Dead and Gone <<Jess n Smurf>>

[Vivian Kings]

VivianKings

She's going out to forget they were together
All that time he was taking her for granted
She wants to see if there's more
Than he gave she's looking for

Pinewood, West Virginia such a small town with so much complications. It may seem like a simple town from the outside... that is until you get to know the people. They all had so many issues and problems. So quite on the outside then once you stepped into their world you realized how complicated it really was. Drugs, drinking, fighting, jailbirds, murders, suicides, divorce, marriage, cheaters (and i mean all kids of cheaters), High school wasn't just a country high school these kids were screwed up in the head. And Vivian Kings was the worst of them all... Well at least in my opinion. She had it bad and actually par-took in the majority of those things listed... all except drugs anyways. Her parents were divorced her brother just got married she was an alcoholic... or supposed to be ex- alcoholic. She had been apart or the cause of several fights. I'm pretty sure she hasn't murdered anyone but the thought had crossed her mind and she had never thought of suicide but a close friend of hers had threatened to. She had been cheated on several times and cheated several people out of money.

He calls her up
He's trippin on the phone now
He doesn't want her out there
And alone now

Vivian was a smart kid.... she was just way too smart for her own good. She got into trouble just because she knew she would never really have to pay a consiquence because well she never got caught and if she did she could get out of it. Vivian was a brat some would say worse but it truly wasn't her fault, she wasn't raised any better. Nor did she have a good example in her life.... That is until now. Due to the gossip columns in the town i'm sure you all know whom she is and the stories about her but why not find out first hand who she was and why she was the way that she was? It couldn't hurt right?

He knows she's movin it
Knows she's using it
Now he's losing it
She don't care

Living with her new married brother and his wife was... less then pleasant, mainly because she made it hell for them. And it killed her big brother that she insisted on dating Pinewoods infamous ex-con Tyler Haze. At first it was just to make Sebastian mad but turns out the b*tch did have a heart. She fell inlove, Beauty and the Beast so to speak. It was quite the fairytale... a twisted one but still. They were both trying to sober up for the other and Vivian was doing her best to help him with his new born daughter Alessandra. Which is a story best saved for a later time. It was cute really how much she cared about him. She would never do anything to hurt him... not on purpose anyways. They had been through a lot and he had done things that no one could imagine. And in all honesty she had made several herself. But they accepted eachothers differences and always forgave each other. He even commited himself to her by a promise ring. And that meant the world to her.

Everybody put up your hands
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love
Feel the beat now

But with all good comes the bad. Vivian thought she had seen the worst and thought it was all smooth road from there. That is until she walked into his house, surprisingly the door wasn't locked, and found him entangled with another woman. She was devistated that was one blow she was far from prepared for. I mean after all they'd been through and things were just starting to look good and he goes and pulls a stunt like that. Now sure if she hadn't had just gotten her heart ripped out thrown in a wood chipper and stomped on maybe she would have put more thought into what she had witnessed but she was far from being rational. She ran out as quickly as possible and went straight to her place of safety. The stables. It never failed she knew she could ride all her troubles out of her mind. But this time that wasn't the case.

If you've got nothing left
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love
Back it up now

She got to the barn just to be confronted by the last person she wanted to see or talk to, Sebastian. The last time she came to him was when she was like 11 and she swore she would never do that again. But she found herself hugging him in the barn isle trying to contain her tears. She was Vivian Kings this kind of stuff didn't happen to her she didn't get cheated on like ever. This was a below the belt hit... figuratively speaking. She just wanted to forget it ever happened. Call it what you want but she wanted nothing to do with love.... in her mind it didn't exsist and she needed a quick and painless rebound. And she needed it now. So she did what Vivian does best. She put on a sexy outfit did her hair and makeup put on some heals and hit the club.... Alone.

You've got a reason to live
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love
Feelin' good now

You say dangerous but believe me she wasn't one who needed a body guard. She knew how to handle jerks like... well lets just say those who got a little too fresh. Like it was a redcarpet catwalk she pushed her way into the club making it known who she was and why she was there. It was never a problem getting in partially because she was friends with the jumper and partially because her step dad owned it. A small cringe crossed over her face when she looked up to Chucks room... yet another story thats best saved for another time. Making her way to the bar she grabbed herself a beer and took a big swig out of it. She meant business and she wasn't going to waste anytime screwing around. She found a song she liked and danced a bit then returned to the bar just to down another beer and start on her third. This was the other place she went.... other then the barn but the barn was usually first then she went here got drunk and the rest needn't be explained. It was this way... because well if you did it in reverse she found she ended up in the dirt a lot with a slight concusion the next morning.

Don't be afraid to get down
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love

[Tyler Haze]

He was the unwanted child, the one that hadn't been intended. He was a good kid and never did anything that would earn him his parent's hate, but still it was directed towards him. He couldn't count the times he'd run away just to end up in the same place where his older brother was always waiting for him to give him the courage to go back to wait out the storm... all his life up until the time that he was 17 when he got drunk and ended up with a flat tire and no spare. He couldn't call his parents... they would never come and they'd probably kill him if they found out he was drunk. All of his friends were just as drunk as he was and probably passed out somewhere, and that left only his brother. Jacob never arrived. A car accident claimed his life while he was on his way to get Tyler.

At 18 he was involved in a bank robbery that ended in him getting shot and going to prison for a year. In that year he hardened himself to any emotion. He was untouchable, nothing could get to him. He was Tyler Haze, he felt nothing but hatred for the world and all those within it. He had nothing to look forward to except a life of loneliness and pain haunting him from the past. Upon getting out of prison, he learned that his dad whom had divorced his mom shortly after Jacob's death, had killed himself, the suicide note proclaiming that his death was the fault of his "no good criminal and disappointment of a son, Tyler." Sure, Tyler had never once in his life felt loved by his parents... but that, that dug deeper than anyone could ever know.

At 19 he found out that he had gotten a girl pregnant, and not only that but the man who hated him, Sebastian Kings, had also impregnated her, split sperm twins. Sebastian... he wasn't shy about proclaiming publicly that he "didn't want that criminal anywhere near his son." In fact, he didn't even want Tyler anywhere near Alessandra... but strangely enough, Tyler fell for the woman carrying his baby. When he was with her, everything just seemed right. When he held her in his arms he felt like his history was changed that he hadn't ever done any of those things... he felt like a totally different person. He was in love with her... he was going to raise their baby with her, he was going to spend forever with her... but fate's cruel intentions weren't about to let Tyler Haze have a happily ever after.

