Did no one notice that I hinted that Kevin topped their little romantic night? No? Okay.

Eddward burst through the door, David was sitting on the couch, speaking with Kevin who seemed very uncomfortable. Their conversation was broken up by Eddward's intrusion and Kevin looked relieved when he noticed.

"A-ah... Edd... Y-your uncle is here to visit for the weekend... isn't that nice?" Kevin laughed nervously.

"Get. Out." Edd hissed.

"That's really no way to address your dear uncle now is it?" David smirked. "I must say, I'm impressed you've found a significant other so... sweet. Really, it's like he hasn't been touched at all, a true gem."

"Get. Out."

"You know what else I missed? That cute little look you gave me... but I suppose you've grown out of it now... of course young Kevin here gives me the look you used to." A strong grip to Kevin's thigh caused great fear in his eyes. "There it is..."

"Don't touch him!" Edd snapped. "Get out before I call the cops."

David laughed. "Dear Eddward, do you really think they'll come fast enough? It's ridiculous to think so. You can call and by the time they get here I'll be 'in', 'out' and gone." He chuckled at his own joke.

"I swear, David, if you touch him..."

"You'll do what? Fight me? With what backbone, little Edd? Do you remember that night? Because if I recall, you enjoyed yourself quite a bit."

"Shut up! I did nothing of the sort."

"See... I have the stains to prove otherwi-"

"SHUT UP!"

"Oooh, touchy. Well, let's see if Kevin will cry like you did, hm?"

"One more move, David, and I swear I'll rip your hand off."

"Threats! We've evolved. See, Eddward, it doesn't matter how much you think you can hurt me, how much you think you've changed and grown as a person." He smirked. "Because of me, you are the way you are. I'm the reason you've become such a monster of a boy. I've gotten inside your head and not a single thing will ever remove me from it. Not your friends, not your parents, not Kevin. But I'm not cruel, we'll get you some company for that lonely existence yes?" David's hands began moving.

Edd thought quickly and threw a punch only to have it caught.

"Ah, ah aaah~" He laughed. "Not going to be so easy, you're still afraid of me."

Edd hesitated, could he even protect the person closest to him? The only one he even cared about anymore? He closed his eyes tightly and replied with the only thing his frustrated, scared brain could think of.

"If you leave him alone, I'll do as you wish."

This got his hands off Kevin. "Oh will you now? No fighting? No begging for me to stop?"

Edd shook his head. "I'll be compliant..."

"Edd, no... I'm not worth-"

"It's okay, Pumkin." Edd interrupted Kevin. "I'll be okay."

David got off the couch. "I'll see you later, sweetpea." He addressed Kevin. "If you so much as budge from place, I'll kill him." With that said, and Kevin thoroughly scared, David led the way upstairs, Edd close behind, he glanced at Kevin, torn to shreds watching the boy cry for him, crying in his place. He wouldn't let David get away with it, not this time... and never again.

At first he played along, following David's orders to sit at the edge of his bed. It was when David turned around to undress that the swimmer made a move, grabbing the cactus off his side table like he used to when he was little, searching the house for monsters, he moved, smacking David in the head with said plant. The cry of agony was a satisfying one. Again and again he bludgeoned him with Jim, waiting for David to hit the floor before he moved to grab something with greater weight to it. Granted it was the most cliche of objects, a chair, but it'd do. He smashed it down on him, watching with disgust as the blood pooled.

"Do you have any idea what you did to me?!" He shouted, any memory of the personality he'd grown into gone. "Do you have any fucking idea what the hell your life, your very fucking existence has done to me?! Because of you, I died! I fucking died! YOU KILLED ME!" Tears fell and anger rose. "And now I'll return the favour." Scissors in hand he crouched next to his now cowering uncle, raising the sharp object up only to have his entire body knocked to the side by another.

Kevin clung to him, hushing and pleading with him. "Edd... Edd stop... it's over... it's over, I called the police... Don't... don't kill him... it'll make you just like him in the end." He hid his face against him, clinging to the red shirt and breathing in his scent. Edd cracked, sobbing for the thirteen year old boy still inside him, crying for every year he spent a birthday alone receiving notes that "we'll be here next time!", crying for every time he wanted to but couldn't find the strength to let go... and Kevin cried with him, repeating soothing words as siren's began to build in the distance.

Kevin was right. It was over.