And here's where everything twists into stuff that makes sense. :P

7

Jack Brooks moved through and through the park for the stroll, and then stopped when he saw Jeff Hardy, the seventeen year old, curling up into a ball with the tears burning into his eyes.

"What's wrong, kiddo?"

Jeff looked over at Jack, softly offering him a smile. "I've got a lot of things wrong in my life," Jeff said, as if saying a statement of truth, shrugging. "Everyone does. My problems aren't exciting. You wouldn't be interested."

"That's for me to decide and for you to tell me," Jack softly whispered.

Jeff looked down at his lap, debating whether or not to tell a stranger his utmost well-kept secrets but if he wouldn't tell this stranger, then who would he tell? So Jeff sucked in a deep breath and then said, 'fine…" a strong pang of silence passed between them as Jeff tried to find some sort of courage from inside of him, but he wanted to burst from the secrets that were inside of him.

"My brother thinks I'm gay, he thinks I have feelings for my best friend, Shannon, because I always want him around me but the truth is he's just this piece of me that changed me…and I don't wanna let go. We have a tight bond, tighter than Matt somehow, it's like…he opened my eyes…and I saw some sort of light from his happiness. He was a selfish prick, but he made me happy…I love him, but more like a brother than I ever would as a lover."

Jack listened, nodding softly. "And this brother of yours…he thinks you're gay why? There's always a reason. He just can't outright say that you're gay. That's damn insane."

"He thinks I'm gay just because I like dressing up and am so…girly at times. Actually, I am. Secretly. I think he's more overprotective of me because of it so I never admit it to anyone but myself. And Shannon has something for me but I don't want him to. I know that when he slashed my name into his ankle, it meant more than just a dream… but I wish I could've told him that I loved him or something, some sort of scene from a drama movie…because he's gone now. He left a note saying that he can't handle this world anymore…" Jeff sniffed. "I. Killed. Him."

"Why did he do it, Jeff?"

"I've already said too much…"

"Not enough to relieve you of your misery."

Jeff offered a soft smile. "Nothing can relieve me of my misery." He took a deeper breath, feeling his ribcage crush in pain. "He just started being all weird after the night with him and Phil. Phil Brooks is like…his rival in skateboarding and Phil went a little overboard and just… when Shannon was drunk, Phil took advantage of him and slept with him and he just wasn't the same anymore…"

"Philip did…what?" Jack's eyes widened. "MY SON…"

Jeff jumped up and with a face crumpled in horror, "oh God, I'm so sorry! I didn't know he was your son…I wouldn't…I shouldn't…please, forgive me, Mr Brooks and I'll make sure it won't happen again! Please!"

Jack simply sighed.

"I'm glad you told me. But I assure you that my son is pretty sick in the head…he's got a disorder or a disease or whatever…and I can't really remember the name half the time but names don't matter. What I'm telling you is that my Philip was born with mental issues…he's psychotic that's for sure and he keeps saying things about Joeivanas and Mike being one. Mike and Phil were friends promptly before Phil had a breakdown and lashed it out on Mike, who just confessed to being gay and having feelings for Shannon. He almost killed Mike but Mike got out of it. Phil doesn't even think clearly half the time and his uncle…" Jack's eyes widened. "Oh God, my brother…"

Jeff just stared with fear of what was about to hit him.

And it did hit him, hard. "Remember Avalon? The place King Arthur went to and got healed at and shit? Well, Philip likes those and his minds are making memories based on that. He thinks it's real and his uncle…my brother, Landon…he helped him create this entire Avalon of their own. Landon invested all his money in it and Phil brought in people. Landon did know a bunch of healing recipes and insane acts that usually don't faze the human mind and might end up killing you…but they worked all in the end. Phil used to bring Mike there and Mike ended up watching a ton of people getting massacred and killed badly. Phil and Landon weren't just insane - they were killers, both of them and Landon is so attached to Phil…I remember that once Phil had a fever, Landon just locked him in a room and wouldn't let anyone else in. He stayed up with him all night and took care of him and he set rules for Phil. He said that Phil isn't allowed to marry or date or any of that because he believes that Phil's too good for anyone. Phil was gay and Landon didn't care. Landon would sometimes try to make a move on him…"

Jeff's eyes widened, "and…wait…did Landon ever make a move on Phil?"

"Yes," Jack nodded off towards Jeff, feeling a bang of pain. "You see…Landon just grabbed onto my Phil and sexually pressured him into sex, saying that it was just a practice run but Phil felt too guilty and in pain and he didn't tell anyone but then he had a nervous breakdown, the one he had in front of Mike and confessed everything…ever since, Phil hadn't really been the same. Did you notice that about two years ago, even if Phil and Shannon weren't exactly buddies, Phil wouldn't have tried hurting him…? But now…I fear that he's becoming a Landon of his own…"

"The fact that he took advantage of Shannon…" Jeff whispered, his eyes widening wide. "He is becoming Landon but how do we stop it?"

