A/N: I figured I would give this another try. "Will You Stay and Drown With Me?" was supposed to be multipart but I lost my focus. I managed to get it back last night and finished off most of the story.
Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin own themselves. "Failing the Rorscach Test" is from the Matthew Good Band. I own Ally.
I hope everyone enjoys it!
Hey Alice, I'm caving in...
"I can't take his woman, he doesn't have one. I can't kill him, well I can but why? I could beat the shit out of him, that could make me feel better. I could slash his tires and egg his house, although that's juvenile. I could burn down his house but then he'd want to live with me while its being rebuilt and I'd be in jail " Alex's thoughts raced through his head as he sped along the highway trying to figure out what he was going to do with Sabin.
Realizing where Alex was heading, Ally scrambled down the hallway to the phone in the kitchen and started dialling Chris' number.
"Please, pick up Chris. Please" she pleaded with the ringing phone. "Come on Chris, you have to pick up"
"Wha?" answered a sleepy voice on the other end of the phone.
"Alex found the note. He rushed out of here and he's on his way over to your place. He's not right Chris" Ally screamed into the phone. " I don't know what he's capable of doing" she said before starting to sob.
"Oh shit" the once sleepy voice now sounding completely awake replied. "Just calm down Ally. We've been friends for a long time. I'm sure Alex will calm down on the ride over and once he punches me in the face we'll be fine. That's usually the extent of his temper. He'll road rage most of it out and then punch me"
Alex's pulled his car up into the driveway of Chris' house and turned off the ignition and headlights. Sitting in the dead of night, his mind finally cleared of all the racing thoughts and he could see a single solution to this problem.
He saw lights and movement inside Chris' house and pulled out his phone to dial Chris' number.
"Yea, hang on man I saw you pull up, I'm just getting the ice pack ready. You can punch me, I can call you a dirty name while putting ice on the swelling and we can go back to normal life" Sabin answered the phone.
"Well good morning sunshine" Alex responded in a cheery tone. "You can put away the ice pack, I'm not here to punch you" he continued.
"You're not? Sweet! See I told Ally, some poor bastard would get the brunt of your rage on the road and you'd be fine and we'd deal with this like civil adults. She was all terrified you had lost your mind "
"Nah man. I still have my mind. I can hear it talking to me now." Alex laughed into the phone.
"Talking to you? Okay buddy, I don't claim to know what the hell goes through your mind but I suppose as long as it's not answering you we'll take that as a win" Chris half heartedly laughed along. "So you wanna stop being all creepy watching me from your car, come in and I can try to backpeddle my way out of this".
"No. Not really". Alex said eerily, the earlier cheeriness in his voice gone as he put the key back in the ignition of the car and turned it over. "I mean we are going to deal with this situation but not until the score is even. You took something from me. I think the fair way to start the healing process and our moving on as friends would be to even up the game. I'm going to go take something away from you" he said as he put the car in reverse and backed out of Sabin's driveway.
"Take something from me? Like what, my cat? My car? My Family Guy collection?" Sabin questioned as he pushed the curtains aside and looked out the window to see what Shelley was up to.
"No, that's peanuts to me. I'm going to go take something from you that will cause you to have the same terrorizing dreams I had. I want you to live like I did for the last month Chris. The cold sweats, the sleepless nights, the internal struggle of the mind. THEN we can get back to normal life". Alex closed the phone and threw it on the seat next to him as he drove away.
Chris stood at the window in shock.
"Holy Shit, Ally was right. Alex has checked out" he said staring out the window wondering where his tag partner was headed.
Hey Alice, into the pavement
I'm caving in....
