Brian opened the door to the loft and stepped in. He closed it and then started to undo his tie. He saw Justin and Michael on the sofa watching TV. He walked up to them and arched a brow when they turned to look at him. “Hey, Brian,” Michael said. “What’s going on here?” Brian asked. “Michael came by and we started watching movies,” Justin told him. He was more than sure that Brian had called his friend and told him to come to keep an eye on him. He grinned thinking that Brian thought he was so slick. “I brought him breakfast and then stayed pretty much all day,” Michael told him as he got up. “I should go. Ben is probably waiting for me.” “Thanks for stopping by,” Justin told him. Brian went and sat where Michael had been. “So, you spend all day with Michael? What did you guys do?” “Well, we watched cartoons in the morning and then during lunch we went out,” Justin said. “We went to the diner but…” “But what?” Brian asked. If Justin didn’t tell him he would find out from Michael. “I kind of freaked out because this guy came onto me,” Justin told him. “We brought the food with us and finished it here.” Brian nodded. “Are you okay?” “It was stupid, Brian,” Justin told him. “He just wanted to meet me but I couldn’t stand it.” Brian moved closer. “Can you stand me?” Justin laughed a bit. “I guess I can make an exception.” Brian leaned closer and kissed Justin on the lips tentatively. Then he brushed his nose against Justin. “You know you’re so cute,” Justin whispered. Brian shook his head. “I’m not.” “You are,” Justin told him. “Even when you were younger, you were a cute boy.” Brian arched a brow. “What are you talking about?” Justin laughed. “Michael brought some pictures with him of you when you guys were still in high school.” “He didn’t,” Brian said. “I’m going to kill him.” That only seemed to make the blond laugh harder. The brunet started tickling the blond and Justin laughed and tried to fight him off. Brian ended half on top of Justin and when he stopped tickling the smaller man he kissed him. Justin let him but as soon as Brian started touching his sides he pulled back. “Are you hungry? I can make you something.” Brian cleared his throat and shook his head. “No, that’s okay. I had something before I came here.” “Okay,” Justin said. Brian pulled back and sat straight. Justin swallowed and bit his lower lip. He hated those moments more than anything. “Uh, do you want to go out tonight?” Brian asked. Justin shook his head. “I don’t…goddamn it!” Brian looked at the blond and arched a brow. “Justin…” “No, Brian,” Justin said getting up. “We’re not going to sit here and pretend everything is okay. This is so fucked up!” “Justin, it’s okay,” Brian told him. “Is it?” Justin asked angrily. “I know this must be killing you, Brian. You want to fuck and I can’t stand the thought of it.” Brian sighed. “Okay,” he said. Justin crossed his arms. “I’m not going to lie. I get so horny that I think I’m going to explode. And yes, I want to fuck you, Justin,” Brian admitted. “But I’m not a little kid that can’t control himself. I can wait.” “But you shouldn’t have to, Brian,” Justin told him. “Go out tonight and find some guy to…” “Stop it,” Brian told him. “Just stop it.” “I’ll be out of your life soon Brian,” Justin told him. “And…” “What if I want more than that?” Brian asked. Justin opened his mouth and stopped himself. What he was going to say to that, he wondered. He went and sat down again. “Tell me something about you.” “What?” Brian asked. “Tell me something about you,” Justin said. Brian frowned. “When you were little, I don’t know,” Justin explained. Brian thought about it. “There was this one time that I was in my room picking my clothes and putting them in a bag. Then I walked over to Michael’s house and I told him that I was leaving.” “How old were you?” Justin asked. “Like fifteen,” Brian told him. “Michael went to his room and he grabbed some of his things. He said he would go with me and we left.” “What happened?” Justin asked with a little smile. Brian smiled. “I thought that my father was going to find us and beat the crap out of me. Or that Debbie would come after us and tell us to come back and that I could stay with her for a while.” “That’s not what happened,” Justin whispered. Brian shook his head. “It was my mom that came after us. She told me to come home and I felt wanted,” he whispered. Justin caressed Brian’s face. He wondered if Brian had meant it about spending more time together. “You tell me something,” Brian said. Justin smiled and thought about something. “Another birthday suit story,” Brian joked. “Brian!” Justin complained. The