RP: Bad Romance Part II (Gene/Alex, Sam/Keats, Sam/Gene)

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This is the second half of the RP, split in half most awesomely by yours truly. If you're actually following the RP then you know the story so far as this follows from My Lover, the Devil. The second part is rated Blue Cortina for language. Really children, didn't your mother teach you not to swear? It's a sign of a poor vocabulary. :(

Gene: talkingtothesky 
Alex: bastardlyarmed 
Sam: sammyboy 
Keats: amber_mel

Alex:

*takes a deep breath* Gene...

Gene:

*kisses her soundly*

Alex:

*turns over on her side and looks at him*

Alex:

*kisses back, then trails her lips down his neck, licking at the sweat*

Gene:

*holds her close, playing with her hair*

Alex:

*murmuring* Another go, later?

Gene:

*kisses her forehead* i hope so

Alex:

*smiles, looks into his eyes* I love you.

Gene:

You too, Bolls.

Sam:

!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sam:

Oh hell fucking no

Alex:

*kisses his lips softly*

Gene:

Sam! *look of pure shock on his face*

Alex:

*mortified look, pulls the covers over herself and Gene*

Alex:

*extremely red-faced*

Sam:

What the bloody hell is going on here?

Gene:

Sam..You...I...Shit!

Sam:

No, wait. I think I can figure it out. I don't need a bloody diagram.

Alex:

*covers her face and starts crying*

Sam:

Just how often do you profess your undying love, Gene?

Sam:

Is this a bloody hobby for you?

Gene:

Sam, I..

Sam:

You know what, fuck this. *punches Gene square in the jaw*

Gene:

*recoils*

Gene:

No, I'll tell you what, Tyler, you little shit!

Sam:

*Shakes fist from the pain of too much force and then storms out the door*

Alex:

*yelps in surprise, as she's still in bed with Gene*

Gene:

*torn between storming after Sam and hugging Alex*

Alex:

Go.

Gene:

I...

Alex:

Go chase after him, Gene, it's alright.

Gene:

No, it ain't

Gene:

He'll only go running back to Keats and trust me, I have no desire to see that slimy bastard right now

Alex:

Alright.

Alex:

But...you should talk to him.

Alex:

Explain what happened. Before...before his perception of this gets warped.

Sam:

*Goes to the nearest phonebox and dials Keats' number, while seeing to my bloody knuckles*

Alex:

*flops back down on the bed and sighs* Fuck.

Sam:

C'mon answer *leans my head against the phone and begins to sob uncontrollably*

Gene:

*stares at the ceiling* Yer can say that again

Alex:

I swear, the timing of some people...

Alex:

*looks at Gene* You don't think...?

Gene:

No, I never ruddy think. It gets me into messes like these

Alex:

I have a feeling that Keats might've been behind this.

Alex:

*puts her head on Gene's chest, listening to the heartbeats*

Gene:

*still staring at the ceiling, mutters to himself* he died....

Keats:

{right, so last thing Keat's remembers is having brain short-curcuited by Tyler, who he then thought headed off for a shower.. must've passed out. Now the phone's ringing..}

Gene:

*sits up with a jolt*

Gene:

i should really...

Keats:

uh... wha..? *scrabbles by side of bed, nearly falls out* yeah

Keats:

..Keats.

Gene:

i should really go find him...

Alex:

*wakes up from her short nap*

Keats:

..hello?.. hello..?

Alex:

*looks at Gene* Gene?

Gene:

*kisses Alex on forehead*

Alex:

*slowly sits up, rubs eyes, then kisses him on the lips*

Keats:

*realises shower isn't running and flat seems awfully empty* ..hello?.. HELLO?..

Gene:

*breaks the kiss* alex...help me find him?

Sam:

Jim...

Keats:

..Sam? is that you?.. where are you?.. Sam..SAM?!

Sam:

I...I need you to come and get me, please...

Alex:

Find Sam?

Sam:

You were right about Gene

Alex:

Yeah. Let me take a shower and find some clothes...

Gene:

Yeah

Keats:

*suddenly wide awake, sits up. Speaks slowly and calmly* Sam, where are you..?

Sam:

I had to know, I'm sorry.

Gene:

Right, okay

Alex:

It'll be quick, I promise.

