It had been a week since Lady Moira had arrived.  Justin had stayed in his room all the time making sure that Brian got enough to eat and that his bandages were changed. He hated it each time that Cam came into the room.

“What are you doing?” Justin asked.

“Sitting up,” Brian told him. 

“You can’t get up,” Justin said. “You’re injured.”

“I’m fine,” Brian hissed.  He was tired of being cooped in the room.

Justin sighed.  “I’m going to get James.”

“Justin!” Brian hissed.

Justin stopped in his tracks and turned around.  “What?”

“Come here,” Brian told him extending his hand.

Justin swallowed and walked slowly to the man.  He crawled in the bed and sat close to Brian.  Brian put his arm around the blond.  

“Thanks for staying here with me,” Brian muttered.

“Where else would I go?” Justin asked.  

Brian smirked.

“Who the fuck is Cam?” Justin asked trying to hide his anger.

Brian arched a brow.  “Cam is an old friend.”

Justin was seething.  “I see,” he said dryly.

Brian licked his lips.  “Come on let’s go outside.  I want to know what’s going on.” 

Justin and Brian went outside.  Brian asked around for his men and was grateful that they were okay.  Apparently Boris and Franck had gotten hurt but it was nothing serious.  

“We got them,” Cam said.  “Come with me, Brian.”

Brian walked with the man.  Justin followed feeling the anger rising in him.

“Do you want him to come inside?” Cam asked looking back at Justin. 

Brian looked at Justin and nodded his permission.  When they went inside the room it was to find a guy in the bed tied up.  Justin frowned and wished he could help the guy.

“Cody,” Brian spat out. 

“We trapped him,” Cam said.

“He’s bleeding,” Justin pointed out.

“How smart of you to see that,” Cam said sarcastically.  “You must be very bright.”

“Don’t patronize me,” Justin hissed.

“He knows the big words too,” Cam said joking.

Brian narrowed his eyes at Cam but forgot about it quick when his mind reminded him that Cody was there.  “Let’s have some fun.”

Justin frowned.  “What are you going to do?”

Cam pulled out a knife.  “You’re not acting so smart now.”

Justin felt like the air was non existent when Brian grabbed the knife.  

“You could go if you want to,” Cam said.

Justin shook his head, too stunned to utter a word.  It was like watching a car crash before your eyes.  You knew it would be horrible but you couldn’t turn away.  

“You think you were so clever,” Brian drawled as he put the tip of his knife very close to Cody’s left eye.

Justin swallowed as he felt the cold hit him.  He was afraid.  Brian swung the knife and Cody closed his eyes.

“Cody,” Brian said and laughed.  “Open you eyes.”

Cody opened his eyes slowly.  Then he groaned when Brian cut him right under it.

Justin bit his lower lip and looked away from the men.  Cody was already covered in blood from head to toe.  Justin looked at Cam that who smirking and he hated him.  How he could look directly at what Brian was doing without having his stomach turn, Justin asked himself.

“Let me help you with that,” Brian said taking the gag away from Cody.

Justin needed to get out of there.

“Stop!” Cody yelled when Brian started cutting him on the chest.

Justin wanted to run away but for some reason he was stuck to the floor. 

“You fuck,” Brian spat out.  “I loved that ship.  And you came after me trying to kill me!”

Cody started laughing.  “Fuck you.”

Brian stabbed them man in the shoulder and twisted the knife.

Justin shook his head.  “I’m leaving,” he said to no one in particular and he did. 

Justin went back to their chambers.  He wanted to erase his memory of the things he had seen.  He wanted to stop hearing Cody’s screams in his head.  He stayed in the room for what felt like hours and hours.  When Brian finally came back to the room Justin was on the edge of insanity. 

“Did you kill him?” Justin asked not sure why.

“Do you want to know?” Brian asked.  He sat down and groaned as he moved his arm to reach for the blond.  

“Yes,” Justin replied.

“I did,” Brian told him.

Justin gasped.  “What?”

“He wanted to kill all of us, Justin,” Brian said.  “You, me, my men,” he told him.  “He would have killed your friends too.”

“But...” Justin tried to say something.

“But what?” Brian asked.

Justin shook his head.  “Did you have to torture him?  Couldn’t you just kill him...fast?”

Brian licked his lips.  “This is how things are,” he announced.  “Maybe I wanted to make him suffer.”

“They don’t have to be,” Justin replied.

“You’re so naïve,” Brian informed him. 

“I’m not,” Justin disagreed.  “That’s just not right, Brian.”