"It's over. Phil's mind is so screwed that all we can do is go there and get Phil because Phil might have some other answers about Shannon's disappearance and I need to get him because we're moving soon. Avalon is like five hours away but we need to get moving quickly. Would your brother mind you being gone for about a day or so?"

"Ha! He'd be mind me gone for a second out of his sight…I snuck out," Jeff replied but then nodded his head. "I don't care really! I just need to get the guilt off my back…and think that Shannon might've died for a reason other than me…and…Mr Brooks?"

"Yes, Jeffery?"

"Thank you."

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Just as Jack was packing for his and Jeff's journey, knowing that it could last more than planned, and just as Jack was about done, Caroline Moore, Shannon's Mother, walked up to Jack and wrapped her arms around Jack's neck, kissing him deeply. Jeff stood there, horrified at what he was seeing. Jack had a wife, yet he was kissing Angeline…and that was when Jeff realized that he was having an affair. He felt coils and coils of horror wrap around his stomach.

Jack pulled away from Caroline as Caroline giggled for a bit, before getting ready to take her shirt off. And she did but Jack pulled it back over her, covering her pink lace bra. Jeff stared and blinked, appalled, "dude, I don't wanna see old people sex…besides… wait…why are you having an affair?"

Jack smirked and pulled Caroline to his lap. "I divorced my wife about a week ago but have been trying to get the courage to tell Phil for a while now. It's the main reason we're moving to Chicago. There are too many memories here…and she hates my guts. She said she wouldn't tell Phil if I tell him at the end of the week but how can I? He's emotionally unstable and telling him this will just crush him to pieces…and I don't know what he'll do in another one of psychotic modes."

Caroline looked down sheepishly. "She was having an affair in the first place. Jack caught her and used me to get back at her when he met me at one of Phil and Shannon's matches…but then…it just turned into something deeper. She found out and called a divorce. I'm ecstatic but Shannon…Shanny is my soul but he's so sensitive right now because of the pregnancy and all…"

"Pregnancy?" Jeff choked out. "He's pregnant?"

Caroline looked over at Jeff and with a sorrowful look, slowly nodded her head. "He has both female and male genes…a mosaic…his gametes are both. He can have a baby easily. It's possible in Shannon's case and he just keeps on living on lies but we don't know how he got pregnant. Mike said that Phil slept with him when Shannon was drunk but that is so unlike him. If Shannon did get drunk, he wouldn't in a public place. It's too scary for him…and I don't think that Phil…it just doesn't seem like my Shannon." Caroline said, defending her son.

Jeff felt dizzy all of a sudden, nauseous, thinking straight in all, one time was a prank and the other wasn't. Jeff shook his head. "He's just joking around with us. He can't be-"

"He is. I went on an ultrasound with him and it was there, real and he's torn to pieces about it." Caroline stated, wiping away strands of blonde hair from her face. "I just can't imagine my Shannon in this position and he can't either. He's just waiting to actually show…but he's about two months at least… and it isn't showing well but at least it's showing that he's gaining a bit of weight."

Jeff just saw it all now, the reason he had to go and throw up all the time, the oversensitivity when Matt said something that Shannon would usually laugh about but would end in him blinking with pain flickering with every lash hitting the surface of dry skin, the reason that Shannon was screaming 'my baby!' during the finals…Jeff felt the pain burn into his heart. Shannon needed him and now, he was dead. Jeff pulled out a note from his pocket. "You…you might want to read this…"

I have to leave.

I can't explain why… I just fucking hate the world right now. Don't bother crying for me. I'm not fucking worth it…

-Shannon

Jeff stared at Caroline's face crumple into pure shock and then Jack just sighed in frustration and agony. "That's Phil's handwriting trying to be Shannon's. I know that Phil only spells his C's like that but…" Jack's eyes widened. "Phil took Shannon to his little Avalon. He's planning on killing him…but why?"

"I think that's my fault."

Whipping their heads to look over at Mike, whose hair was in his face and his clothing was made of black and only black, a black long-sleeved shirt and black pants, with even black loafers. Mike just looked down with an expression of frustration on his face. "Phil told me, warned me, that he'd hurt Shannon if he ever saw me again and me, being the idiot I am, put the love of my life in danger…that's why I'm coming with."

"Your Mother is worried about you, Michael…"

Mike shook his head with a stern look on his face. His pink lips perfected in a perfectly straight line of seriousness. "It's not the time for that now. Now, I'm gonna try and save the only person I've ever loved…and I know that John is on his way so either we stay here or we actually go someplace!"

