SQUEEEE! I have waited so long for this chapter. It is my favorite one so far, and I hope that all of you will enjoy it. I feel so bad now for leaving you guys in the dark so long. This is for you guys, hopefully it makes up. Merry Christmas, Happy New Year; etc.

Steve's POV

The doorway swings open and the first thing is see is the giant bronze plaque on the back wall reading:

The Saldova Hotel- Since 1806. Our Number One goal is to serve you.

The place is huge and I wonder if we can even afford all of this. A giant chandelier hangs over the lobby and the whole ground is plastered in this red carpet. Really socy joint…we so can't afford this. So as I am thinking about this, Two Bit is about to head over to the concierge. I pull him back.

"What are you doing?" I ask worriedly.

"I'm going to call up the gang. Problem?" My eyes widen and my heart is racing! Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. There is no way in hell I can let him do that. I mean they already think that we are at his house. If I let him call the guys he would tell them everything and I can't let that happen.

"Uh. No, no problem it's just." I look over at the kid and gesture towards him.

"Kid looks tired…I am too. We should get the room first and I'll call everyone tonight." He nods and a heavy load is lifted off of my shoulders. I reach into my pockets and hand him like ten bucks. Doubt it'll get us anything, but what the hell. He goes off to get the room leaving me in the lobby with the kid. I'm surprised that he trusts me alone with him after everything that's happened. I glance at him and take the time to stare at his appearance. He's still sopping wet and shivering from the cold. He looks like he is about to drop dead at any minute. Maybe I should just put him out of his misery and just go for it.

I run a hand through my hair and flinch, feeling a sharp pain in my left arm. I touch it and feel something stiff inside and then I think. Two Bit's switch.

"Are you okay?" I look up and the kid is looking at me with a face full of concern. "Your arm's bleeding." He says and reaches for it. I pull back instantly.

"Yeah, just cut in when I hopped out of the car." Damn it! Why did I have to bring that up? I turn away from him so he doesn't see me hide to blade. Or was it so he didn't realize how scared I was. I roll up my sleeve pulling the blade out and holding it. I feel a hand on my shoulder and a soft voice follows.

"Steve you know I don't blame you for any of this right? It was just an accide—."

'Yeah." I say nodding my head back still turned to him. I grip the blade tighter. Why is he so ready to put this behind him? Why is it that everybody seems to be able to move on except me? Obviously he hasn't forgotten that fast. As soon as we make that phone call or get out of here, he's going to sell me out. That's how it always goes down. You just can't trust people. But I can't tell him that. I am about to say something when Two Bit's voice breaks my thoughts.

"Got the room." He says. I turn to him doubtful but at the same time a little amused.

"Oh yeah? How?"

"Using the good old charm." He says giving me this Cheshire cat smile.

The room was pretty nice I guess, came with two beds and this chair. After everybody gets cleaned up, the kid hops in bed and it comes down to me and Two Bit. Just fall asleep already I am thinking in my head. It would make things so much easier. He sits on the bed and I sit across from him on the couch and we kind of look at each other funny. He looks like he's thinking about something and I just give him this blank stare. The tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He finally pipes up. Caught me off guard. I raise my eyes in surprise and just shake my head. He nods and drops it yawning.

"I'm going to hit the hay. You're going to call everybody still right."

"Of course." I say lying through my teeth. I guess that answers good enough for him because within five minutes he finally goes to sleep. I stand up and walk over to him loudly clapping my hands in his face. Definitely knocked out. Yep this was going to be pie.

I turn my attention to the kid, still asleep. This was my chance to end everything. Why does he always have it good and I have to put up with my shitty life. He cheated death and that's just not right. There was nothing wrong with what I am doing. I look down at the sleeping figure below me and slowly creep onto the bed straddling it. I can't back down now. I press the pillow against his face watching as he writhes beneath it muffled screams following.

"It'll be over soon Kid." Carefully I whip the blade from my sleeve and I don't hesitate to plunge it downward.