She went into labor and decided to drive to the hospital on her own since no one else was home. She ran a stop sign and was broadsided... her car was totaled. Tyler was the first one to the hospital, and when he walked into her room and saw her lying there all the color gone from her skin, bruises riddling her body, he felt like his heart stopped. For several minutes he just stood there, unable to move, unable to think. Then he found himself at her bedside, grasping her frail hand in his. She told him she loved him, told him to be strong, told him to take care of their little girl. He hardly heard the words that came from his mouth pleading with her, begging her to stay with him, to not leave him. He couldn't do this on his own... he needed her. But every word he said was said in vain. He felt her life slip out of his hands, and the heart monitor went flat. She was gone.

Tyler was destroyed by her death. He refused to even look at his daughter and told Alex, Alessandra's best friend, to take care of his baby and give her the life he never could. He wasn't going to curse that child by touching her the same way he had killed his brother, his father, and now the woman he loved. When Tyler fell, he fell hard, and he ended up in jail again. This time though they brought him there on suicide watch. He refused to talk to anyone, he wouldn't even make eye contact, and everyone was afraid that he was going to kill himself. Finally, they brought Alex to the jail with his baby named after her mother. As he stood before Alex feeling more shame than he'd ever felt in his life, she pushed his baby girl into his arms, and he instinctively took her, but hardly a moment later started begging Alex to take her back until she did so. Once the child was no longer in his arms, Tyler sunk down onto a chair, and dropped his head into his hands, letting the tears he had held back for so long come at their own will. Here was a man who had been so strong for so long and was now broken. He had no reason to live, he just wanted someone to kill him... he wasn't man enough to do it himself.

When he got out again he met Vivian Kings, the younger sister of Sebastian... who still hated him, and in Vivian he found that feeling again... like he could be himself here, like she was the one person in this whole world who even cared for him. He went through a lot to be with her, but ever drop of blood he spilled, every sensation of pain, every broken bone... it was all worth it to be with her. He finally found the courage to say the words "I love you" to her, and he really truly meant it. It wasn't always smooth sailing, and Tyler screwed up more than most people could ever even dream of, but Vivian... she always forgave him, even when it didn't seem possible, she forgave him. Always that is until the most recent run in with trouble that Tyler stumbled upon.

It was the anniversary of his going to prison the first time, and after a parole meeting that went horribly and a job interview where they told him that he would never get a job and he might as well just kill himself because he'd never amount to anything, he found himself at the bar. He told himself he would only drink one... he'd been quitting lately and had been doing pretty well. He hadn't been drunk in weeks. But under the pressure of the day's happenings, one turned into two, turned into three, turned into four, turned into he lost count. Now Tyler, when drunk, never lost balance, never slurred words, never got violent, the only sign that he was drunk was that he became extremely susceptible to suggestion.

As you can imagine, when a girl started making sexual advances on him, he did nothing to resist them. His mind was too clouded with the alcohol. Anyway, as it were, they somehow ended up back at his house, and I'm sure you all know what happened there and I don't need to go into too much detail. By the time Tyler came to in the morning the girl was gone, and nothing seemed out of place. He didn't remember the events from last night except that he had a hangover, so naturally he assumed he'd just gotten drunk and come home and passed out. Ah but as fate would have it, Vivian had come to his house to see him before the girl left, and when she had seen Tyler passed out with his arm wrapped around another woman... well it doesn't take too much imagination to figure out how she felt.

Later that week, Tyler was looking for Vivian since he hadn’t seen her at all, and figured he might find her at the club. He had been slightly worried about her, since he normally saw her just about every day and now hadn't even so much as gotten a phone call. When he walked into the club, he spotted her instantly, and smiled despite himself. She looked just as stunningly beautiful and sexy as always. He made his way through the dimly lit club over to where she was, and stepped up behind her like he always did, wrapping his arms around her waist. Hey beautiful... He said softly in that tender and caring tone that only Vivian and the baby ever heard, I've missed you. Ah poor Tyler... if only he knew what he had done to Vivian. He had betrayed her on the worst possible level, he had done her the worst possible wrong, and now he was going to find out in the worst possible way. Had he only known he would have kept his distance, even though it would kill him to do so... but as it were, he had no recollection of what had happened, and had no idea that he had found an all new low and done the one thing he had never wanted to do. He had hurt Vivian... hurt her badly. As soon as he found out he was sure to hate himself all over again.

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[Sebastian Kings]

OOC:

*sneaks on* Will reply here when my mom is finished grounding me off the comp.

[Sebastian Kings]

Charlie definitely needed to chill. Sebastians friend looked as though he was still on patrol as he surveyed the scene infront of the club. Sebastian rolled his eyes and walked over to the bouncer, the huge guy gave Sebastian a look and mentioned that he had let Vivian in not to long ago. Sebastian sighed She's sixteen you know... he muttered, obviously not happy that his baby sister was club-hopping, not that he didn't know deep down that he could never stop her. The bouncer's lips turned up at the sides, into the closest thing to a smile Sebastian had ever seen grace his, less than welcoming facial features and nodded I know... he said as he let Sebastian and Charlie through. Sebastian was more than familiar with this bouncer and all the bouncer in the clubs around Pinewood. After all he was Pinewood's Most Infamous Party Boy, and although he was married now, he still kept up appearances and went to the clubs every so often. The lights were low, with a reddish tint from the dance floor lights. Sebastian's eyes adjusted easily to the hazy glowing atmosphere, this was his element, it always had been. He was the epitimy of a player, back in the day, and this meant he spent a lot of time in here, if he wasn't between the sheets of course...

Sebastian looked back at Charlie and his stressed out expression hadn't changed. Sebastian sighed. His friend had never beent the same since he met Hayley... But now that she's gone he was downright depressed. He was a workaholic, and when he hasn't working he was taking care of two kids and whatever relatives happened to be living in his house. He wasn't having fun, he wasnt hanging around with friends and he definitely hadn't gotten any action in a while. Sebastian knew his friend well, and he knew that while Charlie would try, but he wouldn't be able to keep up this pace for long. He needed to destress, relax and well... get laid. This was the perfect place to do it, if Charlie would loosen up a bit. Charlie, Charlie, Charlie... he said as he sat on a bar stool You need to loosen up buddy he told him, as if it was just that easy. Sebastian's guide to loosening up was a drink, or a smoke, or a joint or any combonation of the tree of them. Sebastian ordered a beer with that charming smile that made any girl swoon, and this bartender quite obviously didn't see his wedding ring, or didn't care that he had one...

Sebastian saw his sister easily as everyone cleared a path to let the scantily clad girl through. Sebastian had to admit, she looked pretty over Tyler, but he knew better. He stiffened ever so slightly, on account of the amount of eyes on his little sister. But he wouldn't embarrass her... Unless someone tried to touch her... Yeah he was a little over protective... Or a lot over protective, but what's it to you? Just then two arms wrapped around Vivian's slender waist. It was him. Who the hell did Tyler Haze think he was?Sebastian stood up, a look that said 'don't fucking mess with me' on his face, anyone who had half a brain moved out of his way as he made his way over to Tyler and his sister. Sebastian was pissed. It was bad enough for Tyler to cheat on his baby sister. But to think he can just come back and act like nothing happened, that wasn't going to happen. Not if Sebastian had anything to say about it. Sebastian's hand reached out and grabbed Tyler's shoulder, spinning him around and slamming his strong fist into Tyler's jaw. It all happened within a half second, but Sebastian had packed a powerful punch knocking Tyler backwards just slightly, into Vivian.




