He Will Be Loved

Closest anyone came was Levi, sitting and wrapping his arm around Kevin's waist. Kevin didnt bother with him until Levi's lips found his neck and started sucking.
Kevin had a miller light bottle in his hand which he brought down hard on Levi's head, the bottle cracking and shattering as Kevin stood wiping his neck.
"RETARDED FUCKING BITCH! IM MARRIED!!"

Chris burst into hysterics as he stepped up to Kevin, sitting down beside him after nudging LEvi off the seat.

Kevin huffed, ordering another drink as he tried to cool off.
"Fucking, stupid as....."

"That guy would be dead if Rick had been here." Chris shook his head, ordering his third drink of the night. It took a good bit to get him drunk.

"Rick, don't talk to me about him. Im not happy with him either. He needs to fucking find a new bitch to fuck and leave me the hell alone."

"Kevin... you tell hmi that shit. I ain't a messanger." He chugged a fourth and fifth drink. He'd been avoiding getting drunk and it wasn't like there was a real problem at home or anything...

"I didn't ask you to be damnit. Go fuck that red neck bastard your with, damn man sounds more southern then fog horn leg horn." Kevin scoffed.

"Don't fuck with my cowboy." Chris snapped.

"Your cowboy is just some hick Chris. I hear he was a fuckingn bastard when he was alive, stupid..."
He was a mean drunk.

"Insult him one more time and I will fucking punch you." Chris warned.

Kevin paused.
"Country bitch got his dick chopped off? what did they do? Cut him in half? Country dick..."
He made no sense when Drunk either.

"YOu sound like a tard." He grumbled. "NExt COHERENT insult and imma punch you."

"ITS FUNNY THEY CUT HIS DICK OFF AND SHIOVEDED ET INTA HID MOUT!" Kevin slurred.

"You're a stupid cunt." He slurred, downing another glass. "And you drink like a pussy."

"You are a pussy." Kevin shot back, ordering a shot this time and downing it.

"You're drinking shots and girly drinks." He rolled his eyes. "Pussy." He repeated.

Kevin looked at him.
"Well your with a southern fuck face who gets murdered by some weird kids. HE is a pussy and YOUR his bitch."

"Shut the fuck up." He hissed, slapping Kevin.

Kevin splashed his drink in Chris's face.
"You know its true ya cow herding whore!"

"You shut your fucking mouth." He growled, pushing his chest.

Kevin shoved him back.
"Fuck you!! Go fuck your traumatized fucking lover."

"You say one more word about Dustin and I'll fucking murder your ass!"

"DUSTIN SCREAMED LIKE A PUSSY WHILE HE DIED!!" Kevin hollered, giggling drunkenly.

Chris broke a bottle, bashing it over his head.

Kevin whined, falling to the flood, his hands coming up to his head. He whimpered as he felt warm blood oozing from the gash Chris had put there.