brunet laughed and put his arm around Justin’s shoulders. “Okay,” Justin said. “When I was little I used to take the flowers from Mrs. Johnson garden, that was our neighbor, and take them to my mom,” Justin related smiling. “She used to smile so much until one day the realized where all the flowers were coming from.” Brian smiled at that. “She made me apologize to Mrs. Johnson and then I had to help her plant the garden again,” Justin said. “I was so mad at her that I bowed to never give my mom flowers again.” “Did you keep your promise?” Brian asked. “No,” Justin said. “Next year I would just ask permission to grab a few flowers.” Brain laughed. “I like being here with you, Brian,” Justin told him. “And that scares me.” “Why?” Brian asked. “You know why,” Justin told him. Brian sighed. “I wish we have met differently.” “Yeah,” Justin said and got up. “I’m going to take a shower and then we can go out.” “We don’t have to,” Brian told him. “I want to,” Justin assured him. Brian nodded and threw his head back. He wondered what had made him tell Justin that he wanted more time. He closed his eyes and he knew he did. The brunet hoped that he and Justin would be okay eventually. All he wanted was for Justin to be his old self again. *** “Hey guys,” Michael said. “Hey,” Brian said as his arm was secured around Justin’s waist. He wasn’t letting anyone come close to the blond. “Do you guys want something to drink?” Ben asked. “Sure,” Brian told him. Justin turned his head and looked around. He seemed to want to disappear into Brian’s body. “Are you okay?” Brian asked close to Justin’s ear. “Yeah,” Justin responded. “Here we go,” Ben said giving Brian and Justin each a beer. “Thanks,” Justin said. “So how are things?” Ben asked. “Good,” Justin said. “I started working and it’s getting better each day.” “That’s good to hear,” Ben informed him taking a sip from his bottle. “We’re going to redo the gallery, so that’s going to be fun,” Justin informed Michael and Ben. Brian smiled. “Yeah, Sunshine here is going wild with the designs,” the brunet told them. He really was proud of the blond and still so amazed by the blond’s talent. “I’m not,” Justin told them laughing. Slowly Justin started talking with the guys and he relaxed a bit. Then Emmett and Ted came and they were having a good time. What Brian didn’t notice right away was that Justin kept drinking like the world was going to end. He kept accepting drinks from everyone and when no one would offer he would go and buy one. “Is he okay?” Michael asked. Brian shrugged and went over to the blond. “Justin…” “Brain,” Justin said just as he had finished a shot of tequila. “Want to dance?” “Are you sure?” Brian asked. “Of course,” the blond said taking the man by the hand and leading him to the dance floor of Babylon. Brian let Justin move all around him. He was happy that Justin was having fun and then things turned into so much more. Justin started by grabbing his ass and crushing their bodies together. The blond started rubbing up and down on him and he closed his eyes as his cock reacted. “Justin,” Brian groaned. “Let’s stop this.” “I don’t want to stop it,” Justin said and kissed Brian’s neck. “I want to keep feeling you all around me.” Brian gripped Justin’s hips and it took a lot from him but he pushed Justin’s back. “You’re drunk.” Justin only laughed as he shook his head. “I’m okay, Brian.” Brian sighed. “We should go.” “I don’t want to,” Justin assured him and went to the bar. He asked for another shot and afterwards a beer. Brian was watching him not sure what to do. “You have to do something,” Emmett said. “He’s out of control.” “No shit,” Brian spat out. “Brian, relax,” Michael told him. The brunet pinched the bridge of his nose before he went to where Justin was. “Stop drinking,” Brian told him. “Why?” Justin asked. “Leave me alone Brian.” Brian took a deep breath and tried to control himself. “Maybe you should take him home,” Michael muttered as he came close. “Maybe you should mind your own business,” Justin told them. “I’m not some little kid.” “Then stop acting like one,” Brian said raising his voice. Justin rolled his eyes. “Look who is talking. You drink like a fish when you want to.” “I know how to handle myself,” Brian pointed out. “So do I,” Justin told him and smiled at a guy that stepped in front of him. “Want to dance?” the guy asked. “Fuck off,” Brian hissed as he grabbed the beer away from Justin and put it on the counter. Then he grabbed the blond’s wrist and pulled him out of there. “Stop it,” Justin hissed. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” “Taking you home,” Brian shouted. “I don’t want to go,” Justin protested as he tried to pull away from the brunet but Brian wasn’t budging. “Tough,” Brian answered. The older man dragged the blond all the way to the car and then he drove them home. He had to fight with Justin because he didn’t want to get out once they arrived. When he finally managed to get Justin on the loft the blond went and served himself more alcohol. “Can you stop this nonsense?” Brian asked. “Fuck off,” Justin said. Brian sighed and went to take a shower. At least the blond was home. When he came out Justin was on the bed naked. He stood there for a few seconds before he finally could move again. “Don’t you like what you see?” Justin asked and drank straight from the bottle. Brian reached for it and went to the kitchen to get rid of the contents. Then he went back and didn’t know where to start. “Put some clothes on,” he never thought he would say that to the blond. “Why?” Justin asked. “I’m hot.” Brian swallowed. “Go take a shower and then sleep it off,” Brian informed him. Justin laughed. “What, suddenly you’re Mr. Goody-two-shoes?” “Justin,” Brian whispered. “Don’t do this to yourself.” Justin stayed quiet and then slowly extended his hand to Brian. The brunet went over to him and sat on the edge of the bed. The blond caressed his face and then kissed him. Brian let him but then Justin tried to straddle him; he got up. “Hold me,” Justin whispered. Brian sighed and got in the bed. He grabbed Justin in his arms and inhaled the blond’s scent. Justin stared rubbing against the man. “Take me,” he said in a husky voice. “Justin, stop it,” Brian told the blond as he pushed him back on the bed. “You don’t want me, do you?!” Justin yelled. “It’s all lies! Why would you want me? Who would want me?” “Justin, stop it,” Brian said trying to hold on to the blond. “It’s not that. Of course I want you. God, you have no idea but I can’t do this. You’re drunk and you’ll regret this.” “You don’t understand, Brian,” the blond said. “I want you now, please.” Brian took a deep breath. Hearing Justin beg him was driving him crazy. All he wanted was to take him and make him his. “Please,” Justin said his hand grabbing the brunet’s package. “God, Justin,” Brian groaned. “Fuck me,” Justin told him. “Fuck me so hard I forget everything.” Brian pulled him close and started kissing him. He fell forward with Justin under him. He grabbed Justin’s legs and put them around his waist. He pushed his erection into Justin’s and moaned. “Don’t!” the blond yelled and pushed him away hard. Brian didn’t even fight him. Justin got up and ran to the bathroom. He threw the door shut and started crying. Brian got up and went towards the door. He knocked on it but there was no answer. “I’m sorry, Justin,” Brian said and slowly got on the floor with his back to the door. Justin sat on the other side and laid his head there as the tears fell down. He didn’t want to be broken anymore. He wanted to be able to give himself to Brian without running away scared. He wanted his life back. *** “Does everyone know what happened to me?” Justin asked. Brian shook his head. “They all think that you were attacked by Cameron and that you killed him in self defense.” Justin nodded slowly. “The only one to know is Michael and I’m thinking Ben,” Brian said. Justin sighed with relief that not many people knew. He wouldn’t be able to look at them. “Okay.” “If you want to leave say the word,” Brian told him. Justin smiled. “You just don’t want to be here.” Brian laughed. “You know me so well,” he said and knocked on the door to Debbie’s house before he went inside with Justin. “Hey, Justin,” Emmett said. “Hey,” Justin said. He went and said hi to each of them but quickly returned to Brian. The two of them sat close to each other. Justin was happy that no one was asking him about what had happened. It was a relief that he didn’t have to talk about it with them. “Dinner was nice, Deb,” Brian told her. Debbie looked at Brian and smiled. “Gee, Brian, thanks,” she was surprised that Brian had said that to her. Brian never cared to say how good dinner was. “What is with you?” Ted asked. Brian arched a brow. “What?” Michael and Ben were whispering to each other and chuckling then looking at Brian. “What the hell?” Brian asked. “It’s nothing,” Emmett said. “Nothing,” Melanie said. “I think he’s been abducted by fucking aliens.” “Leave Brian alone,” Debbie said. She was happy that being with Justin had a good influence of Brian. Brian rolled his eyes. “We should go.” Justin shrugged. “Okay,” he said. “What about dessert?” Debbie asked as she got up. “We’ll make our own