Nate was checking out Chuck's club in Virginia, it wasn't as nice as his New York clubs or even his LA clubs... But it was decent for this small town. He was hoping to see Vivian here, he knew she was living in this town, with her brother, Sebastian. He was looking forward to seeing his friend. Ah, those insecurites coming on again... Nate's innability to make a decision for himself caused him to get torn between two girls. Blair Waldorf and Vivian Kings. They were quite alike in some aspects, but worlds apart in others... They were both bold, bright and beautiful. Blair had been his girlfriend “since kindergarten” and they'd had very few feuds, they were always the rock solid couple, the one that was supposed to be together forever. Both Blair and Nate come from high profile families. Blair's mother is a famous fashion designer and her father is one of the greatest lawyers in NY and a Yale alumni. Nate's mother Anne Vanderbilt Archibald is a Vanderbilt and therfore their entire family is in one of the richest and most influential families in New York. They both had enormous expectations riding upon their shoulders and Nate wasn't sure of what he wanted yet, while Blair seemed set on becoming a rich, powerful socialite like the rest of the Vanderbilts.

Vivian and Nate met while he was on vacation in California one summer. He met her on the beach and immeadiately noticed her beauty. She was a goddess, beautiful in a way totally different, but pretty much equal to Blair. Vivian and Nate spent the summer hanging around on the beach, partying and Nate taught Vivian how to sail. They had fun, but when it came time to return to New York, Nate felt something strange. He was torn between the two girls and from that moment on, always had been. Nate snapped out of his blast from the past when he was bumped into by a woman I'm sorry he said quickly as he helped her steady herself on her tall high heels. Nate looked down at the young lady and he was surprised to see Vivian Kings. That had to be fate, or I don't know what is...

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[Vivian Kings]

Vivian Kings was a strong b*itch, She had to be after being known as Sebastian Kings little sister. That was quite the spot to fill everyone who was anyone knew who he was and she had to fill his shoes. It was nearly an impossible task some would say. But apparently those some didn't know Vivian. She was the queen no one beat her at anything and that included her own brother. Call her a b*tch, slut, whore, or whatever she didn't care, if anything she'd just admit it. I mean she had just about the worst role model a little girl could have and after he left her behind to do whatever it was he did what choice did she have? It really wasn't that big of a deal we all have our problems, Vivian was just a big enough ass to let everyone and their mom know about hers. Sure she would deny them but who didn't deny their problems?

Vivian's were big though, she was an Alcoholic, and anorexic but worst disease of all was that she had a huge case of horny teenager. Now when a guy slept around with a million girls he was considered a hero, but when a girl slept around with a million guys she was considered a whore. Double standard much? Yeah well Vivian didn't give a rip about that standard. Really you just had to know Vivian's story to get why she was the way that she was. SO we'll give it to you one piece at a time. We have to keep you coming back for more why don't we? or else we'd just give it all to you now and be done with it. But we all know thats know fun.

One, Vivian grew up nieve and thinking that her big brother was the best in the world. She loved him and if anything wanted to be just like him, little did she know. That is she felt this way up until he started dating Cheyenne and it all went down hill from there. Especially after she heard the two of them through the wall one night.... Way to break it to her gently Seb. That was the first big hit. After that she severaly disliked Chey and had a lesser respect for Seb but her heart was still not tanted. It all really kicked in when Sebastian left her. It wouldn't have been so bad had he at least called every now and then but not he basically had nothing to do with her and thats where the drinking and the puking and all that garbage started. Every since then she blamed Cheyenne Kingery. Yeah Vivian knew how to hold a grudge pretty darn well.

Having come a long way since then with the help of Anthony, Alex and Tyler she had changed a lot. Not as much as one would hope, she's still a b*tch but once a b*tch always a B*tch. Thats just how it worked. Now follow along with me here, imagine being abused having your heart ripped out stabbed torn into pieces and fried on a stove and being able to feel it all... then times it times ten and you'll have summed up how Vivian felt founding out the one man she trusted after her brother cheated on her with some random slut he didn't even know... Course she didn't know he didn't know her. But Vivian didn't know her there for she was a random slut. It would have almost been better if it was Liz, mainly because Liz alrady had a reputation and that way Vivian could just beat the shit out of her and blame mostly her. But in this case she didn't know the other girl so she couldn't very well do that... well she could but she wasn't going to. Oh no this one was all on Tyler.

Vivian spotted Seb and Charlie walk in, mainly because not a thing went down in that club that she didn't know about. Sebastian had his time but this was Vivian's town now. He may know a lot of things and have been the best back in his day and hell he was still good but this was hers now. She had taken over his rule as soon as he put that ring on his finger. But she knew him better then just about anyone and she knew he wouldn't rat her out, smart move on his part. She was in a danger zone right now. She was upset, extremely pissed off and in a don't mess with me mood. And Seb was probably the only one who could see that past her very believable act she was putting off. She was single and just needed someone to help her take the first step into recovery. She needed a first victem. And that was going swimmingly, she had all the eyes of the club on her, up until...

Thats right you guest it. Tyler Haze came in, it was sad really he had no idea what he had done to her. He had made a fool out of her and hurt her in a way no one ever has before. And as of now she was seeking revenge. Yeah yeah yeah revenge wasn't the right thing we know but this is Vivian we're talking about, she didn't give a rats ass about the right thing she just wanted to make herself feel better. And this was exactly how she was going to do it. She needed a new arm accesory and this was just the place to do the shopping. All she needed was to show off some new random guy just to show the world it took a lot more to break down Vivian Kings, and once she got that across she would go about with dealing with the pain.

His rough but all to familiar arms wrapped so fittingly around her waist and his words tickled her ear but she instantly tensed up. How could he even so much as dare to look at her let alone touch her and talk to her. Oh no he did not. I almost feel a tinge bit sorry for him, he was about to get the ruddest awakening that would ever be made in history. He jaw locked as she clenched her fist and shoved her elbow into his gut. Normally that would have killed her to do, but the thought of his arms wrapped around some other girl disgusted her beyond any other thought. Deep down her heart was breaking and it hurt so much knowing he had betrayed her. Whats worse was she had no one to go to that would comfort her. This was something her big brother couldn't fix, no matter how much he would try.

