Tawni's Place!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Kyle Spin]

Kyle had stumbled out of bed and gone to his window, watching her asshe walked down tthe street and out of sight. Too tired to even try to catch up with her, he sighed and went back over to te bed. He reached for his phone, hoping she took hers, and sent her a text.

'Going back home already?'

[Tawni Hanson]

Pulling her phone out of her pocket, Tawni read the message and smirked, typing one back. 'No. Hanging w/Crash. Sorry. Didn't think to tell you.' After she hit send, she grinned at Crash. "So...is this the only reason you called me out here? You...wanted to look at the sky? Aw Crash, you big softie." Crash looked at her and scowled. "Like hell. I just wanted to catch up. What's going on?"

She didn't answer him right away, playing with a blade of grass. After a while, she spoke, her voice weak. "I'm terrible."

Crash frowned and looked over at her, confused and then he smirked. "What're you going on about?" Gulping, Tawni shook her head. "I had sex." Crash could feel his heart thudding everywhere and he thought his eyes were glowing red. After a while, he managed to get out, "You WHAT[/b]?!"

[Kyle Spin]

He read the text and rolled his eyes. She would go out at two in teh morning to hang with someone. Yawning, he texted back.

'K. Be safe love.'

He put his phone on the night stand and crashed back down in teh bed. Pulling his covers up over his shoulders, he closed his eyes and quickly went back to sleep.

[Crash Bandicoot]

Pulling out a device that Neil's mom had given him for his fourteenth birthday, a GPS of sorts, Crash managed to find Kyle and started shaking, thinking about how he planned to kill him. Maybe his gun...or maybe he'd just beat the shit out of him. Maybe he'd do something a little more devious...

Either way, he stole the key from Tawni to his place and slammed the door open, just glaring at Kyle once he found him, breathing heavily and shaking.

[Kyle Spin]

Kyle's eyes snapped open at teh sudden slamming and jumped out of bed, in only sweat pants. He rubbed at his eyes until he could see clearly and came face to face with Crash. His face was soft with confusion, cocking his head to the side as he tried to think of why Crash was here and why he seemed so worked up.

It hit him. His face fell into a mask of worry as he opened his mouth to speak. "Is Ta-tawni okay?" he asked, knowing she had been with him.

[Crash Bandicoot]

"No she's not, you son of a bitch", he growled, the words escaping his mouth before he could stop them. That hadn't been how he planned on starting this conversation but because of the circumstances, didn't want to apologize or take it back. He just kept up with his glare and tried to restrain himself from pulling his gun right then and there. "What the hell's the matter with you?!"

[Kyle Spin]

"What the hell are you talking about?" he questioned, his own anger starting up. Why was this guy being so damn difficult. "Where is Tawni? What the hell did you do to her?!" he yelled back, his fists tightening at his sides.

[Crash Bandicoot]

Crash just glared meanacingly. "I tied her to a railroad track and am planning on letting the train just totally crush her body."

[Kyle Spin]

Kyle stepped forward, grabbing him roughly by the collar and shoving him against his bedroom wall. "Stop fucking around! Where the hell is she and why are you in my house?!"

[Crash Bandicoot]

Crash's fingers began to twitch, a sure sign that he wanted to blow Kyle's little head off his little body but he stiffened to restrain himself. "Why would I do something to Tawni unless I think it's something she deserves? And why do you think I'm in your house, ass-much? I'm not the one who's been fucking around, APPARENTLY!"

[Kyle Spin]

Kyle glared at him as he tried to figure out what he was getting at. Then it clicked. "Oh fuck man, what me and her do is none of your damn business."

[Crash Bandicoot]

He scoffed. "Yeah. I did think that at first, that who cares? It's none of my business. But Tawni's my friend. Who's seven fucking teen, you fucking fuck!!!" Crash aimed a high-kick at Kyle's arm that was holding him against the wall, then went on talking. "She's seventeen! Sorry to kill your stupid little heart but the only reason she did that was because she was an emotional mess!"

[Kyle Spin]

Kyle looked at him in disbelief, his arm throbbing at his side at where he had kicked him. "What do you know?!" he shouted back, tightening his legs so he wouldn't charge at the guy right then and there. "And who gives a shit how old she is? Half the girls her age had sex before they were fifteen!"

[Crash Bandicoot]

"And you really think they had any say in that?! Who in their right mind would have sex before they were fifteen?!" Crash threw Kyle a glare before muttering, "Just so you know, I'm only saying this for your benefit. Maybe I shouldn't have wasted my time. Jeez." He scowled and turned on his heel, walking away.

[Kyle Spin]

"For my benefit?" he repeat in question, glaring at his back asd he walked away. "I don't even see how there's a problem to begin with."

[Crash Bandicoot]

He stopped at the door and rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't" he muttered, slipping out the door and walking away.

[Kyle Spin]

Kyle bit his tongue until he tasted the blood. Cursing out loudly, he slammed the side of his fist against the wall. He repeatedly did so, the wall denting worse and worse with each hit as he got his anger out. Although he rarely tried to show it, Kyle had a temper, expecially when he didn't even know what the problem was.