“Deal with it,” Brian said.  “This is the way I am.  This is the world that I live in and that you’re now a part of.  And don’t you ever forget it.  If you forget, if you let your guard down for a second your as good as dead.”

Justin looked inside Brian’s eyes and what he saw terrified him.  The man was stained with malevolence in his heart.  But that didn’t stop Justin from being in love with him.  He closed his eyes and tried to keep his up charade.  He had to hate Brian so he would want to get away from the man.  He had to go back home and forget that Brian ever existed.

***

Justin was trying to concentrate on the pictures that Brian had given him.  There were many different yachts in it and Brian told him to pick something.  The brunet had said it had to be big and fast and elegant and many other adjectives.  

“What are you doing?” Kyle asked.

Justin shrugged and ignored the man. 

“How old are you?” Kyle asked him.

“It’s none of your business,” Justin replied.  

“You’re being awfully rude,” Kyle told him as he put a hand on Justin’s thigh.

Justin frowned and quickly got up. 

“Where are you going?” Kyle asked as he got up. “You certainly don’t know the rules.”

“Fuck off,” Justin hissed when the man grabbed him by the wrists.

“We’re going to have so much fun,” Kyle said in Justin’s ear.

“Let go of me!” Justin hissed.

Kyle laughed and pushed him against the wall.  “So aggressive.”

“What’s going on here?” Cam asked.

Kyle looked back and smiled.  “I’m having fun.”

“Good,” Cam smiled.  “Let’s see what Brian likes so much about him.”

“No!” Justin hissed and kicked Kyle in the balls.  

Kyle grunted and fell back.  Justin was about to leave when Cam grabbed him by the arm.  Justin tried to fight him but the man was bigger and the tactic he used with Kyle didn’t work because the man saw it coming.

“Ahh!” Cam yelled when a small, silver arrow went through his cheek. 

“Oops,” Ethan said smirking as he lowered the automatic bow he had.  “That was me, my bad.”

Cam fell on the floor screaming in agony.  Justin pulled back shocked out of his mind.  You would think that after all the blood he saw he would be used to it by now but that wasn’t the case.  

“Fuck,” Kyle said.  “I’ll get someone.”

Justin looked at Ethan who was arching a brow.  An expression similar to Brian’s and it didn’t go unnoticed by Justin.  

“Come on,” Ethan said grabbing Justin’s hand.  “Let’s get out of here.”

Justin and Ethan walked away and towards the deck.

“Why did you help me?” Justin asked.  His mind went back to Cam’s who they had left on the floor.  He wanted to care but he was actually glad.

Ethan looked at Justin and smiled.  He caressed the blond’s face.  Justin pulled away and narrowed his eyes at the man.

“Give me a kiss,” Ethan told him.

“I won’t,” Justin hissed.

“You keep being so stubborn,” Ethan said.

“I don’t like you,” Justin told him.

“No,” Ethan drawled.  “You like Brian.”

Justin started pouting.  “I don’t.”

“Right,” Ethan said.  “Everyone always likes Brian the best.”

Justin sighed as he looked at Ethan.

“I don’t know what the hell you see in him,” Ethan spat out.  “He’s an asshole.  He’s always been alone and doesn’t love anyone.”

Justin didn’t want to hear that.  “When did you guys get here?”

“A few minutes ago,” Ethan said.  “Looks like you have everything under control.”

“Yeah,” Justin muttered.

“Justin,” Brian said as he walked to his brother and the blond.

“I’m not doing anything,” Ethan said and pointed at Brian with his bow.  He laughed and walked away.

“He’s insane,” Justin said very serious.

“I know,” Brian replied.  “Are you okay?  Did he do anything to you?”

Justin shook his head.  “I’m going to sleep.”

Brian nodded and followed him knowing that the blond was keeping something from him.  He would let Justin tell him when he was ready.  But if Ethan had touched him Brian wouldn’t hesitate to kill his brother.  

***

Brian and Justin were walking down the corridor when Cam came face to face with them.  

“What the fuck happened to your face?” Brian asked.

Cam glared at Justin.  “He happened.”

Brian looked at Justin.

“It wasn’t me,” Justin hissed.  “Ethan did it.”

“What?” Brian asked.

“Cam and Kyle were trying to rape me,” Justin hissed.  “And Ethan actually helped me out.”

“Ethan helped you?” Brian asked taken aback.

Cam rolled his eyes.  “Brian would have let me have you.  Right, love?  It would be like the good old days.  Sadly but true, Justin, you’re nothing but a whore.”

Brian didn’t think it twice as he punched Cam knocking the man to the floor.