But pushing her pain back behind anger she managed to contain her tears just enough to push out "Was that what you said to the slut this morning?" through clenched teeth. Her words were dripping with the venom that she wanted to inject into him. She wanted so badly for him to know how she felt, to hurt with as much pain as she was hurting with. But before she got the satisfaction of his reaction he was being swung around by Sebastian just to have Seb's fist impact his jaw. We all know about Sebastian's rep. for getting into more fights then anyone else in the galaxy. So with that tid bit of info we know he can pack quite the punch and Tyler having been caught off guard stubled back and bumping into Vivian causing her to lose her balance. Kind of like a domino effect i guess you could say.

Vivian was slightly relieved that Sebastian had stepped in but at the same time she wanted to see Tyler's face she wanted to know how he could think he could get away with that. She owned this damn town how could he think she wouldn't find out... had she only known the whole story she might have reacted differently, not likely she'd still be mad at him and wouldn't be able to be with him but it would help knowing he really didn't do it intentionally. But it was also nice knowing she wouldn't be givin the chance to let her emotions get ahead of her and now she was almost positive she'd be able to contain the tears that were threatening to fall only moments ago. She felt safe but right now at this moment she just wanted someone to hold her and tell her she was going to be ok, not that she'd ever admit to it, thats what she wanted.

With all that was going on it barely even registered that she was falling over and that someone was catching her, let alone the fact that he was appologizing and that she knew who it was. All her focus was on Sebastian and Tyler. She grabbed his arm to help stabalize herself subconsciously and she just quickly glanced up at him before returning her attention to Tyler and Sebastian. But then it registered... she did know that voice and had she not been just cheated on and had her first encounter with him she probably would have screamed and wrapped her arms around the all to familiar voice of Nate Archibald. Instead she turned back to him with a slight smile that quickly vanished at the commotion that was now gathering around her brother. "no no its my fault" He sure had rotten timing but she had to admit even under the circumstances it was good to see a familiar face from back in the day. But boy he just got bumped into a hell of a lot of trouble.

[Dustin Kurucz]

Of all the things in this world that could happen to him, losing Vivian was the only thing Tyler really honestly feared. He had lost so much in his life, if he lost her too, he knew he wouldn't be able to hold on. Even with her he was barely hanging by a thread, and losing her would be the equivalent of that thread being cut. First his brother, then his un-loving parents, then Alessandra... losing Vivian on top of all that would surely push him directly over the edge and leave him nothing to hang onto, no hope of surviving, and not a prayer of ever being revived again. His life was essentially a horror story of f*ucking up, and no matter how hard he tried, he always ended up going full circle and landing on bankrupt again. He was so tired of this endless cycle, but he was completely incapable of breaking out of it on his own.

He had hoped that things would start to get better once he and Vivian were alright again after his last stupid mistake, and for a while it had... it had been better than it ever had been... but little did he know it was about to go to hell. Everything that he had worked so hard for was about to be denied him. If only he had known... if he had known he would have disappeared from Pinewood and never would return. But no... his life was about to turn around and go sprinting back to the way it had been before Vivian, before the baby, and before Alessandra. It was about to return to rock bottom, to the point where he could see no way out and there was no light at the end of his tunnel.

When Vivian's elbow stabbed into his ribs, he wasn't quite sure what to think, but figured he might as well give her the benefit of the doubt since she always did for him. When she turned around though he instantly knew that something was horribly wrong. What that was, he wasn't sure, but he had a bad feeling that it was his fault. When she spat out her enraged inquiry, confusion played across his face. He barely managed to choke out the first half of a confused "what?" before he felt an all too familiar hand on his shoulder. The moment he felt that powerful grip on him it was like everything slowed down to an unbearable pace. His body turned horribly slowly towards Sebastian, and out of the corner of his eye he could see Seb's fist coming towards him, but it was like he was powerless to avoid impact.

He reeled back as the fist came in contact with his jaw, and he felt himself come in contact with Vivian, throwing her off balance. He'd been hit many times before by Sebastian, but usually Vivian got mad at him and well... you know the story. This time though, he had a feeling that she wasn't going to do a thing about it. The way she'd lashed out at him so violently, he knew he had done something horribly wrong. He hadn't the slightest idea what he could have done wrong though. Maybe she was mad at him for getting drunk when he was supposed to be quitting... or... well he didn't know what else it could possibly be. But he didn't know why Sebastian would be involved then... the guy was a renowned drinker so what could he possibly have against Tyler getting drunk? He had no idea what was going on.

What's going on? He asked painfully, lifting his hand to his bleeding lip. He couldn't tell you how many times he'd bled since he first saw Sebastian. When Alessandra kissed him the first time, when he kissed Vivian for the first time, when he'd nearly had sex with Vivian in Sebastian and Chey's bedroom, when he'd actually had sex with Vivian for the first time, when Vivian had gotten pregnant and Sebastian had assumed that Tyler was the one who got her pregnant, and now. He could never get things right in the eyes of Sebastian, and odds were he never would the way things were going these days.

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Yes, it was true, Charlie had been miserable lately, but could you blame him? He had been your typical teenage guy... plus a bit more brains than most... but about the time he turned 18 was when things started going wrong. He and Sebastian and Anthony split ways, Charlie to New York, Sebastian to California, and Anthony to wherever the hell the racing world called him to. New York wasn't what Charlie had expected at all though, and after the tragic demise of Charlie's police mount and his partner, he quit and promptly returned to Pinewood, hoping that maybe this time things would turn out better than they had last time. That was when he met Hayley. She was a drug addict, an alcoholic, and the mother of a little boy. Charlie fell for her, despite everything that told him not to. Sebastian obviously didn't approve of Charlie and Hayley's relationship, and as much as Charlie didn't want to admit it, but Seb had the relationship pegged from the start.

For two years Charlie did everything he possibly could to make it work. He helped Hayley with her addictions, he arrested or otherwise disposed of the people who hurt her, he took care of her all the time, he joined the mounted police force again just so he could afford to have her and the two kids living with him even though he'd sworn he would never join the police again. He did everything he could... but every time she flipped out or said he didn't love her or broke promises or did whatever she did, she drove him a little farther away from her. She had no idea what it was like for him to promise he loved her, to do whatever he possibly could to prove that to her, and it never be enough. Finally, after two years, he had to tell her. He couldn't put his kids through this hell... even if Chuck was Sebastian and Hayley's son, Charlie loved him like he was his own. So he finally broke off the engagement, and told her that this time it was for good, they wouldn't be getting back together again... ever.

Of course after that, Charlie was still struggling to get through it. He really had loved Hayley... hell he'd had a kid with Hayley... on purpose. It was hard for a guy like him to go through two years of hell only to have it all end up being for nothing in the end. Sebastian was right again... Charlie had put up an emotional block, and was burying himself in work so that he wouldn't think about it. No, it probably wasn't a good thing for his family considering he rarely got time with his kids, but he couldn't see any other way to do it. He'd had a hard enough time explaining to Chuck that mommy wasn't coming back, he didn't want them to know that he was upset about it. He was the only parent figure they had now, and he had to be the one to set the standard as the good parent since Hayley really hadn't been a good mom at all to either of them.