Sam:

I uh... I went around to DI Drake's to see if she had seen him. They...they... oh, shit...

Keats:

where are you?

Alex:

*walks over to the bathroom*

Keats:

Sam! don't move, I'll be right there, ok? I'll be there

Sam:

Phonebox on the corner where her flats are

Keats:

I'm going to hang up and come straight over ok?

Sam:

Okay

Gene:

*sits on the edge of the bed, head in hands*

Sam:

*drops the phone and slides to the ground, cradling my head in my legs*

Gene:

*stands up and starts gathering up clothes*

Keats:

*gets dressed carefully, thinking*

Keats:

*does demonic thing and appears out of shadows near the phone box*

Keats:

Sam?

Gene:

*starts getting dressed, worry churning in his gut*

Sam:

*Looks up with red, wet eyes* Jim? Where's your car?

Alex:

*gets showered quick and then jumps out of the shower, puts a robe on and walks out, walking over to the wardrobe* We'll find him, don't worry.

Gene:

*nods solemnly*

Keats:

*opens phone box door and kneels down. Cradles Sam in his arms* shhh, Sam, I'm here..

Keats:

*notices knuckle* what have you done to your hand?

Alex:

*puts on her clothes*

Sam:

I punched him

Alex:

Gene...are you alright? I mean...god. I feel like shit for...

Sam:

You were right, he lied to me about everything.

Sam:

You were probably right about everything else too.

Keats:

*doesn't need to ask who he's talking about. Just strokes Sam and let's him talk*

Gene:

Alex, no. No point you feeling guilty, eh? On'y one in the wrong is me.

Alex:

I could've said no.

Sam:

Told me he loved me. He didn't, did he?

Alex:

...It doesn't matter anymore. We should go find him before he does something stupid.

Sam:

I'm sorry I left. I just had to know....

Keats:

*heart twists inside*

Gene:

*finishes buttoning up his shirt* Better get a move on then

Alex:

*sotto voce* Like jump off a building

Keats:

*pulls Sam closer*

Keats:

what happened Sam?

Sam:

*leans into the touch*

Sam:

I went looking for Gene, something told me Alex would know.

Keats:

and..

Keats:

why at her flat?

Sam:

After hours, knew she'd be home

Sam:

When I got close to the door, I heard them

Sam:

And I had to know

Keats:

what do you mean 'heard'.. what were they talking about?

Sam:

I couldn't move, I tried to leave but I was froze... I couldn't move.

Keats:

*realises*

Sam:

They weren't really talking...

Sam:

Not at first anyway

Keats:

*eyes glowing dangerously as story unfolds*

Sam:

By the time my legs started to work, I tried turning to leave and I heard it

Keats:

hsush *strokes thumb over Sam's shoulder*

Sam:

She said she loved him.... and he was clear that he felt the same.

Keats:

oh Sam.. *wraps him closer in mac*

Sam:

*allows Keats to hold me, taking in his scent, feeling safe*

Keats:

Hunt. using people. Again. *Sam can't see utterly evil sneer pass across face*

Keats:

I. Hate. Him.

Alex:

Oh bloody hell. Where did Sam go?

Sam:

We stay like this, people will wonder,,,

Keats:

*suppresses hiss*

Alex:

*running, looking around*

Gene:

I parked the car round the corner...

Keats:

its OK Sam.* helps him up then sees Drake and Hunt running out of flat*

Keats:

*stands in middle of road* HUNT!!!!!

Gene:

*whirls around*

Alex:

*turns around* FUCK.

Sam:

Jim

Sam:

What are you doing?

Gene:

What's the matter, Jimbo?

Keats:

RUNNING AWAY AGAIN GENE?

Sam:

He's not worth it. Let him have Alex and a nice life.

Alex:

We were trying to find Sam, Jim.

Gene:

Looks like we found him

Sam:

Jim, no, please

Gene:

Ran straight to Keats, just like I said he would

Alex:

Yes, hence my loud "FUCK" when I saw, Gene.

Keats:

He's HERE, you bastard! *points wildly at phonebox*

Sam:

Piss off, Gene.

Sam:

You're a liar and I have nothing for you

Gene:

No, Tyler, d'you know what, I don't think I will!

