Chapter Five:

Once Kevin got off the phone with Matt, or so he thought it was he decided to ask Shannon some questions.

"Do you still love me Shannon?" He asked, shoving Shannon into the wall. He was big when compared to Shannon, practically a brick wall standing at about 6'1 and 240 lbs.

"No," Shannon replied, earning a kick to the stomach.

"Are you sure about that Shannon?" Shannon nodded, receiving a punch to the ribs.

"You know Shannon, it's answers like those that get you beat up did you know that?" Kevin asked.

"Please, just leave me alone," Shannon pleaded, only getting punched in the face as an answer. Kevin hauled him to his feet, pinning his wrists to the wall, noticing the wince as pain radiated through his arms from the cuts he'd made earlier.

"I see you're cutting again," Kevin observed, studying the blood soaking through the rugged looking wrestling tape. "Did you like the letters I sent Shannon?" He asked.

"No," Shannon replied, crying out when Kevin gripped his wrists tighter.

"Aw Shannon, that hurt my feelings," Kevin mocked. "Can I ask you something Shan? Where did you get that bruise?" He asked, pressing his fingers against it, right where Matt had hit him, grinning when he winced in pain.

Shannon shrugged his shoulders; able to tell what Kevin was doing, what games he was playing. He was going to try and make Matt the bad guy.

"Was it Matt, Shannon? Did he finally come to his senses? I've been watching you and him lately Shan. Do you want to know why he's been acting all pissy toward you? It's because he knows the kind of person you are and you know as well as I that Matt doesn't care about you. You know if he was here right now he would be doing the same thing I am right now." Kevin told him, his voice harsh and cutting.

"Stop! Please just stop!" Shannon screamed as tears streamed down his cheeks.

"Aww did I upset poor little Shannon?" Kevin asked. "You know I wonder how Matt would feel if he found out you were cutting again. Oh wait…he doesn't even know you did it in the first place does he Shannon?" He taunted.

"No," Shannon replied in a low voice.

"How long was it until you slept with Matt? Was it the first date? The second? The third? You know what, I bet it was the same night I beat the crap out of you. Am I right?" Kevin asked him with a crazed look on his face.

"Shut up!" Shannon shouted as loud as he could before he kneed Kevin in the lucky charms.

Kevin yelped, letting go of Shannon to tend to his own pain.

Shannon made a run for the door but before he could open it Kevin grabbed him and slammed it against it hard enough to knock him unconscious.

Kevin dragged Shannon's prone body to the other side of the bed, furthest away from the door and waited.

Ten minutes later Shannon finally began to wake up, his ribs hurt like hell and he had the worse headache he'd ever felt. It wasn't until a sharp pain shot up his spine that he yelled out in pain.

Kevin was beyond pissed and as soon as he saw Shannon coming back to himself he kicked him hard in the back. He bent down to Shannon's level, studying him. "You wanna try that again Shannon? Huh?" He asked in a sadistic sounding voice.

Shannon looked up at him and spit him in the face. "Yes," He answered.

Hearing that answer Kevin completely lost it, he punched Shannon in the face a few times as hard as he could before he stood up and starting kicking him in the ribs and the side. With the last kick he heard a crack before he kicked Shannon hard in the head, knocking him out cold.

"I need a beer," Kevin thought out loud and kicked an unconscious Shannon one last time before he headed out of the room to go to the nearest bar.

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