Of course, as soon as Charlie was single again, Sebastian started playing match maker, trying to set Charlie up with dates and whatnot. Charlie of course always used the "I'm working" excuse to get out of it... but that was not the case tonight. Being the "wonderful friend" that Sebastian was, he called Charlie's supervisors and got them to give him the night off so that he had absolutely no excuse to not go out. He conveniently forgot to tell Charlie that though, so when he showed up, Charlie was just heading out the door to go start his shift. He did his best to come up with an excuse when Seb told him, but Sebastian was adamant and just like when they were younger, Charlie ended up giving in grudgingly. Of course Sebastian in his "gotcha" way informed Charlie that it was either a strip club or just the regular club, Charlie went with the lesser of two evils. No way in hell was he going to go to a strip club when he had a six year old son and a 8 months old baby girl at home... it just wouldn't seem right.

Shortly after the two of them arrived at the club... Charlie in no better mood than he had been before. He wasn't in a bad mood per se, but he clearly wasn't in a good mood either... he was just... well he was just like he'd been for the past several months since the break up. His expression was constantly one of "I don't just carry a gun to put criminals behind bars, so do not tempt me" and anyone with a brain in their head wouldn't tempt him. A man with a gun as stressed out as Charlie was... well lets just say it could possibly be dangerous if someone prodded him too much. His patience had been worn very thin lately, and it wouldn't take much to reach the end of his fuse. Of course, Charlie wasn't a horribly violent person anymore, but if you ticked him off enough... like Andrew had not too long ago... then you'd find out just exactly what they teach people at the police academy, and that was not a pleasant experience.

Anyway, Charlie had to roll his eyes when Seb complained about the bouncer letting Vivian in. Hell he and Sebastian had been getting into this club since Charlie was 15, and he was pretty sure the bouncer was the same guy now as he was back then. He obviously didn't really care too much about who got in. Of course, as Charlie and Seb walked by him, he shot a look at Charlie, since he knew he was a cop and all... but Charlie wasn't in the mood to go about arresting underage drinkers... he did enough of that on a regular basis... and maybe Sebastian was right... maybe alcohol was jut what he needed. Then again, he knew all too well that just drinking was not what Seb intended for him to do. He wanted Charlie to get drunk and get laid... but that was not going to happen. He was not going to be like Hayley... he was not going to have a different woman in bed every night, he was not going to make Chuck go through that again.

Sure, you say, just once wouldn't hurt... but buddy... you don't know Charlie. It might not have been nearly so obvious as it was with Sebastian and it was a bit more in control, but Charlie had quite the "sex drive" as well, as proven by his high school years, and even some of his time in New York. It mellowed out some after he got shot, but took a while to where he had it restrained to the level it was at now. Sex was... well, lets face it, just as addicting to guys like Charlie and Sebastian and Tyler and Andrew as meth was to any human being. He wasn't willing to run the risk of becoming like that again, too many people depended on him.

He looked up to respond to Sebastian's loosen up comment, but as he did so, Sebastian stood up and started walking away. Charlie was slightly confused for a moment, but then he saw Tyler and vivian, and knew exactly what Seb was going to do. While fore everyone else this was going to be a bad thing, it would be a good thing for Charlie... get his mind off life, and possibly allow him to let off a little of the building steam. He wouldn't intervene yet though... he knew better than to come between Seb and his prey. He followed in his friend's wake though, making sure to be within several feet of Sebastian just in case either he or Tyler took this too far.

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Two weeks had gone by since that night with Riley, and Dustin was worse off than he had been before. He hadn't slept at all... not one second, and he was exhausted. The voices in his head that had before been screeching had no become unbearable nails on the chalk board. It was literally driving him insane. He wanted so desperately to go back there, to tell Riley he was sorry, to tell her he hadn't meant to hurt her, to tell her that if he could go back and change everything he would, and most of all to tell her he loved her. But something in his mind refused to let him go. He had tried so many times to go to her house like he had this time and tell her why he had done it, tell her that he wanted to be with her, but every time he got within a block of her house, something stopped him. His mind trumping his heart perhaps? Or maybe the fear of rejection? Who knew? But whatever it was, he couldn't get over it.

He was trying in vain to stop the voices, pot, heroin, cocaine, and drugs he could get his hands on. He had to make it stop, he had to drown out the never ending wailing in his mind. It was slowly killing him, the drugs and the voices. It was only a matter of time before he overdosed and killed himself. He was completely miserable, and out of all the horrible things he'd done in his life, leaving Riley like he had was the only thing he regretted. He needed her to survive. She was like his meth... just once wasn't enough. He was addicted to her beyond repair, and without her he would die. If he had hated himself before, he really really hated himself now. How could he do that to her again? She probably hated him now, and would want nothing to do with him. All he knew was that unless he somehow had her again in his arms, he was going to die... whether intentionally or unintentionally... he would end up killing himself.

He had just come down off of a high, and had a horrible headache that was threatening to split his head open. He wasn't quite sure where he was at first, but when he saw kids playing on the swings and such, he knew he was at the park. He walked slowly over to a bench trying to get his orientation back. He'd gone a bit high on that does. Dustin was on the verge of a serious overdose if he kept this up. There were probably enough drugs in his system to put him in prison for life...or to get an entire army high, whichever you prefer. He watched the kids in silence for a moment until he saw a little girl about three years old with black curly hair and soft gray eyes. The moment he saw her, it was like a force took hold of him and dragged him back in time to Shayla.

For sometime he just sat there in a trance, seeing and hearing nothing except the memory that was flashing through his mind. After several minutes had gone by, he was pulled violently from the past an into the present, causing him to jump slightly, as if he'd been shot or something of the sort. When he looked back up, the child had gone from his sight. How had he let things get this bad? Life was supposed to get better for him when he came up to the States, not worse. He was beginning to believe he'd made a mistake in coming up here. At least down in Mexico he hadn't hurt anyone. Now that he was up here, Shayla was dead, and he'd hurt Riley... how could he ever forgive himself for that? Riley was the only person with whom he had ever felt right with, and he'd gone and ruined it... when would he ever do something right?

It seemed as if he never would... and right now he was really feeling like that. The drugs hadn't stopped the voices, so he was moving on to alcohol. He needed to get it out of his head... and besides, if something broke out in the club he could vent some of his frustration and anger in the best way he knew how... violence. Yes, fights. Dustin was a rather violent person, but for a good reason. After all, if you'd had a life like him you'd probably be pretty violent too. It often came across as unprovoked violence which gave people the impression that he was a dangerous person, but really he was just angry at the world, and to him that was more than enough reason be express how he felt by actions and not words.

