriving at the arena, he stared into the entrance he wished he could go home shut the doors, close the curtains and yet once more hide away. But although he felt this he soon left the truck and walked in. Nobody paid attention and nobody cared. Walking through, he held his head down low, he wanted to cry, but had no more tears. He wanted to scream but hadn't spoken in so long he didn't even know if he could. His stomach grumbled and yet he ignored it, he couldn't remember the last meal he ate. He was a wreak, a reject, a freak, a worthless nobody.

Jeff suddenly bounced up and over to the newly entered man, flinging his arms around him he pulled his friend into an embrace. When he didn't get hugged back he stopped and took a step back still with his arms on his friend he looked into his eyes. Darkness filled those forgotten emeralds. Sadness filled through Jeff, something was wrong, something deep inside. His friend was lost.

'Shan, you okay?'

Jeff knew he wasn't he could sense he had lost weight, could sense a major problem, one that had built up, he just hoped his friend could be saved before it was too late. Shan stood there and just nodded before walking away, he knew this was a false caring, he walked out of the room, going to the dark area of the arena and slumped to the floor, he could not fight this much longer. He wished all the pain would go. In essence he wished himself to go.

Immediately Jeff turned to Helms, Matt sensed this and quickly held his brother back, Helms looked up to see the commotion, as did everyone else.

'Matt let me go Imma kill him!'

'You will do no such thing Jeffro, calm it. I am sure Helms has a brilliant explanation as to why Shannon is the way he is.'

'Woah, hang on, I am not his babysitter, not my fault he cannot look after himself, if he don't like it tell him to go home to his perfect little life.'

'PERFECT my fucking damn arse!'

By this point a few of their mutual friends were now helping Matt to keep hold of Jeff who now wanted to spill Helms's blood.

'Yeah perfect, he is the one who acts like a spoilt brat.'

'Helms it might be a good idea for you to shut your mouth.'

'Or what? Look, I am not going to sugar coat this, for all I care he could stay in the developmental process forever, I am done trying to look after his spoilt arses.'

Jeff was now full of rage and had started to scream different abusive words at Helms, as he did the same. Many more people now joined in holding the pair back when Helms said something that caused Jeff to stop in his tracks.

'You're just mad, because I am not tailoring to your fuckbuddy dream!'

Not only did this render Jeff motionless, but also everyone else.

'Wh..what are you talking about Helms?'

'You don't like it because it means the whole time he is pissed, you won't be able to fuck him.'

'Helms you are a unintelligent asshole you know that? I am pissed off at you, because Shannon needs…'

'Needs what? He has everything, everything he ever wanted, what on earth could Shannon possibly need?'

'Helms you idiot, and Jeff he obviously does not know.'

'Know what, that Shannon should go cry to his daddy and big hard brothers?'

Jeff broke free from the grasps and stepped back as everyone turned their attention to him.

'You…you…you don't know.'

'Know what Einstein?'

'Wanna know why I take care of him, let him live with us, protect him?'

'Because you want to fuck him?'

'No, because he has nobody else, that perfect family you talk of, his dad paralysed, his brother in prison, his sister missing, another sibling in the military somewhere, another brother fucked up on so much drugs he doesn't even know who Shannon is, his mom the ever caring controlled by her bitch of a mother, his nan the alcoholic throwing drug party after drug party, making him kicked out, shutting him out on the streets. Oh and when she didn't he would come home to a bare cupboard, no heating, electric and water missing house, because the money was spent on alcohol and drugs. To find nobody there but a note, we will be back in two weeks, oh wait no this week its four, no this week three. He has no one at home Einstein. So yeah he lives with us, yeah he shares my bed, so what? He would give anything to have what you have. And yet you cannot be bothered to look after the one person who has less than you. As for being spoilt how? What because he has money now? You want me to tell you where his pay checks go? They pay for the house, for the drugs for the alcohol in a hope to gain some affection and yet what do they do? Take his money and fuck off. So why don't you go smoke your splif leave Shannon alone and go fuck yourself because you are worse than all of them put together.'

Everyone stopped and stared at Jeff, his explanation explaining why Shannon was the way he was caused everyone to feel guilty. They did not know, nobody knew. They had never asked.

'My family are not that bad and Sammy isn't missing she…she is at home right now…partying with the others…they aren't that bad…they aren't…'

Before anymore could be sent Shannon ran, everyone followed, Jeff was catching up to him when Shannon ran from the car park as everyone piled out of the arena and looked on. Shannon the bolted across the road…