dessert,” Brian told them. Justin got up and said goodbye to everyone. Then he left with Brian. He was happy that they left because he wasn’t feeling too good. “We can go and grab something,” Brian told him as they got in the car. “We can go into that bakery you like and get you something.” “Really?” Justin asked smiling. Brian looked at the blond with a little smile and nodded. “Yeah,” he said. When they reached the place Brian was the one to get out. He got a few things he knew that the blond like and also something for himself. Then they drove home while Justin inspected everything. “I love the strawberry cheesecake,” Justin said happily. “Uh! You got chocolate éclairs,” the blond said as he opened another box. Brian was happy that he could make the blond happy. When they reached the loft Justin busied himself trying to choose what he wanted to eat. The brunet set the alarm and went to turn on his computer. Then he went back to the kitchen were Justin was sucking his fingers. When Justin looked at Brian he stopped what he was doing; one of his finger still in his mouth. He stared at Brian and slowly pulled the finger out. “What?” Brian went over to him and pinned Justin against the counter. He slowly leaned closer and kissed the blond. Justin wrapped his arms around the brunet’s neck. He moaned as the brunet pushed his tongue inside of him. His fingers started playing with the brunet’s hair. “God,” Justin groaned when Brian started devouring his neck. The older man held Justin’s head back as he started sucking on the blond’s ear. His free hand was resting on the blond’s hip. They had slowed down once again but then Justin pulled Brian closer to him and moaned. Brian growled and started taking off their clothes. When they were naked the brunet turned Justin around and moved in closer. Justin gripped the counter and didn’t move. Brian rubbed Justin’s shoulder and then wrapped his arm around the blond. He could feel the smaller man shaking and he didn’t know what to do. Justin wasn’t pulling away but he wasn’t participating either. “Jus,” Brian whispered. “Do you want to stop?” Justin kept quiet. The brunet turned him around and Justin looked down. Brian sighed and then he pulled back a bit. “Which one you decided to eat?” Brian asked. Justin turned his head to the side. He knew Brian was giving him the space he needed and he didn’t want it to be like that. He wished he didn’t freeze up but he couldn’t help it. “This one is mine,” Brian said as he grabbed the piece of cake he bought for himself. “Get some milk and come on.” Justin watched him go and then looked at the clothes on the floor. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes remembering how good it had felt to have Brian kiss him like that, with so much yearning. He slowly put on his jeans and grabbed his shirt. He grabbed a glass of milk full enough for the both of them. Then he grabbed the piece of chocolate cheesecake that Brian had bought among the many desserts. The other ones were left on their boxes on the counter. When he arrived at the bedroom Brian was still naked but the duvet was covering him waist down. Justin got on the bed, kneeling in front of Brian. The brunet was breaking pieces from the cake and eating it with his fingers. Justin watched him knowing that the older man was flirting with him. He smiled at that and knew that Brian wasn’t pushing him into anything; he was just being playful. “You have chocolate over your lip,” Justin said as he put the glass on the night table along with his dessert. Then he moved closer to Brian. “Right here.” Brian arched a brow and watched as Justin leaned closer and licked him. The blond pulled back and they stared at each other. Justin licked his lips as he straddled the brunet and pushed the duvet down. “What are you doing?” Brian asked. Justin kept quiet and grabbed Brian’s cake and put it next to them. He stuck his finger in it and then put said finger over Brian’s lips. The brunet opened his mouth slowly and sucked the digit into his mouth. The blond started licking Brian’s neck and went down slowly. When he reached Brian’s cock he closed his eyes and started sucking Brian. “Ah,” Brian groaned and gripped the sheets. Justin’s fingers started digging into Brian’s hips. At first Brian didn’t think anything of it until it started to hurt. But he didn’t do anything because Justin’s mouth was driving him wild. Then the scratching started and Brian frowned and opened his eyes a bit alarmed. “Justin,” Brian said and put his hand on the blond’s shoulder. Justin tightened his hold on Brian. Then his teeth scrapped over the head of Brian’s