He hadn't been at the club long when the violence broke out. He looked over in that direction, and a bit of a smirk played across his face. Tyler Haze vs. Sebastian Kings... a good match up to be sure... except for the part where Tyler seemed to be against fighting back these days as was proven by his reaction to being hit. Dustin just shook his head slightly... this fight needed some more action than what it was getting. he made his way slowly and stealthily over in that direction, but made sure to remain blended in with the crowd. He couldn't make a move until it escalated a bit or else people would notice him and he'd end up in the police report which was the last thing he needed. So for now, he was just going to be a spectator, and wait until the opportune moment to strike.

[Sebastian Kings]

when darkness turns to light

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Sebastian was one hell of a fighter. He loved fighting, and he was damn good at it too. He started early, probably a result of his anger towards his parents and his unruly temper. His extremely strong and well-muscled body was always ready for a fight. Some, including his wife, Chey, didn't appreciate his constant physical argumentativeness, but it was how he solved problems, and of course he only subjected males to his torture so, in his eyes there was no problem with a good fight, so long as he came out on top, and he usually did. You could always tell when Sebastian was going to get into a fight, his fists and jaw are evenly clenched. His muscles start to work overtime, preparing for the upcoing battle. But his eyes... Sebastian's eyes were the tell-tale sign that there was a storm brewing. The naturally hazel-green color turned so dark they were practically black, it happened almost instantaniously, and once it did, whoever happened to be the subject of Sebastian's anger was a gonner.

And the poor sucker on the receiving end of Sebastian's violent beatings lately has been Tyler Haze. But what did the little punk expect? Anyone who tried to get near Sebastian's little sister Vivian Kings was going to come face to face with Sebastian's fist. But the idiot who dared to hurt Vivian, in any way, well they would come face to face with death... If no one interviened... I really feel sorry for Tyler this time. The stresses of life have really been getting to Sebastian, and as we all know, he doesn't deal with stress well. Punching is his favourite way of relieving stress, second to sex, drugs and alcohol. Sebastian had beaten Tyler within an inch of his life a few times, but everytime someone gets in his way, Vivian, Chey, Alex. The women have something against Sebastian's form of working things out, obviously. But this time, he could garuntee Vivian wasn't going to stop him.

The first hit he delivered to Tyler's jaw was a good solid hit. He sent Tyler careening backwards into Vivian and there was blood already forming on Tyler's bottom lip. What's going on? Tyler asked, as if he didn't know. Sebastian's grabbed Tyler's shirt with his left hand, not wasting anytime by pulling him towards himself and slamming his fist into his face once again. I warned you... was all he said. And he did warn him, many, many times. “Don't hurt her” he had told Tyler many a time. “If you hurt her, I will kill you” I'm sure Tyler didn't forget those words... So what did he think he was doing? Sebastian had always thought Tyler was dumb for sticking around while Seb was beating on him constantly. But he really didn't think anyone could be this stupid. Sebastian wasn't going to let anyone hurt his little sister. And despite her brave face at the moment, Seb knew her better than anyone, and he knew she was hurting. And even though he almost enjoyed the moment they shared earlier in the barn, and as much as it reminded him of the “good old days” when the two of them got along so well, he was still going to kill Tyler for upsetting Vivian, there was no doubt about it.

Tyler usually made fighting pretty easy. Mostly because he always knew it was coming to him and he knew he deserved it. Or he knew Sebastian was going to hit him anyways and it would be over sooner if he didn't fight back. Or Vivian didn't want him to hit her brother... But either way, Tyler usually didn't fight back when Sebastian unleashed his wrath on him. And this case was no exception. While he wasn't fighting back, Tyler did try blocking a couple of Sebastian's hits. I'd like to mention that the lighting in the club was less than perfect fighting conditions, it was dark with a reddish glow, except when the lights went out and the strobe lights flashed for a brief second, if made everything seem as if it was moving in slow motion. There were way too many people in the club and there was barely enough room for Sebastian to swing his fist back without elbowing someone in the face, not that he cared if he did...

Sebastian's punches have been known to be pretty deadly. He can pack quite a bit of force behind those two fists. Tyler's nose looked pretty broken to me and he had some nasty cuts and scrapes on his face, bruises were beginning to form but would be much more noticable in the morning light... If Tyler was lucky enough to see it... Sebastian was on a roll and nothing was going to stop him. He was a tornado of anger and pent up frusteration, with fists flying so fast it was hard to keep track. Tyler was desperately trying to keep from being beaten to a pulp, I'm surprised he was still standing to be honest. His face was covered in his own blood, as were Sebastian's fists. In one last futile attempt at defending himself Tyler put his left arm up in front of his face. Sebastian didn't even see it before his fist collided with Tyler's forearm. Whether it was a strange angle, bad timing or just the sheer force of Sebastian's fist, I don't know, but that arm was definitely broken. A sickening crack was heard and even Sebastian was surprised for a second.


It had to be fate... How else would Nate and Vivian end up in the same club on the same night at the same time and he's the one to catch her when she falls. Nate smiled wide when she looked up at him, but she turned back to the fight where Nate could recognize her brother Sebastian Kings, beating the crap out of some guy. Nate and Sebastian had gotten along well, when they'd met in California the previous summer. Sebastian seemed to approve of Vivian hanging out with Nate and his friends and Nate had always assumed that Sebastian would accept him as Vivian's boyfriend just as easily. Yes, Nate had fallen hard for this girl, infact that was the main reason he was here in this small town in Virginia. Nathaniel Archibald had his entire life planned out for him, from his internship at the New York mayors office waiting for him, to Blair, whom everyone fully expected him to marry. He didn't know exactly why he was here, ready to throw it all away for some little summer crush, but he was and he knew he had to try... The guy on the opposite end of Seb's fist came flying bacwards towards them again and Nate pulled Vivian back again, practically picking her up, holding her safely out of harms way.

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[Vivian Kings]

Isn't it amazing how fast things can turn for the worse... tonight was just supposed to be a get away.... a way of moving on... getting back on her feet. She just wanted to stabilize herself to prevent herself from crumbling under the devastation of the harsh reality that was surrounding her. She was breaking loose trying to refresh her memory on what freedom tasted like and to remind herself that she owned this town and she liked being the ruler. But truth be told she just wanted the man that she loved and cared for back in her life... but now she was forced to deny it all... she was forced to pretend that she was strong and that she didn't need anyone in order to survive in this world. But instead of getting all that she was met with the one thing she was trying to avoid... the cold hard honest truth...