They had sex. What was the big fucking deal? He loved her and she him. He had every right to love her every way possible. Or at least that's what he thought. Now he wasn't sure.

He continued to let out his steam, shouting any curse that came to mind as he slammed his fist against the wall. There was a crack and it wasn't until the intense pain throbbed through him that he realised it hadn't come from the wall.

Wincing, Kyle withdrew his hand into his chest and held it in the other as his eyes scanned the room. Wrapping it seemed like the only smart idea at the moment. Although he was tempted to hit the wall again, he hurried out of the room and into the kitchen. There, he wrapped his hand in a long cloth he found that was meant for just that.

He was still angry and confused, one of the worst feelings in the world. Not sure what to do with himself, Kyle went over to his window and looked out curiously wonder where Tawni could have gone. She was probably staying with that asshole Crash. Well, Kyle didn't think he was an asshole, he was just confused.

"Fuckin' bullshit," he muttered to himself before turning away from the window.

[Tawni Hanson]

Grinning happily to herself because she'd fought Crash for the key to Kyle's apartment back and won, Tawni opened the door and beamed. "Hey! What's up, Kyle?" But before she could say anything else, she let her eyes narrow into suspicion when she realized that Crash just left from here.

Slowly stepping away from the door, she flicked her eyes to Kyle. "...What happened?"

[Kyle Spin]

Kyle flashing his cold, dark eyes in her direction. "What the fuck do you think just happened," he snapped, biting his tongue instantly. He shouldn't be getting so mad at her, but he couldn't help it. He suddenly felt like he couldn't control himself anymore. "You're pussy ass friend came over to yell in my face about what I do with my girlfriend! Why do you have to go running your big mouth?"

[Tawni Hanson]

Tawni stiffened instantly. This wasn't how she'd planned this whole thing to play out. She worked her mouth, not sure what she wanted to say but then her anger spiked. If he wanted to yell, she could do that too. "Well...maybe I needed to vent about some things and it just spilled out, ok?! We all need to do that every now and again and I guess I should've known that Crash would barge in here and act like an ass but I needed to vent, get it?!"

[Kyle Spin]

((awww nooo, his picture is goneee))

Kyle flexed his jaw a few times before responding, thoughts racing through his mind as he tried to pick the right words to say. "Why can't you vent to me?" he question angrily. "What the hell could possibly be wrong anyway?!"

[Tawni Hanson]

((aw, I don't like this one as much but I still like it...boo, his pic keeps disappearing!!!))

She started to tremble and glared at him. "Ok, you want me to vent to you?! I can do that. Maybe running away from home wasn't such a good idea and maybe the whole sex thing wasn't what I really wanted and maybe I just need to..." Tawni stiffened and screamed a little.

[Kyle Spin]

((i know! it's freakin stupid!))

"Need to what?" he repeated, expecting her to continue. "What else about me was such a bad idea?!"

[Tawni Hanson]

"I never said you were a bad idea!!! God damn quit screwing my words around, Kyle!" She shrieked, burying her hands in her hair.

[Kyle Spin]

"Oh really?" He crossed his arms tightly over his chest, winching some at the pressure put on his hand. "It sure seems that way. Apparently everything you do with me is a bad idea!"

[Tawni Hanson]

"Oh is that what you think?" she snapped icily. "Y'know maybe everything I do with you is a bad idea. Who the hell ever said I wanted to run away from home or have sex or do any of the other things we did?!" By now, her mind was going haywire in a confusing blur. She didn't know what she was saying but she felt...scared. Really scared.

[Kyle Spin]

Kyle's muscles tensed uncomfortably under his hot skin, his eyes only growing colder. "God damnit! Stop blaming me for everything!" he shouted in rage, rushing over to her.

He knocked over anything in his path, including a lamp and a mirror hanging from the wall. As it shattered on the ground, Kyle reached out and grabbed her roughly with his good hand. "How the fuck was I supposed to know you didn't want this?! You never said anything!"

[Tawni Hanson]

Tawni felt her stomach drop in fear when he he grabbed her. She stiffened and glared into his eyes, words just spilling out of her mouth. "I never said you were supposed to know, I just...get off me!" she snapped, prying at his hand.

[Kyle Spin]

This only made him grip her tighter as he pulled her close to his chest. "Stop screwing with my head," he growled. He tried to make sense of what he was doing, what she was saying. Perhaps the anger was blocking out anything that did make sense.

Even worse, he couldn't control what was coming out of his mouth. "You're just like every other fucking girl on this damned world. Dramatic, troublesome, and oh so damn selfish."

[Tawni Hanson]

She winced in pain from the grip he had on her and had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming out loud but even in her head, the sound terrified her. She'd never liked the sound of her own scream. It sounded insane, like it wasn't possible for it to come out of her mouth. "If I'm so like every other girl in this world, what the hell did you see in me?! And like you're one to talk! You put every sterryotypical boy to shame, Mr. Sex-Starved Asshole."

She started hitting and kicking him when his grip started to become unbearable.