“Fuck!” Cam hissed in pain as Brian had hit him on his injured side

“Brian,” Fred yelled.  “What the hell are you doing?” 

Brian was pissed beyond belief.  

Cam got up slowly.  “You know the rules, Brian.  You have to share.”

“He’s right Brian,” Fred drawled.  She had never liked the brunet.  

“Yeah,” Brian agreed.  “Except, Justin’s mine.  I bought him with my own money.  So you both can fuck off.”

Justin had never been so grateful in his life.  Brian grabbed Justin’s hand and left back to their room.

“You were with that idiot?” Justin asked.

Brian grunted as they entered the room.

“How long are we going to be stuck here?” Justin asked.

“I don’t know,” Brian said pinching the bridge of his nose.  “We’ll go stay with Jack.”

Justin shrugged.  He preferred to be stuck in a ship with Ethan any day of the week than with Cam and Kyle.  

Brian grabbed Justin by the waist and pulled him close.  “Jus, are you okay?”

“What are you doing?” Justin asked startled.

“What do you mean?” Brian asked.

“After what you did,” Justin whispered and looked away.

“What did I fucking do?” Brian asked confused.  

“You know,” Justin hissed.

“No,” Brian replied.

“I hate you!” Justin hissed as he pulled back.  “You took me like if I was nothing, a simple whore or a fucking prostitute!”

“I’m sorry,” Brian told him.  “I didn’t know you felt like that.”

“Ah,” Justin yelled and started punching Brian’s chest.

“Fuck!” Brian hissed as the blond punched him on his injured shoulder.  He recoiled from the blond when the pain assaulted him.

Justin had tears in his eyes.  “You raped me!”

Brian grabbed him by the neck.  “I did not rape you!” Brian hissed.  “You wanted me.”

“It’s not true,” Justin told him.

“It is!” Brian hissed.  “You didn’t say no and you didn’t stop me.  You didn’t pull away from me, Justin.  You liked every bit of it.  You just can’t accept that you do.  You pushed against me wanting to cum.  I did fuck you hard and fast and you loved it.  It was raw, passionate and painful and you can’t accept that you like it, you loved it, you want more...and of all people you want it with me.”

“I don’t want to hear it!” Justin hissed.

“You don’t want to accept that you want me,” Brian said and licked Justin’s neck.  He had known that Justin had been acting weird with him and now he knew why.

“No,” Justin said weakly. “I don’t.”

“What was it Justin?” Brian asked letting his breath hit Justin’s neck.  “Was it fucking for a while until one day you woke up and realized it was more?”

Justin shook his head and bit his lower lip.

“You realized that you want me,” Brian murmured.  “Fucking you hard or gentle, fast or slow,” he whispered.  “You always want me to take you.”

“No,” Justin forced himself to say.  “It’s not true.”

Brian pulled away.  “Fine.”

Justin frowned when Brian pulled away.  “Where are you going?”

“To find someone that does,” Brian told him and walked to the door. 

Justin yelled as he hit the dresser.  Then he went after Brian.  He grabbed the man’s arm and made him stop.  Brian turned around with an arched brow. 

“You...you were the one that was mad because I said I love Chance,” Justin spat out.  “And that’s why you did what you did.”

“No,” Brian hissed he pushed Justin against the wall.  “You said that to make me angry.  You wanted me to take you and show you I care.”

“I didn’t know you were there,” Justin told him.

“Liar,” Brian said.  “You squared your shoulders.  You do that each time I walk into a room.  You can feel me.  We have a connection you can’t deny.  Hell, I wish I could, it would make my life a whole lot easier.  But I wanted you and never lied to you.  You want me Justin.  Your friends know it.  The crew knows it.  Your body knows it.”

Justin closed his eyes.  He gasped when he felt Brian’s hard cock pushing against him.  He pushed his head up and his lips found Brian’s.

“Tell me the truth,” Brian whispered to the blond.

“I can’t love you,” Justin told him.  “You’re an atrocious man.”

Brian pulled away from Justin.  He frowned not liking what Justin had said.  The words the blond used hit too close to home.  He remembered what it was like hearing that from his mother everyday; how no one would love him because of it.  Brian shook his head and quickly left Justin alone in the hall.

Justin gasped and a tear made it out.  “I shouldn’t love you,” he whispered.  “But I do,” he said to the empty room.

***

“And then they were laughing with each other,” Daphne said.

Emmett rolled his eyes and sighed.  

Justin frowned as he looked at one of his best friends.  “So, are you telling me that you’re jealous of Fred?”

“I didn’t say that,” Daphne shrieked.

“Okay,” Justin said very slowly.