cock and the brunet stiffened up. The blond seemed to be in a dazed. Justin frowned and pulled away. He looked at Brian with an arched brow. He looked down to see that Brian had lost his erection and the marks he had left on the brunet. “Justin,” Brian said sitting up. Justin bolted back and ran out of there. “Damn it,” Brian hissed as he got up. He heard the door being open and he ran as fast as he could. Justin was already going down the stairs. The man went back and put on the jeans he had left in the kitchen. He grabbed the shirt and put it on as he ran down the stairs. When he got out of the building he looked in every direction trying to see where Justin had headed, but couldn’t see the blond. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said again and again. He had no idea what just happened. *** Brian had called Daphne and then Justin’s parents to ask them if they knew anything of Justin. But they hadn’t and were as worried for the blond as he was. Brian didn’t know what to do. He had gone out a few times looking for Justin but couldn’t find him. He looked at his watch and it was going to be two in the morning and he hadn’t heard from the blond. He was about to go back out to search the streets when there was a knock on the door. The brunet went and opened the door and there was Daphne and Justin. “He came to my apartment a couple of hours ago,” Daphne said. “It took me a while to get him to…he was really out of it.” Brian went to hug the blond but Justin pulled away. He wouldn’t dare look at the brunet for nothing in the world. Daphne sighed. “We came to get some of his things.” “Why?” Brian asked. “He’s going to stay with me for a while, Brian,” Daphne told him. Brian shook his head. “Justin,” he said, the fear in his voice was present. Justin seemed to keep backing away. “It’s okay Justin,” Daphne told him. “Wait for me there.” Brian didn’t know what to do. Daphne walked inside the loft. “Can you get some of his stuff?” Daphne asked. Brian rubbed his face and walked to the bedroom with Daphne. “What’s going on? God, Daphne. I swear to you I didn’t do anything to him, I don’t understand.” “I know, Brian,” Daphne told him. “He came home very distraught,” she explained. “All he kept repeating was that he had hurt you.” Brian sighed. “He didn’t, Daphne. I swear to God that he didn’t do anything to me. It was...it’s complicated, okay? But he didn’t hurt me.” Daphne didn’t know what had happened because Justin wouldn’t tell her anything else. And she knew Brian wouldn’t either. “I think it’s a good idea if he stays with me for a while until you guys can talk about it.” “Fuck!” Brian yelled and went to the bathroom. Daphne sighed and sat on the bed giving the man a few minutes. Then she heard a loud crash and Brian cursing. She knew something was wrong right away. The girl got up and rushed to the bathroom. She opened her eyes wide when she saw all the blond. “Oh my god, Brian!” “It’s okay,” Brian told her as he wrapped a towel around his injury. He had been thinking how he had failed the blond and got so angry with himself that he had punched the mirror. The bathroom mirror shattered to pieces cutting him. “It’s not okay,” Daphne said. “Let me see.” Brian showed her and frowned. He felt a bit dizzy. “It’s still bleeding, Brian,” Daphne told him. She grabbed a new towel and wrapped it around the brunet. She went out and came back with one of Brian’s ties then tied up around his wound. “Fuck, Daphne,” Brian hissed. “Come on,” Daphne told him. “We’re going to the hospital.” “I’ll go by myself,” Brian told her. “The fuck you will,” Daphne informed him. She pushed him out of the bathroom. She grabbed a jacket for Justin and a pair of shoes because the blond had appeared at her house without shoes. When they excited the loft Justin was sitting on the stairs. When the blond looked up he almost fainted seeing the brunet. “What happened?! Oh my god!” “It’s okay,” Brian assured him. “Let’s go,” Daphne said. On the way to the hospital Justin kept asking what had happened and Brian would tell him it didn’t matter. When they reached the hospital the towel was filled with blood and the brunet looked like he was about to drop. “God, Brian,” Justin said his mind was running with a million things. He wanted to know what had happened. “We have to go inside,” Daphne said. “Help me Justin.” “I can walk by myself,” Brian said and did try but if it hadn’t been for Justin and Daphne he would have dropped down flat on his ass. “He needs help,” Daphne said to one of the nurses. “Jesus,” the woman said. “Come this way.” They followed her until a doctor came and