Mike turned his head away, and then spoke once more, "I know I'm fucked but don't we all? I've got a chance to correct that and I'm leaving, not knowing where to go or anything but I'm still gonna look…"

"…I love him." Mike said with a soft sigh.

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Shannon Moore was tied to a cot, Phil stroking his stomach while he looked around at his imaginary Joeivanas. Shannon knew just then that he was insane. He was in an island that had a dotted line, saying that it was actually split in half between Phil and Landon but Shannon didn't really care for the story as much as he cared to why he was strapped to a cot, with his shirt off, with the forest eyes watching him.

Phil returned with a scalpel, reaching in for the baby but Shannon kicked with all his might, freeing himself from a strap from his leg and punching Phil in the face.

"I want it to be happy." Shannon whispered. "Happy life…"

"You want to pretend that life is all sugar-coated rainbows? Fine." Phil snapped, tearing off the straps with his bare hands from strength and then carrying Shannon down a trap-door towards a room that looked like it was carved out of angels rather than carved out of forest.

Creamy beige adorned the walls, golden colours all around and brown and white and colours that calmed down Shannon's soul as Phil placed Shannon on the bed. Phil pulled out something from the fridge, a blue vile. "This reverses any effect of the dry ice you ate and since digesting takes 24 hours, I recommend you take that right now." Phil said, his voice still burning with ice.

Shannon took it, trying to forget the terrible taste of it.

Phil joined him in the bed while Shannon leaned back towards the pillow, feeling like he was in a haven other than being kidnapped.

"Remember, this is just playing pretend," Phil spat out, 'for now, we'll play your happiness game, like you can ever make me happy but…later on, we'll play a lovely game of mine." Phil's smile twisted darkly.

Shannon just stared at him and nodded. "Am I beautiful?"

Phil just blinked. "You're a fucking idiot," he spat out. "But you were always the most beautiful thing I've ever seen…"

Shannon's heart melted into horror. He was beautiful in Phil's eyes? He felt a feeling of warmth flash into his body, and despite the nausea, despite the stomach ache, there was so much happiness that it didn't really matter anymore and Phil stared down at Shannon. "What makes you happy?"

Phil stared at him with emotionless eyes. "You."

"Why did you rape me?" that was the sentence that was floating into Shannon's mind and memory as he stared at Phil, almost debating whether he'd snap any moment and find Shannon's love game very weird and tiring.

"Because I'm sick. Mentally. I have something wrong with me…because you're beautiful but your fear is about twice as prettier…the way your green eyes would widen with that pale horror that would bathe across them, the way that I can swear I heard your heart stop for that second and the way that the entire flesh of you pales into pure white paper. Paper that I want to write on with your blood, my art…sick and twisted as it may be…I love fear and your fear is a beauty of the poetic world to me, a gift from the sky after all those years of the pain, the horror…the fear I had myself…the fear that I could snap any second…and I swear I can always feel my heart beat as fast as hell and the world blur in front of my eyes…and then there was just this explosion that spun me out of control…this time clock inside of me that I cannot control…"

Phil suddenly grabbed around Shannon's waist and gave him a chaste kiss. Shannon's arms were suddenly around Phil, seeing no reason in resisting after what Phil had told him, but those tiny kisses made Phil kiss harder, more. Phil's hand reaching in for Shannon's pants and unbuckling them, tossing them to the ground and he needed to feel him so bad, to feel the pure essence of him, to feel his sweaty body against his…

But Shannon only grabbed onto his wrist as a sign of not wanting. Phil's kisses turned rougher and rougher and Shannon found the need to breath, whimpering but Phil still licked him and bit his lip, before he pulled away and Shannon expected him to grip tighter onto Shannon's hand but he let go. Phil stared into Shannon's eyes for seconds and seconds after, Phil's olive eyes saying nothing…then Phil just ran his hand through Shannon's side, taking off his shirt, exposing him completely. Phil nodded his head and took off his own clothing. For some reason, Shannon just couldn't react.

Then cuddling close together, Phil and Shannon lay there, naked but not really doing anything. Phil covering them with a blanket and Phil gave him a sweet little kiss on the lips.

"Phil…" Shannon whispered softly.

Phil just wrapped his arms around Shannon, and brought him close, and Shannon didn't do anything but stare up into Phil's eyes. Shannon resisted arguing, feeling warm, he slowly nodded off to sleep and Phil was stroking Shannon's back, staring up at the ceiling. Everything he once knew was just gone. All because of Shannon Moore, and as much as Phil wanted to tear him to shreds, he didn't. He couldn't. He didn't know why…but he just couldn't.

