He's hurting!

No matter how much they feared for the morning it still came and even though they would rather stay in bed but, the bodies are of mortals. They got hungry.

"How are you, love?" Asked Philip as he kissed Jake on the check sweetly.

"And the bitch talks!" Squealed Jake as he pinned Philip to the bed and started to kiss the life out of him. This time, it wasn't anything drastic so, Jake was grateful for that.

"Girl you are drooling on me! And your morning breath stinks like hell. Is that fucking fish I'm smelling on you?" Complained Philip just for the sake of it. He missed Jake. He missed their sleepovers and with how much she was used to a warm body pinning him down for a morning kiss? Jake was perfect that morning!.

"Gurl, I need some booze in my system for my migraine!" Said Jake as he jumped off the bed in search of his briefs and when he found them, he tossed Philip's his, "In mood for anything?"

"I'll pass. I'll just order in our breakfast" Replied Philip as he wore his boxer.

"Don't try me!" Said Jake with a shock gasp before he continued with a shrug, "First, I'll be the one making breakfast here_"

"You? Kitchen? Is that Tristan?" Interrupted Philip double taking Jake who flipped him off.

"Bitch, you don't know shit about me, don't act otherwise" Said Jake with a scoff.

"It hasn't even been a week apart. What else changed with you?" Asked Philip interested.

"I fell in love, obviously" Replied Jake with a sad sigh.

"Aren't we both?" Questioned Philip with a laugh, "So, how's your love life?"

"Dead. And you?" Asked Jake once they arrived at the kitchen which looked like it wasn't used in ages.

"I'm mourning" Replied Philip as a good comrade, "Need any help over there?"

"There were supposed to be glasses in here" Muttered Jake as he opened all the cabinets only to find in one, "You sure you don't want a glass?"

"I'm sure. I quit" Replied Philip proudly.

"Just like that?" Asked Jake unconvinced as he stopped mixed his drink to look at him. Philip was the biggest drunk if there was a competition, drinking through all meals and now she quit? Does Aiden has a magic gold dick, or what?

"So, what now?" Asked Philip when the attention on him felt too much.

"That's when I came up with that business proposal, I ran by you the other day" Said Jake taking a swig of the whiskey bottle. That shit burns like hell!

"Are we really ready for that?" Asked Philip unsure. He hates rules and schedules and a business is all about those plus, some human interactions but, for Jake? He can at least do his best.

"I don't think so but, I need the money and something to keep me busy. I'm going insane here, Philip" Replied Jake nervously, unsure of the mission, "I'm broke and old, two things I never was before"

"Let's just do this like how we do everything in our lives" Said Philip as an encouragement for both of them. Jake was starting to panic and there was only space for one crazy person in that house and it was him.

"Blindly?" Asked Jake for assurance but, when Philip smiled knowingly they couldn't stop the laughter that broke out. They were crazy and they knew it.

That morning was as perfect as any other with an exception of Aiden's presence.

Philip tried to focus on moving on and rebuilding himself but, the thought of Aiden in pain was killing him.

How did he sleep last night? Was his heart moving on as he was? Was his heart breaking as him at the thought of him? or was he out there searching for him by nook and crooks as he was hoping?

"How about the decorations?" Asked Jake getting him off his head with their office ideas. He was driven, which was a good thing.

"What are your choices?" Asked Philip helpfully.

"I'm going for an intimate darkness vision here, get it?" Asked Jake imploring Philip to have his vision.

"And that's not vague at all" Muttered Philip making Jake chuckle.

"Bitch, I missed you like this" Said Jake hugging Philip tightly. Philip was a breath of fresh air to him.

"You mean my money?" Asked Philip sarcastically.

"Honey, let me rephrase your sentence better... Its our money" Clarified Jake giggling at the fact they were already waiting on more than a million worth of materials.

"Did you know?" Started off Philip looking blankly at the TV, "Aiden introduced me to his family"

"That's too soon. Am I the only who thinks so? Are you okay?" Asked Jake in concern.

"I actually loved it" Said Philip as he remembered the adventures of the day, "I hate that I let him go, you know?"

"Uhm, I think you are the one who got away, honey" Said Jake looking intently at his phone.

"Classic Philip move" Agreed Philip with a chuckle but, Jake wasn't with him on that joke.

"He literally turned berserk after you disappeared. He was arrested last night" Said Jake surprised and down to earth scared.

"Arrested? Aiden?" Asked Philip confused at the texts on Jake's phone.

"Gurl, I know I love outlaws but, this man? He's obsessed with you and that's borderline creepy" Said Jake cautiously. He hate brutes.

"Why was he arrested? Is he okay? Nobody bailed him out? Which station is he in?" Asked Philip all worked up. Just the thought of Aiden going through hardship, was killing cells in him.

"Darling you don't have any cash on you and plus, it was Stanley who called the police on him" Excused Jake who wanted nothing else than to make Aiden rot in there away from his friend.

"That motherfucking, cock sucking, pedophilic gay slutting dog!" Cussed Philip shocking Jake. So, Aiden was that much thing of importance.

"He destroyed his house, baby!" Said Jake before showing him the video. It was hell, if the devil decided to unleash his wrath.

Aiden was past his reasoning point, he wasn't seeing straight. Philip ached for the sight but, there was something primal inside of him that felt important. He felt needed and worshipped.

After only one question to Stanley on Philip's whereabouts and Stanley replying bullshit. Hell was upon him.

Aiden threw the first punch much to Philip's shock and when he saw the man down? He went through his house terrifyingly.

Aiden was so feral like a bull. Nobody was able to hold him down not even Grayson! Philip saw fear in Grayson's eyes. Was that the sign of his future?.

Was Aiden looking for him to settle scores? How much did Grayson snitched? Should he even go to him?

"He's hurting!" Shouted Philip in fear when he saw three police officers jumping on him before a medic drained a syringe in him.

"That's what you took from the video?" Asked Jake speechless at his friend, "Are you sure you are safe with him? Blink once if you signed an NDA? Are you a masochistic person?"

"Go bail him out!" Demanded Philip nervously. He can't go to him.

"And attend your funeral? No can do, thank you, next bitch" Replied Jake adamantly.

"Then, I'm going!" Decided Philip as he stood.

"Then wait for me! If he wants to kill you? He has to get through me first!" Declared Jake boldly before turning down in a whisper, "What exactly did you do to him?"