-snorts-
Your mom is a beetch.
Always has been, i got to see through my grave when i died you know.
-rolls eyes, leans in and whispers-
The beetch said i deserved it for bringing her baby boy into my job.
-leans back and chuckles-
You have a place to say yes?

-listens-
Yeah....
....-sad-
-shakes head-
No...
Was staying with Stan...but now even he isn't talking to me...
-tears up again-

-nods-
You will stay with me.
-shakes head-

What?
You barely know me!
For all you know I could have grown up to be a serial killer...
-looks at-
And you're just...deciding I should stay with you?

I am sure i could take you down if needed be.
-nods-
After all, i did grow up to be a serial killer.
-chuckles, and puts money down-
Come.
Time to go home.

-swallows hard-
Okay...
-stands-
....
-trembling, basically just going through the motions of walking, still feeling pretty bad-

-leads him to a sort of rundown looking apartment, flicks away his cig and walks up the stairs-
Good.
-leads him to the door and opens it, the inside isnt great but its clean-

-looks around, stands awkwardly-
A-are you sure it's okay?
If I stay here?

Of course.
-tosses coat on the floor-
You will take the bedroom, i will take the couch.
Do not answer the phone.
-serious look-
Understand me?

N-no, that's too much.
-shakes head, resists-
I don't mind the couch, really.
-small sad smile-
....
-smile fades-
......
Um...okay. I won't.

Take the bed.
-shrugs-
Its easier for me if you do, i need to come and go as i please and if you are out here it is harder.
-nods-
Good, now. Tell me did Stan know you're a homo?

-cringe-
....Don't say it like that.
-awkward fidget-
Yeah. He did.
-looks down-

Did he also know you had a crush on him?
-shrugs,stops and digs out kyle's phone tossing it to him-

-freezes-
W-what...h-how did you kn-
-catches phone-
-embarrassed as shit-

Please, just because you did not see me did not mean i was not watching.
-rolls eyes-

Yo-you've been WATCHING?!
-angry look, steps towards, fists clenched-
How long? Were you ever going to tell me?
Through everything I've gone through...and...not being able to get the image of you DYING out of my mind...I......!!
-cries more-

Of course,i had my fingers in everything Kyle.
Gregory and i.
-stands his ground-
I am not here to baby you.
-sighs deeply, rubs the back of his own neck-
I am not the first you saw die, i dont understand why you're upset.

-closes eyes tightly-
.......Thanks for the place to stay.
-turns, looks for the bedroom-
I'm sure I'll be able to find somewhere else tomorrow.

-snorts-
Doubtful.
-shakes head-
Besides stay here, im hardly here anyway.

.....
-hurt-
I...I don't want to stay here.

Why.
-stares at-
I want to make sure you do not kill yourself.

.......
-closes eyes-
That's all I want...
I want to stop being a burden...
I want someone to CARE about me because I'm ME, not because they PITY me!
Christophe....please...
-sobs, falls against the wall, deep in despair-

-reaches out to touch him then stops-
I dont pity people Kyle.
Sit down.
-forces him to sit and retrieves the gun-
Alright.
-sits across from-
Kill yourself than i will kill myself.
This isnt pity, this how people care.

-trembling, eyes closed but listening-
....
-sits on the floor, doesn't look-
......
Why...do you care...?
Why are you doing all this...?

Because i am your friend.
-blunt-
Or i believe i am.

-sighs, leans back, looks at-
Every friend I thought I had left me when I needed them most...

and...we've been reacquainted for an hour and you're risking your own life to save mine...
-gentle look in eyes-

Its not a risk, i know you wont do it.
-shrugs then looks at clock on the wall-
Two hours.

-looks down-
How do you know that? I don't need the gun.
As soon as I'm out of your sight I could be gone.

True, i just know.
-watches-
You look tired.

I've had a long day...
-leans head on wall, closes eyes-
....
-thinking hard about if he'll really do it-

Understandable.
Kyle.
-snaps fingers infront of-
Look me in the eyes right here.
And say you wont kill yourself tonight.

-jumps, eyes snap open-
......
Oh...so...you are doubting yourself...
-stares, hurting-

No.
Im not.
-shakes head-
I want to hear it from you. Not me.
YOU need to say it to me.

-long stare-
I won't.
Not tonight.
-looks away sadly-

Not this week, or this year.
-stares-
Kyle.

-eyes narrow-
Christophe...
-groans-
I have no reason to live...

Kyle.
-serious-
Say it.

Or what?
You kick me out and nothing changes?
-stares blankly-

OR, i will make it happen.
Kyle i am not playing here, there are ways in which i can make you do things.
-frowns-
You will hate me, but even then you will be alive.

-looks at-
You win.
I believe you.
You want me alive.
Though I don't know why.
-sad-
I promise...I won't do it. This year.