Gene:

I'm not the only one who's told lies. What about you and bloody Morgan?! We forgotten that, eh?

Keats:

You're pathetic Hunt, and you play with peoples lives!

Gene:

Keats is bloody Morgan all over again

Gene:

Trying ter sell me out

Gene:

Ruin me career

Gene:

Well do you know what you can take it

Sam:

And I guess you're completely innocent, aren't you?

Keats:

because you shouldn't even have one!

Sam:

Just go, Gene

Gene:

I'm not goin' anywhere

Sam:

Fine, I don't need this shit.

Alex:

Please, men and...um, the Devil...can we be civil?

Gene:

This means nothing

Gene:

Bloody nothing

Alex:

Would you guys want a tea at my flat? We can sit around and discuss our problems calmly...

Gene:

Not the force, not the car, not anything

Keats:

*sneers at Alex*

Sam:

*Stands close to Keats, touching against him*

Gene:

If you leave, Sam...

Gene:

If you run off with him..

Alex:

Please! Let's not fight in the middle of the BLOODY STREET!

Keats:

*hissing and spitting at Gene*

Sam:

Actually, yeah. I'd like a cup of tea. Would you like a cup of tea, Jim?

Sam:

*Runs my hand up and down Keats arm*

Gene:

Look at him, Sam. Just look.

Keats:

I'll tell you what I'd like *walks up to Gene and lands a punch that nearly floors him*

Keats:

*shakes fist* I've wanted to do that for fucking ages

Gene:

*staggers up again, bleeding copiously, but fuelled by rage punches Keats back*

Sam:

*sigh*

Alex:

*tries to pry Gene away from Keats*

Gene:

And he does floor 'im

Alex:

Stop! Violence is never the answer!

Sam:

*looks at Alex* I'll take that cup of tea if it's still on offer

Keats:

*holds hand to jaw, momentarily stunned*

Keats:

*then just laughs, manically*

Gene:

*takes opportunity to land another punch between Keats' eyes*

Sam:

*Gives Keats a puzzled look*

Alex:

Sam, of course it is, but when everybody bloody calms down...

Sam:

All right, that's enough. I Said THAT'S ENOUGH!

Keats:

*rolling on floor, howling, shrieking*

Sam:

*stands between Keats and Gene*

Gene:

*flexes injured hand*

Sam:

*grabs for Keats, concerned*

Gene:

*absent-mindedly rubs at jaw where Sam's punch got him earlier*

Sam:

Jim, are you okay?

Keats:

fine *spits blood*

Alex:

You two are bloody berks, you know?

Alex:

Gene and Jim...stupid.

Sam:

*grabs Keats' face with both hands and stares into his eyes*

Alex:

You alright there, Gene?

Gene:

*watches Sam and Keats with pure hatred*

Keats:

*now standing again, blood in corner of mouth, face impassive*

Gene:

*hoarsely* Shut it, Alex

Sam:

*Reaches forward and kisses Keats softly on the lips*

Keats:

*turns head to Sam and melts in his eyes*

Sam:

*Kisses away the drop of blood*

Gene:

He's the DEVIL, Tyler!

Gene:

You don't know what you're bloody doing!

Sam:

Oh, and I suppose that makes you God?

Keats:

*raises hand to stroke Sam's face, utterly lost in those amber eyes*

Sam:

Pull the other one, Gene. It's got bells on.

Gene:

*stalks off into the night*

Alex:

Gene! *looks over at Sam and Keats, then runs off to follow him* Gene!

Sam:

*screams after Gene* YOU STARTED IT YOU ARSEHOLE!

Keats:

Sam?

Sam:

*wraps arms around Keats and lays my head on his shoulder*

Keats:

*strokes hair* come back to bed.. please..?

Gene:

*shuts out everything and just keeps walking*

Sam:

Okay

Alex:

*catches up to Gene and puts her arms around him from behind* It's alright.

Keats:

okay then. Let's go home..

Sam:

Where's your vehicle?

Gene:

*shrugs her off and carries on*

Keats:

mm. cab?

Alex:

*watches him go, near tears, then goes back to her flat*

Sam:

Oh, yeah *grabs Keats in a breath stealing kiss*