PURITY

𝘾𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚

(Shawn's point of view)

I tap my fingers against the table as I check the clock.
The fact that Joey was so angry amuses me. He's got such a fiery spirit.

The clock ticks by as I decided to get up and go check on him.
Jim put him in the guest bedroom instead of my room so that he could get some rest. He kept falling in and out of consciousness which was also quite funny to me, I didn't hit him that hard and I definitely didn't tie him up as tight as he thinks.

If he had just given up and not struggled as much then his wrists and ankles wouldn't have adopted that lovely shade of bluish purple.

I stand up and set my coffee down on the table, beginning to walk towards the stairs before I hear someone call after me.

"You better not hurt him again! I swear Shawn, you've already taken this too far," Jim yells over at me.

I sigh as I run my fingers through my hair. I love Jim, he's a really good friend and I hate that he's been mad at me.

"I won't hurt him. I'm going to go through my first aid kit and see if I can find anything that will speed up the recovery process," I tell him.

Jim nods and relaxes a little.

I walk slowly up the stairs, dragging my hands along the railing as I think. At this rate Joey would be an idiot to say yes to becoming our drummer so I guess I'll have to be a little nicer to him. His eyes were filled with poison and hatred when he looked at me earlier and as amusing as it was, it can't become a regular thing if I want him to be our drummer.

I walk into my bedroom and enter my closet. I keep a small, more basic first aid kit in the bathroom. The bigger, more advanced one I hide just in case anyone breaks in here, I wouldn't want them finding my poisons.

I get down on my knees and run my hands along the floor, searching for the crease in the carpet. When I find it I pull it up and place the large panel out of my way. I reach down into the hidden hatch and grab onto the handle of the extremely large kit.
I grunt as I pull it up out of the ground.

"Okay," I breath as I set it on the floor in front of me.

I unlock the latches and flick the lid open. I see my bottles of poison and look away from them, we won't be needing those. I dig through and find some healing herbs and some heavy duty bandages as well as some healing ointment, I pull out what I need and then stuff the kit back into the hole in the floor.

I stand up with my things and set them on my bed as I begin walking down stairs. Joey hasn't eaten or drank anything in a while so I open the fridge and pull out a bottle of Gatorade which should have the electrolytes that he's lacking. I pull out some bread and put some meat and lettuce on it making a sandwich for the kid.

I grab both items and walk back towards the stairs. I look over at Jim on my way up and notice him playing something on his guitar. He looks over at me and notices the food. He gives me a slight smile, nodding in approval. I smile back as I walk up the stairs and back into my bedroom.

I set the food down and look at all my supplies. I realize there's one thing missing. I need a tray like table so that way I don't set everything down on the bed beside Joey.

I scratch my head as I think about the last time I saw the small metal table that I used to treat bad injuries or set my tools down on when I dissect dead animals. I realize it's down in the basement and I sigh.

How many times do I have to walk up and down the stairs?

I close the door to my room and hurry down the stairs and around the corner to the second set of stairs that lead to the basement. I open the door and scan the room.