Vivian Kings was in a tight spot.... and i don't mean her position in Nate's arms. She was being torn between hurt and love...and right now she was choosing the easy way out... and that was anger... she was letting her hurt fuel the anger that was inside and by choosing that route she so chose to yet again bury her heart deep within her soul... most likely never to be exposed again.She took a risk with Tyler and opened up to him let him see the real her... and he took advantage of her and shattered her already frail heart... so much for keeping up her strong image... thats what you think... Vivian was a strong girl she wasn't going to let this ruin her... no matter how torn up she was... and no matter how much it hurt her to watch Sebastian beat the living daylights out of Tyler,she was going to keep her feelings tucked deep down inside.

Her jaw stayed clenched forcing herself not to flinch as Sebastian let his overprotective brother fury out on him. This time she wasn't going to stop him...she wasn't going to defend Tyler... she wasn't going to save him this time... Normally when this happened she'd throw herself in front of Sebastian to defend his case... but not this time. He had wronged her and she wanted him to know what she was feeling.. even though deep down she hated standing by doing nothing. This is where her stubbornness lead the way instead of her heart... she was being controlled by the pain the anger and she was refusing to let her heart have any effect on this fight. He brought this on himself...maybe he didn't know what he did, which she figured out do to his confusion... either that or he thought she was stupid enough and that he would get away with it, but even so what was so horrible that he would go and get himself drunk and sleep with someone else... she didn't even care about the drunk part... but what hurt even more than the fact that he cheated on her was that he obviously didn't feel comfortable enough around her to come home and get drunk with her... or come and ask her for help. Was she really not important in his life at all... did what she do for him mean nothing and he would just throw it all away just like that?

Her mind was in so many places at once and she couldn't focus on any of them. Whenever she tried another thought would always get in the way. She was hurting, She was angry, She was worried about Tyler, She was mad at Tyler, She was worried about Sebastian, She was happy to see Nate, everything was so scattered and she was still just trying to focus on one aspect at a time but it wasn't working. Then all of her thoughts stopped as a loud crack broke between them. She instantly flinched and turned her head into Nate's chest as he practically picked her up and pulled her away. She loved the feeling of being protected especially at the moment... but the arms weren't the ones her heart wanted... but Vivian's heart was no longer in control... it already betrayed her once.

She was forcing the tears down and trying probably in vain to make sure her expression didn't betray her emotions. She wanted to leave but she was pretty sure she couldn't move. She was frozen in shock and pain... That crack was horrifying and she knew it didn't come from Sebastian... but with all the blurring lights she couldn't really tell what was going on... everything for them may have seemed like slow motion but it all was flashing my her like the speed of light. Was that Tyler's head? Maybe someone just broke a bar stool... Deep down she knew something had gone wrong but she was almost to afraid to look and just kept her face turned against Nate. There was a scream that followed the crack and little did she know it had come from her own lips. The night had just started out as harmless fun for her... and so quickly it had turned into a nightmare... but she wasn't going to be waking up from this one.

[Tyler Haze]

Never thought not having you
here now would hurt so much

Tyler was definitely in for a world of hurt, not only physical, but emotional too. He was completely confused as to what was going on, and he couldn’t figure out why Sebastian was coming after him this time. Every other time he had deserved it… okay, well… not every time. There had been that one time when Vivian had been blackmailed into sleeping with Chuck Bass… who Tyler now hated and would love more than anything to kill and would have if Vivian hadn’t made him promise to do nothing… and she ended up getting pregnant from the ordeal. Vivian didn’t want Sebastian to know… so naturally when Sebastian found the pregnancy test that Vivian had accidentally left out, he was furious. Since Vivian hadn’t told him, he immediately assumed that it was Tyler who had done it, and showed up on Tyler’s doorstep. Before Tyler could even say a word, Sebastian had lit into him, and quite angrily asked what were you thinking getting my sister pregnant? Tyler nearly said he hadn’t and it wasn’t his… but he remembered Vivian asking him not to tell Sebastian. Wanting to respect what Vivian wanted, Tyler’s response, unfortunately, ended up coming out as I didn’t…

[/s] Which was anything but a good thing to say in this situation. Sebastian would have probably killed him right there if Vivian hadn’t stopped him and told him. Of course, as Tyler’s luck would have it… his willingness to take a beating for something he hadn’t even done was overlooked.

No one seemed to notice those sorts of things. He did countless little things like that for Vivian, but to him, it felt like all anyone ever noticed was when he screwed up. His whole life he’d been told he was worthless… by his parents, by the law, by society… he was trying so hard to be better than that. He was doing about a million times better these days than when he had first met Vivian. He’d taken a huge step in giving Vivian that promise ring. When Tyler could help it, he didn’t break promises. When he said he’d do something, he’d do it, even if it would hurt him more than it would benefit him. When he said he wouldn’t do it, he wouldn’t do it, even if doing it would benefit him. It was just an unfortunate innate character flaw that always drove him to alcohol when things went wrong. He’d been drinking since he was 13 to drown the pain of abusive parents, he didn’t know how else to deal with the things that came his way… it was almost like an instinct now, he didn’t even think about it, he just did it. And unfortunately with that, he was so susceptible to suggestion when he was drunk… and he had been so drunk that night that he was probably lucky he didn’t end up dying from alcohol poisoning

When Sebastian growled out that he had warned him, Tyler’s confusion only increased. Sebastian’s first warning had been not to sleep with Vivian… but the current standing warning was that if he hurt Vivian he would kill him. Tyler didn’t have any idea what he had done… but when Sebastian said that, the pieces started coming together. He couldn’t remember what had happened that night since he’d gotten drunk, and he hadn’t seen Vivian since before then… Sebastian was going to kill him for hurting Vivian, and Vivian had something about “that slut this morning.” It was suddenly so clear… and in that instant a pang of sickening guilt and fear shot through him like a bullet. If he’d been given the opportunity to say anything he probably wouldn’t have. What could he say anyway? He didn’t even know what happened. His normally cold eyes turned from his attacker to Vivian… he knew he had no chance with her now… he knew that she would leave him for good and he would never hold her in his arms again… but he wanted a chance to explain to her… he wanted her to know that he hadn’t done it on purpose, that he never would have knowingly betrayed her love like that. He knew it was his fault, he wouldn’t try to get any of the blame taken off of him… he just couldn’t stand the thought of Vivian believing that he hadn’t loved her, because he had… more than anything, he loved Vivian Kings.

When he looked away from Sebastian, out of the corner of his eye he saw Seb’s fist coming in yet again, and somehow in his subconscience the instinct to protect himself kicked in and he put his left arm up, without even thinking about it, in an attempt to block the impact and give himself a brief moment to breathe. As soon as he did so though, Sebastian’s ever powerful fist smashed into Tyler’s arm, and with a sickening crack, Tyler felt the bone break. Pain rushed through him, and it was like all of a sudden all the pain from all the blows he’d taken hit him, and were he not stumbling back, he probably would have doubled over and gone down to his knees. He quickly reached up and wrapped his hand around where the bone had broken… it was a complete break, and Tyler, being as street smart as he was, didn’t want the bone to separate and protrude through the skin exposing it to infection. Unfortunately… that action was going to cause him even more trouble than he knew. He lurched away from Sebastian, and went down, falling back onto the floor. The strobe lights started to fade out, and he knew the feeling all too well. Consciousness was leaving him, and he was helpless to stop it from happening.