then they were instructed to wait outside. “Daphne,” Justin said as he stood in front of her. “What the fuck happened?” “I don’t know, Justin,” Daphne said. “I guess he was angry that you were leaving and he hit the mirror and ended up cutting himself.” Justin started crying. “This is my fault. Everything is my fault.” “Don’t say that,” Daphne told him going over to the blond and hugging him. “He must blame me for this as well,” Justin said. Daphne pulled back. “He doesn’t. He told me that you didn’t hurt him, Justin. You have to take it easy and talk to him.” Justin put his hands on his face and started crying. He hated everything that had happened to him. He was hurting Brian so much he wished he had been the one that had died. “It’s going to be okay, you’ll see,” Daphne assured him. Justin sat down and knew it wouldn’t be. Because of him everything was so screwed up. The brunet deserved so much better than him. *** “How are you feeling?” Daphne asked. Brian smiled at her. “I feel fucking great.” “I wish I’ve had a video camera when they let you come home,” Daphne informed him. “You were hugging the wall as you walked saying you didn’t need a wheel chair.” “Is a fucking cut in the arm,” Brian hissed. “I can walk.” “Go to sleep, Brian,” Daphne told him. She knew that when Brian had cut himself he probably didn’t felt the pain so much because the brunet had been angry. Then they had given him morphine but tomorrow morning he was going to feel it. “No,” Brian protested but a few minutes later he was sleeping. Daphne walked to the bathroom where Justin was cleaning the mess. “Be careful, Justin.” “I know,” he told her. “Um,” Daphne said. “You want me to get your clothes?” Justin paused and stared at her. “I...I can’t leave him like this. I...I don’t know what to do.” Daphne understood that. “I can stay too.” “Would you?” Justin asked. Daphne nodded. In between the two of them they finished cleaning the bathroom. There had been blood on the bathroom sink and the floor. Most of it had already dried up and it stunk. “There,” Daphne said. “Almost like new.” “But the mirror is broken,” Justin pointed out as they walked out of there. “Yeah,” Daphne agreed as she took off her jacket. “But you guys can buy a new one.” Justin turned around slowly. “That’s so easy.” Daphne stared at him. She knew what was happening. “Justin…” “God, Daphne,” the blond said as he started crying. “Oh god.” Daphne rushed to him and hugged him tightly. “Shhh.” “I wish it was that easy,” Justin told her. “Buy a new one and everything is going to be perfect again.” Her heart broke to pieces as she listened to her best friend. “Brian should get someone new and everything is going to be so perfect for him,” Justin said pulling away. “Don’t say that,” Daphne told him. “Brian loves you.” Justin looked at her and wanted to laugh. It was like suddenly he remembered he was making a big deal out of anything. He was just a hired boyfriend. For a moment he forgot that soon enough Brian’s life would be okay again because he would be gone. And that was the best thing for the brunet. “Justin,” Daphne said. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing,” Justin told her and walked to the living room. He sat down on the sofa and hoped Daphne dropped the issue. “Are you going to tell me what happened?” Daphne asked. “It was nothing, Daphne,” Justin assured. “Just tell me,” Daphne told him. “I’m you’re friend and I’m here for you. I want to believe that you can still tell me anything.” The blond frowned as she sat next to him. He sighed not sure what to tell her. “Justin,” Daphne whispered. “I don’t know what happened, Daphne,” Justin told her. “It was…it’s been kind of crazy these past days.” “Tell me about it,” Daphne said. Justin pouted as he thought about it. “Jus,” she said. “Brian has been really nice with everything,” he told her. “At first I wouldn’t want him anywhere near me.” Daphne understood that. “And slowly he started to make contact. He could read me like a book knowing if he could or couldn’t touch me,” Justin explained. “And it was hard for me at first but I would remind myself that it was just Brian.” “Right,” Daphne said. “Then after a while I could go up to him and touch him or kiss him and that would be okay,” Justin said. “That’s good,” the girl commented. “Brian was sleeping on the couch and one night I told him to sleep in the bed,” Justin said. “And things were going okay except…” “What?” She asked frowning. A bit concerned that maybe Brian had pushed the blond to do something he didn’t want. “The other days he came home and we were talking and then…he kissed me and got