“You’re surely acting like it,” Emmett pointed out.

“Hello,” Jack said as he walked over to them. “I need to talk to you.”

Daphne and Emmett looked at Justin.  Justin swallowed and started thinking the worst.

“Out you two,” Jack spat out.

Daphne and Emmett got up quickly then they left.

“Justin,” Jack drawled as he sat down.  

“Right,” Justin muttered.

“Ever since you got on this boat and even the first time I met you, I knew there was something different about you,” Jack told him.

Justin stayed quiet.

“The way Brian kept insisting that he had things under control,” Jack related.  “He didn’t want to get rid of you.”

“So?” Justin asked a bit scared.

“What’s been going on with you and my son?” Jack asked.

“What do you mean?” Justin asked.

Jack arched a brow.  “My son looks like he’s fucking dead.”

Justin bit his lower lip.  

“What the fuck did you do to him?” Jack asked.

“Why does it have to be me?” Justin asked.  “Anything could be going on with him.”

“But it’s not anything else,” Jack told him.  “I don’t care what the fuck you have to do but fix this.  I want him to be like his old self.  Are you listening to me?  I’ll fucking kill you if you don’t.”

Justin nodded slowly.  His heart was about to jump out of his body.  He was truly scared.

“Now, you can go,” Jack dismissed him.

Justin frowned and got up.  He didn’t like the way Jack had treated him.  They were a bunch of bandits what else could he expect from them.  He sighed and started thinking about Brian.  It didn’t matter who Brian really was, the brunet had always treated him better than anyone.  

When he reached the room Brian was sitting reading a book.  Justin cleared his throat but Brian kept on reading.  Justin sighed and rolled his eyes, he hated the silent treatment. 

“Brian,” Justin said.

Brian arched a brow at the blond.

“Can I talk to you?” Justin asked.

Brian closed the book and threw his long legs over the edge so that he was sitting facing Justin.  He put the book in the night table and waited.

“Are you mad at me?” Justin asked.

“Would you care?” Brian answered with a question.

Justin cleared his throat again.  “Yeah.”

“Why?” Brian asked.

Justin frowned and decided to be honest, “Because...it doesn’t feel good when you’re mad at me.”

“Are you scared of me, Jus?” Brian asked smirking.

Justin narrowed his eyes at Brian.  “I was.”

“When you first saw me?” Brian asked.

Justin shook his head.  “When you kissed me,” he answered.  “Ever since then until...now.”

“What’s so different about now?” Brian asked getting up and walking closer to Justin.

Justin stayed where he was but he was looking away.  “Now...I feel safe with you.”

Brian caressed Justin’s face.  “Is that so?  With an atrocious man like myself?”

“I said that because I was mad,” Justin confessed.

“I see,” Brian drawled.  “And why were you?”

“I hated myself,” Justin said.  “And I wanted to blame you.”

Brian looked at the blond frowning.  “What?”

“You were right.  I want more,” Justin told him as a tear made it out.  “I loved the way you took me.  My knees were so week and my heart was going so fast.  And when you were behind me I felt protected even though I was a bit scared.  And I felt like I always wanted that...you, protecting me.”

Brian cleaned Justin’s tears with light touches by his fingertips.

“And when it was over, all I could think was how...how Chance was waiting for me and there I was already forgetting all about him.  And I wanted you.  My dreams were filled with images of you and I felt so horrible.  So I started blaming you,” Justin told him. “I pretended like I didn’t want it, like you were the problem and not me.  I’m such an awful person.”

Brian sighed and hugged the blond in his arms.  “So, you really weren’t mad at me?”

Justin bit his lower lip.  “Yes, the one time you screamed at me I was fucking pissed at you.”

Brian arched a brow.  “I can order you around you know.”

Justin looked up at Brian.  “I like to think that I mean more to you than just another slave.”

Brian smiled at that.  “Keep thinking that.  You can’t go wrong.”

Justin eyes shone with happiness.  Brian caressed Justin’s cheek and bend down to kiss him.  His tongue pushed inside the warm cavern.

“Brian,” Justin said when he pulled back.

“What?”  Brian asked as he started squeezing Justin’s ass.

“I’m hungry,” Justin told him.

Brian rolled his eyes.  “I hate it when you starve yourself because you’re mad.  It interferes with the making up part.”

Justin chuckled.

“Now come here,” Brian said grabbing Justin his arms.  “You can eat later, trust me you won’t die.”

Justin licked his lips pushing his hunger away and replacing it with another insatiable hunger.  He had more important things to do like getting acquainted with Brian’s body again.