About a time later, just as Phil thought that thinking was enough and he wanted to fall asleep. Then he heard his Father's voice, "PHILIP!"

Jeff and Caroline just froze, as did Mike when he caught up with them, all of them crammed in that little room that was made of little furniture and the bed there and Shannon woke in seconds, sitting up and hyperventilating while Phil kept his hand to Shannon's side.

"You think this is funny, Philip…?" Jack asked.

Phil didn't say anything at all, just continued to stroke Shannon's side and then Jack grabbed onto Phil's hand, and tore it away from Shannon's flesh, gripping onto it tightly. "ANSWER ME, BOY!"

Phil stared up at him with an emotionless, blank face then fury seeped through and through. "Yes, of course and I see you've brought my future Mother with you." He was staring now at Caroline. "I've always known, you realize this…and I've always thought that it was ridiculous that I thought that I couldn't hear you when you were upstairs, fucking into my room and I just pretended to not be at home yet, went to go and scream to the world why you thought I was so stupid and came back about an hour later. You think I didn't see Caroline and your fucking on the bed, with her huge tits, her tight ass and her hair tossed into the wind as she rode you…? I saw all of that and you're the idiot who thinks I can't. No, I just watch my Mother drink herself and party and my Father have an affair she knows about…and where is Phil in all this mess?"

Phil laughed. "Where am I in this mess? When I was sexually abused, I was loved by you for once…you made me feel like I was important. Then after an hour of talking to me, and telling me that I mattered and you were sorry, and then you went to go bang Caroline who was patiently waiting for you in my Mother's lingerie…this ticks you off, doesn't it? That I touched her son? That I impregnated him and you're devastated that you can't really marry her without awkwardness, knowing that step-brothers, Phil and Shannon, fucked and had a baby and where were you in all this? Up fucking in you and my Mother's room with a blonde woman who had a son whom I slept with and…Father?"

Jack was standing still, his heart aching with every word.

"I raped Shannon."

"WHAT?" Caroline just blew up in a fit of rage as she ran over to Shannon, wrapping her arms around Shannon's neck and stroking his hair. "My baby…God, my poor baby…you-you tainted him!"

"Not quite. There was one person before me that fucked him…" Phil smirked. "Matt."

Jeff's eyes were about to bulge out of his head. Matt? Homophobic to everyone except his little brother Matt?

"And I fear that that baby might be Matt's instead." Phil sighed softly. "That story that Mike told about Shannon being drunk…well, he was. He was extremely drunk and this was when I set up a pregnancy prank. He told himself that if he can go through one bottle of alcohol without caring about the foetus, then he'd convince himself he wasn't really pregnant…drowning himself in alcoholic acid…then Matt saw him in a bar, grabbed him and tore him away. Matt was 19 yet he couldn't just pass Grade 12 and this was his last shot before he transferred to schools in Australia of all places since Matt had an aunt that lived that that would make sure Matt had a well education. Matt saw his little fifteen year old friend, all curled up into a ball and took him home, but in the car, Matt had his girlfriend there who broke up with him in that second. Matt was angry and said that today was the day that they set so that he'd get laid. He wanted to get laid no matter what and not drinking all that alcohol, Matt took Shannon to his room and fucked him, knowing that Shannon would be too drunk to remember it the next day…"

Shannon's eyes swelled with tears. "Matty…" he felt so exposed and he was exposed. Caroline just matted her fingers into his hair, stroking his hair. She just couldn't believe all this pain her son was going through and she had nothing to say to it.

"That's it!" Jack grabbed onto Phil's hand and pulled him out of bed. "Dress up, now." Jack was so angry it showed from his face.

Phil wore his clothing, a black shirt and jeans and then Jack grabbed onto his hand and pulled him away, causing Shannon to shriek. "No! I need him!"

Caroline cupped Shannon's mouth, knowing that he was confused.

Phil just stared at Shannon once more time. "I'm no good, Shannon."

And with that, Phil's silhouette disappeared and Shannon was left, crying into his Mother's chest, feeling like a baby and knowing that a baby was growing inside of him just made him cry harder. Mike and Jeff surrounded Shannon, not knowing what to say but just being there might've made Shannon feel any better…but nothing happened. Shannon was still crying until he cried no more then they decided to take him home.

Even in his bed and clothing and his room, Shannon felt like a stranger to the world. He needed Phil. He just did. When Phil was holding his naked body into his arms, stroking him, Shannon could never explain how loved he felt… with a tear-stained face, Shannon heard Jeff and Caroline talk outside.

"I'm still marrying Jack but he wants to put Phil in jail for ever touching Shannon. He's 17 so he's waiting until his eighteenth birthday until they could rat him out…"

And that was what caused the tears and sobs to start up again.

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