on top of me and then he put his hands on my hips and pulled me closer,” the blond said. “And there I was running like a weak little boy.” “Don’t say that, Justin,” Daphne told him. “He wanted to pretend like things were okay and I told him not to,” Justin said. “And…” “What?” Daphne asked. “That night we went out,” Justin told her. “I started drinking more and more. I wanted to be able to forget everything and be able to give Brian what he wanted.” “Jesus Justin,” Daphne whispered as she shook her head. “That didn’t work either,” Justin said. “Brian said that I had to stop doing that to myself. That he was in no hurry but god, Daphne. Brian has always been a very sexual person. And…” “And what?” Daphne asked. “You’re afraid that he’s going to leave you if you don’t put up? Is that it?” Justin kept quiet thinking about it. He knew sooner or later his thing with Brian was going to be over. “I guess…I want…” “To thank him,” Daphne said and shook her head. “Jesus, Justin.” “You know that when we came from Debbie’s dinner he went by the bakery,” Justin told her. “He got me like six different things. I liked them all and he knew that.” Daphne listened. “I was so happy you know,” Justin told her. “Then I was standing there trying to decide which one to eat first and he…” “What?” Daphne asked. “He was looking at me like he was going to eat me,” Justin said. “And for a moment I was okay with that. He came over to me and started kissing me. It was like he had no control over his actions.” Daphne frowned. “Did he hurt you?” Justin shook his head. “I pulled him to me and then we got naked,” Justin whispered. “And then…” “What?” Daphne asked. “I couldn’t move, Daphne,” Justin said rubbing his hands together. “And he just…” “Did he push you to do something?” Daphne asked. “God, no!” Justin told her. “He knew something was wrong and he pulled away. He went to the bedroom and told me to get some milk so we could eat our desserts and I did.” Daphne frowned when Justin stared at the floor and didn’t say anything else. “What happened next?” Justin bit his lower lip and felt his stomach turning up and down. “Jesus.” “Tell me, Justin,” Daphne said putting her hand on Justin’s. “He was eating and I went there and I knew he was flirting with me,” Justin said. “Did that scared you?” Daphne asked. “It made me happy,” Justin told her. “I knew it was just Brian being Brian. I knew that it didn’t mean that we would have to sleep together or anything like that.” Daphne nodded. “It felt nice to know he wanted me still,” Justin said. Daphne smiled at that. She knew Brian loved the blond. Anyone could see that as clear as day. “And I felt so horrible,” Justin told her. “Because I wanted to be able to give Brian what he wanted. So…I…” “What?” Daphne asked. She was dying to know what had happened to send Justin running away. “I wanted to give him something so I started sucking him,” Justin told her. Daphne saw how Justin crumbled to pieces then. “And I wanted him to enjoy it but I don’t know what happened, Daphne,” Justin told her. “It wasn’t like we were fucking but I couldn’t stand it. The whole thing was driving me crazy and I didn’t know it at first but I was hurting him Daphne.” “What do you mean?” Daphne asked. “I was scratching him and holding to him really tightly,” Justin related. “And when I pulled back he was looking at me like…like he didn’t know me.” “Justin, relax,” Daphne told him. “How can I?” Justin asked. “He tried to stop me and I just kept going.” “You didn’t hurt him,” Daphne said. “He told me you didn’t.” Justin shook his head. “I did, I know I did. He’s going to be bruised and scratched, Daphne. And I did that to him! Me!” Daphne pulled the blond in her arms. She tried to make him stop crying but nothing she said worked. When the blond stopped crying it was because he had fallen asleep. She managed to get him completely on the sofa. Then she went to get something to cover him. She went to the bedroom to check on the brunet. She grabbed the glass of milk that was there and the desserts that the guys had left there. She put everything on the kitchen. She sighed and went to sit down in the single person sofa. Daphne thought about everything that happen and knew that Justin needed help. She knew that Justin and Brian had tried to make things work by just being supportive of each other but new measures had to be taken. One way or another she was going to convince them to go talk to someone. At least Justin had to do it in order to get better. He had too many ghosts to take them all alone. And as much as Brian and Daphne wanted to help the blond; he needed more help.