Wes was bored of sitting in his prison. He sighed when he heard footsteps aproaching him. Maxwell looked crestfallen. His usual smug smirk nowhere to be seen. Wes prepared himself for pain.

Maxwell sighs,''Tell me...do you love him?''

Wes rolled his eyes and shook his head.

''Don't lie to me!'' Maxwell yelled.

Wes shrunk in on himself as he watched the other man.

''10 years is such a very long time...the longest relationship I have ever been in...10 years...I was a fool for thinking love could be eternal. I saw when you first started to lose interest in me...I...I hastily did everything I could to please you...to distract you...How could I have been so foolish. There is no such thing as love.'' Maxwell said bitterly.

Wes shivered at his cold expression.

''I need no one.'' Maxwell hissed turning his back to Wes. Before the mime knew it he fell threw the floor.

When the mime came to he was in the forest once more. He was greeted by Maxwell,''You look tired pal. Better find food before dark.''

Wes looked at him wih confusion.

''You don't know me, so I do not know you.'' Maxwell replied coldly making Wes roll his eyes. His ex really did not handle emotions well.

'Why can't we be friends?' Wes mouths.

''Friends? FRIENDS!? Ha! Do you know how much that would torment me? Digging the knife deeper and deeper. I ought to make it night and end you right here right now!''

'Do it!' Wes challeneged.

''Nah...would be too easy. I want you to suffer before you die.''

'I thought you loved me.'

''I do! I love you more than life itself! I can not see life without you!''

'Then why are you doing this?'

''I...I want you to feel my pain...I want you to feel my anguish...how deeply you affect me! But phyically.'' Maxwell answered.

'Why?' Wes asked.

''Because...because...I just...it's my natural reaction...to make others feel what I do...'' Maxwell said softly.

'You're crazy.'

''I hate you.''

'I thought you loved me.'

''I love you too.'' Maxwell answered.

Wes twirled his finger his ear mouthed,'Crazy!'

Maxwell sighed,''I love you so very much but when my love is not returned I hate you...Hate is such a strong word..I dislike you and must stay away from you until I can handle it again.''

Wes sighed and got up to look for supplies. Maxwell sighed as well before disapearing through the ground.

Wes stood up and ran a hand through his hair. He had no idea where to begin. He just knew that he had to get a move on before Maxwell sent the hounds.

He gasped when he heard a voice in his head,''Wes! Are you there?''

''Yes darling.'' Wes telepathcally replied.

''D-Darling!?'' Wilson exclaimed.

Wes could practically see the blush on Wilson's cheeks. He knew that Wilson had no memory of their past but he hoped that the old nicknames he used for him would help jog his memory.

''Yes darling?'' Wes repeated with a teasing lilt. He heard Wilson stutter. He could practically hear Wilson tugging and struggling with his sexuality within his own mind. Wes remembered how long it took Wilson to admit that he indeed was a ''fairy'' as he called it. Wes remembered Wilson breaking down and crying on the floor with his face in his hands at the realization that he loved Wes. That never felt love towards females, what he thought were crushes or attraction were simply platonic feelings. Wes cried as well at seeing Wilson so utterly broken. Wes remembered when he had come to terms with it. It was when he hit puberty. It was never a big deal to him but it was to society so he hid it as best as he could.

Wes cringed at the thought of Wilson having another break down after realizing who he was a second time.

''Well anyway, is that bastard holding you captive?'' Wilson asked breezing over his anxiety.

''Nope. I broke up with him for the 100th time and he says that he will,'' Wes did an overdramatized voice,''Never love again!''

Wilson laughed at Wes' impression before asking,''So then where are you?''

''I have no idea. All I know is I am on the edge of the island. Next to an ocean and a ton of trees. Not very descriptive I know. I think my dearst ''husband'' wanted to keep us as far apart as possible.''

''Ew. Don't call him that.''Wilson answered, Wes could hear the cringe in his voice.

''Oh? You'd prefer I called you that? Or do you prefer Daddy dearest?'' Wes moaned in reply.

Wilson's breath hitched and Wes chuckled as he heard the other man fumbling for words. Wes whispered,''My precious Percy.''

Wes could hear Wilson jump out of his skin,''How do you know my middle name!? Did Maxwell tell it to you?''

''You told it to me.'' Wes answered.

''When?''

''I will leave it up to you to remember.''

''Why does everyone keep saying that!?''

''Get some rest dear, we'll see eachother eventually.'' Wes answered he could feel Wilson's apprehension. He could feel that the other man wanted to say something but couldn't bring himself to.