[Kenneth] Start a revolution

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan goared at him brokenly. "I finally did just that and it got me pinned to my bunk by my frontman who's acting no better than my brother," He spat, shaking as he watched him go. He rubbed at his aching wrists, beyond terrified and violated. But he scrambled down the bunk, gasping as he missed a step and slipped, collapsing on the floor. Tears falling down his cheeks, he crawled over to Kenneth, staring at him brokenly.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth reached for him as he fell, biting his lip. His shirt was off and in his lap, soaked with blood despite being his favorite shirt. Blood caked his chest and was smeared across his face from trying to wipe it clean. "You okay? You didn't hurt yourself, did you?" He asked, gently touching his cheek.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan shook his head, flinching away at the touch. His nerves were too high, and when he realized who he had just pulled away from, he began to cry, dropping his face into a hand in shame as he leaned breathlessly against the wall.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth started crying all over again as Jordan pulled away. In a split second, his entire world had fallen apart, leaving him confused and depressed. 'No one can let me be happy..' He thought, crying harder as he threw his shirt down, walking off the bus with his hand over his nose and mouth so no one could see him.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan sobbed as he watched him go. He scrambled up, screaming curses at Knox. "This is you're fault! You say you're tired of seeing him hurt and you fucking cause this!" He jerked a finger at the door, tears streaming down his face. "I hate you Za-" He realized the slip of the name and stopped short, jaw trembling as he stared at Knox brokenly.

[knoxville script holt]

Knox looked up from fixing the string on his pants, raising an indifferent eyebrow. "You see how it feels now? You never see this part of Kenneth. You never see what really happened for the last few years when he was in love with you. What you're doing is fucking selfish, Jordan. You're worried about medicating yourself and fuck the expense on everyone else. Do you see it now? YOUR problem's been tearing HIM apart. All because he can't find a way to help you, and you don't want to do anything but get numb. If you have a problem, come out and say it so we can get you help. Because no one else is gonna get better unless you do."

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan sniffed softly. He just shook his head. "All you did is make things worse Knox, you'll see. And you'll fucking regret it too. Fine, check me every time, strip my pockets. I could give a fuck less anymore." He spun to head out the door, shoving past a confused Angel as he did so and scampered off to try and find Kenneth, sneaking past fans as best he could.

[knoxville script holt]

"I already regret it. I have to deal with you two tangoing around each other like you're a couple fucking strangers." He muttered, walking back to the sofa to get his bottle of water and sit down to finish his movie.

Kenneth, meanwhile, was hiding behind a tree, washing his face, chest, and broken nose carefully with a stage rag and a bottle of water.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Angel walked in, eyeing the blood on the floor and the things that had been thrown around, and shrugged.

Jordan looked around desperately, jaw trembling as he rubbed at bruising wrists and sniffed softly. He didn't feel good and just wanted to see Kenneth and make sure he was okay. He stumbled, falling to his knees with an agitated cry. It was a fan who found him, however.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth finally came out from his hiding spot behind the tree, much cleaner but not quite as pretty as he had been. Horrible bruises were forming under his eyes and over his nose, which wasn't as straight as it should have been. He started slowly back towards the bus, his head down as he walked.

[jordan marcus ballard]

The girl was in her young teens, probably, and gave him a water despite him insisting he was okay. He sat quiet as she sat with him, not uttering a word. When he was sure he could breath and walk without shaking too badly, he thanked her and gave her a tight hug and one of his guitar picks since she'd mentioned wanting to learn like him. He sighed shakily as he walked off, keeping his head down and slinking back towards the bus.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth reached the bus about the same time as Jordan, holding the door open for him. He didn't dare try and reach out to hold him, just looked up at Knox on the sofa. "Nice face. You got a little something on your-" Knox gestured to his entire face and Kenneth rolled his eyes.

"Well no wonder. You broke my nose. Thanks, by the way. I didn't like it straight anyways." Kenneth muttered, walking to the kitchen.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan swallowed as Kenneth walked away. He moved back to his bunk and dragged his comforter up with him, wrapping it tight as he laid his head on the mattress and stared blankely at the opposite wall.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth fixed the puppy a bottle before he walked to his bunk. He climbed in, laying down next to it. Once the bottle was tucked away, he pulled the blankets up over him and the puppy and closed the curtain. "Go to sleep, little puppy.." He said, gently rubbing her back.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Since Jordan couldn't curl up next to Kenneth, he listened to his voice, tears fallinf down his cheeks as he stared at the wall. He couldn't bring himself to sleep, just holding tightly to his blankets.