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Having spent time in prison at 15 years old, Dustin had learned to be quick, agile, discreet, effective, and invisible. He was definitely the youngest there, and the criminals in Mexico are a hell of a lot harder than the ones here. It might not seem possible, I know, but it was what it was… the people there were ruthless and cruel… and the worst part was… nobody cared. If Dustin hadn’t learned quickly how to defend himself, there was no doubt in his mind he would have been killed. They would take advantage of whoever they could, and considering they were grown men and Dustin was only 15, he was an easy target. Fortunately he’d found a friend who’d shown him the basics of a few things, and Dustin hadn’t had anything better to do than to perfect his own techniques of self-defense. He was much better with a gun than with a knife, but he couldn’t get his hands on a gun in prison, so he’d had to settle for a knife someone had smuggled in.

Anyway, Dustin stood silently on the sidelines of the fight, as people backed away, he moved with them, unnoticeable. If anyone had been trying to prove that he was there, no security camera image would be able to affirm with certainty that he had been in the room. He was a bit of a genius when it came to keeping his identity out of the hands of people he didn’t want getting a hold of it. He could have killed someone and no one would ever know that Dustin Kurucz had been the one to do it. When people saw him, all they saw was a young man who was quiet and preferred to be left alone. Some would even go so far as to say he was shy. He blended in with the crowd so perfectly; it really was as if he was completely invisible. Dance clubs were not really his scene, but it was the only place he could get a decent bottle of alcohol to numb the pain of what he’d done to Riley.

As he stood watching he was almost disgusted. Tyler was without a doubt just as good at fighting as Sebastian, but he never fought back. He hardly even did anything to defend himself. A waste of talent in Dustin’s opinion. The guy should be at the illegal street fights in his opinion. He could make a heck of a lot of money by winning those fights. It would be perfect for him… but no, he was here being beaten to a pulp by his girlfriend… or more likely ex-girlfriend’s older brother who had to be nearly 24 or 25 by now. It sort of almost frustrated him. Though he didn’t know it, he wasn’t frustrated because of the waste of talent he was watching, but because he knew what it was like to not fight back and be on the receiving end of pain. Only difference was, he had been incapable of fighting back at the time… Tyler could stop this if he wanted to… but he just didn’t. It was irritating to Dustin.

So, why not even the odds? Stupid move Dustin… but he didn’t care. He did a lot of stupid things all the time, and right now there was about a 60% chance that he was at least slightly high on some sort of drug. He probably didn’t even know what he’d taken, he just took it. Anyway… With the stealth of a cat, he moved in, grabbed the knife off of Tyler’s left wrist where he always kept it strapped, turned it so it faced Sebastian, then with about as much blatancy as the shadow of a mouse in a room full of strobe lights he stabbed it into Sebastian’s gut, the disappeared into the crowd. Oh Dustin… if only you knew the trouble you caused. No one noticed him. Of all the people there, it was likely that maybe only one person could say that they thought they might have maybe seen someone else but they weren’t sure. He was quick, he was stealthy, and he was damn good at screwing things up for people.

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Charlie was fairly reluctant to get involved in this fight. His glory days of fighting were long over. He was a cop now, he was a single dad, he was over worked and under paid, he was the model American citizen… He didn’t get in fights anymore. Okay so maybe there was that one time with Sebastian when he broke his hand about a year ago… but that didn’t really count. Fights with Sebastian never really counted as fights because… well… they just didn’t count. So, being the relatively level headed policeman that he was, he stood on the sidelines to see if things would work themselves out. Yeah I know… not happening, but the guy can hope right?

He muttered something under his breath about this being why he didn’t go to clubs anymore, and looked over at Vivian. It seemed she’d found someone to keep her out of harm’s way. His attention then moved to Sebastian who was… well he was very angry. He was so over-protective, though perhaps in this instance it was justified. He wasn’t concerned about Seb… even though Tyler screwed up a lot, he’d never actually hurt anyone as far as Charlie had seen. He’d been in quite a few fights before, but lately he’d been about as docile as Chuck’s horse. He was practically harmless these days. Vivian had been good for Tyler… until now. His attention moved on from Sebastian to Tyler, and lingered there longer. Something didn’t seem quite right. Normally when Tyler screwed up he owned up to it… but this time he looked completely disoriented and confused, maybe even a little shocked as if he knew it was true but hadn’t known it had even happened until now.

Charlie was just about to say something, and maybe try to stop Sebastian for just a moment when there was the sound of splitting bone. Of Charlie knew what it was like to have bones broken by Sebastian… it was not pretty, and not comfortable at all. Tyler was in for a hell of a lot of pain. He stepped forward, about to reach out and pull Sebastian away when he caught the motion of Tyler’s right hand move towards his left arm, then next thing he knew, there was a lot of blood, and Sebastian had a knife protruding from his gut… and not just any knife, the knife that Tyler always carried strapped to his left wrist concealed beneath his shirt sleeve. Tyler was lucky by the time Charlie could react that he was already on the ground and only half conscious, otherwise Charlie might have finished him off for Sebastian. Sure, Charlie and Sebastian had their differences, and they fought a lot and Charlie had even arrested him once… but stabbing him? Trying to kill him? That knife was stuck right in the exact same place as it had been stuck when Tyler had stabbed Andrew for kissing Vivian. There was no doubt in Charlie’s mind that when Sebastian had broken Tyler’s arm, it prompted him to anger and he’d made an attempt on Seb’s life to try to stop the beating.

Finally the bouncer made an appearance, and didn’t quite know what to make of the scene, but before he could do anything, Charlie had already growled out orders. He was a well known policeman around Pinewood, when he told people to do or not do something they would follow his orders to the letter, no questions asked. He didn’t take any crap. If you did something illegal, you bet he’d arrest you for it. He wasn’t influenced by money or anything like that. His job was to uphold the law, and damn straight he was going to do that. Everyone knew who he was. Don’t call an ambulance. He said, clearly pissed off. if he dies he dies. I’ll take Sebastian. Heartless? Maybe a little… but right now he really did not like Tyler. His gaze snapped to Vivian, not too concerned about what her condition was right now. Lets go Vivian. he said flatly as someone moved in towards Tyler, no doubt to go dump his unconscious body in the alley out back and make it look like he was the victim of a mugging. If this was Sebastian’s idea of loosening up… Charlie had a feeling all those drugs and alcohol had taken a harder toll on Sebastian than he thought.[/center][/size][/color]