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You So Love Me ~ Chapter Two ~ Surprise! I’m Back…
Title: You So Love Me…
Story Type: AU
Word Count: 3177
Rating: R, Porn…
Warnings: Angst, Love, Passion, Anti-Michael…
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Summary: After years of separation, one phone call ends all the longing and regret of the past decade…
Chapter Summary: Michael learns through his own misguided obsession, that payback’s a bitch…
You So Love Me...
Chapter Two ~ Surprise! I’m Back…
Justin’s POV
“Brian, Brian, don’t be so hot-headed.”
“Hot-headed?”
“I just don’t want you to do something you’ll regret later.”
“Oh, trust me, he’ll be the one regretting his actions!”
“Brian, he’s your best friend. Please think this through before you say something you can’t take back.”
“You don’t want to be here, then go. You and Gus go shopping for the kids.”
Justin bursts out laughing, thinking about last night and Brian’s reaction to Boris and Natasha.
Last Night at 2 am
Panting heavily they were just coming down from their umpteenth round of sex when Brian sat straight up in bed. He was sure someone was prowling around the house, that there was a burglar. He went right into protective mode, insisting on locking me in the bathroom while he investigated. Armed with the lamp from the nightstand, he snuck down the stairs creeping around every corner, only to come back ten minutes later with a baffled look on his face.
“It must have been the wind, but I swear I heard something downstairs.”
I didn’t have the heart to tell him I knew exactly who was prowling around downstairs, so just as we got all snuggled down under the covers it started. I knew when he came back into the bedroom holding the lamp in his hand, with the cord bouncing on the floor behind him it would only be a matter of minutes. Boris and Natasha may have hid out of sight from the madman, but they couldn’t resist the electrical cord dangling as it was pulled across the carpet behind him.
His ears perk up. “Did you hear that?”
“Um hmm.”
That’s when there was a loud thud against the door. “Someone’s right outside our door!”
It’s all I can do to not start laughing as he just sits there staring at the door in the dark, listening quietly for any indication of someone about to open the door.
“You heard that, didn’t you?”
I nod, knowing that he can’t see me. If it’s one thing I know, Boris and Natasha are very patient. They can wait out anyone as their interest piques, waiting for their prey’s next move.
“I guess it was just my imagination.”
Who would have thought Brian Kinney was afraid of things that go bump in the night?
Still suppressing my smirk, we settle down again as he pulls me to him, running his hands through my hair. It’s subtle at first, just a slight sound of something scraping the door. He’s on high alert, sitting up in bed. The scratching gets a little louder, he stands, staring into the darkness.
“Maybe it’s a rat? I can’t believe the house is infested with rats?”
Neither can I, Boris and Natasha would have them cornered and mauled in minutes. Now the thumping and scratching are both back. I guess they’re working as a tag team now, growing impatient.
“Justin! Justin, it’s really trying to get in here.”
Finally I can’t suppress my laugh anymore, as I chuckle at him.
“Maybe you should just open the door?”
“And let that pest in?”
“Well, I’m pretty sure they’re not going anywhere, and they’re very persistent when they want something.”
“What’s going on?”
He turns on the light and sees a little flash of paw under the door, and then it’s gone. His eyes get big. “Did you see that?”
“Yep.”
“It was black.”
He’s very observant.
“Yes, it was.”
“It’s a huge black rat.”
“I don’t think so.”
“But you saw it?”
“Yes, it’s Natasha.”
“Natasha?”
There another bump against the door. At my old brownstone the wood of the doors are a little warped, so they usually open after a few times from knocking against the bottom of the door. But of course Brian has probably upgraded the doors here at Britin, nothing but the best for my man.
“Brian, just open the door.”
“You want me to open the door?”
“Yes. It’s Boris and Natasha.”
“Like the cartoon?”
“Yes, one and the same.”
“You have kids?”
“Yes, little furry ones with four legs.”
“You brought dogs into the house?”
“Do I look like a dog person?”
Not amused, he walks to the door and opens it. Natasha sashays in, black and sleek with deep blue eyes. Upon inspection she approves of her new male servant, knowing that he’ll be feeding her and catering to her every whim. She slithers between his legs, rubbing up against both of them, and then proceeds to cross the room, jumping up on the bed. I can already hear her purring. Yes, she approves of the soft and fluffy duvet and high-thread count sheets.
Boris, on the other hand is much more skeptical. He enters the room and sits in the doorway knowing that Brian can’t close the door with him in the way. He stares up at the new human inspecting him was curiosity he’s definitely male, he’s a Manx cat, who’s muscular with a dark gray coat and deep blue eyes. Neither him nor Brian are amused by the others presents, it’s almost a staring contest, one Boris will win, because he has unlimited patients, or maybe it’s stubbornness.
“Justin? You have cats?”
“Yep. Don’t worry, Boris likes you.”
“How do you know?”
“He’s wagging his tail.”
“How can you tell? It’s only four inches long.”
“I know he’s adorable. It feels like a corkscrew to the touch and he can only move the last inch. See how it’s kind of vibrating? He likes you.”
Brian glares down at him as he sits at his feet, now purring. “Justin, where have they been for the last few hours?”
“My guess is sleeping on all the papers on your desk, or maybe shedding all over your precious designer furniture.”
The look on his face is one of horror. “But why are they here?”
“They live here, Brian.”
“What?”
“Yep, my house, my cats.”
“Justin?”
“I couldn’t very well leave them in New York, besides they were a package deal.”
He acts all put out and upset, but I can tell he really likes them. He was never allowed a pet growing up, so the idea is foreign to him. But I can tell behind all his moody disposition, he likes them. Yep, my Brian radar is working just fine. I always was onto him.”
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Brian knocks on Deb’s door and enters. “I’ve left you multiple messages, Michael. Why haven’t you returned my calls?”
“I knew I’d see you here, and figured you could apologize to me when you arrived.”
“Apologize? Why the fuck would I apologize? You’re the one who owes me an apology.”
“For what? Making you finally see that truth.”
“OUT! Out back, now!”
“No. No way, it’s cold outside. Say whatever it is you have to say to me here.”
“You really want to do this in front of everyone? I know what you did, Michael!”
“I didn’t do anything!”
“Ten years, Michael! Ten fucking years! How could you? You had to know that I’d eventually find out the truth!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“I want to hurt you. I want hurt you so bad. I want beat you until you’re bruised, bloody and broken. Beat the life out of you, until you’ve taken your last breath. But I won’t, Michael! I won’t do anything! Absolutely nothing! I won’t allow you to turn me into Jack. I’ll never resort to violence as a means to justify the end.”
Deb comes out from the kitchen. “What’s all this yelling about? And where’s Gus?”
“Gus is running some errands. He’ll be here later, and he’s bringing a friend. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Of course not. I’m glad he’s making friends. Now what is all this shouting about?”
“Your son’s a petty, jealous, manipulating bastard!”
Deb automatically smacks Michael across the back of his head.
“Why’d you do that, ma?”
“Because you’ve obviously done something stupid again.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
Michael glances around the living room and up the stairs. Ben’s still laying down, sleeping.
“Brian, whatever you think I did, I didn’t. I’m your best friend. I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
“You are not my best friend! Not anymore!”
“Of course I am. Now I need to talk with you too. I need a little help with some of Ben’s medical bills.”
“You’re actually asking me for money? More money?”
“I told you, I need help. You know we don’t have much of an income these days. Now that Ben’s no longer working.”
“NO!”
“No? No, you won’t help me?”
“No, I won’t. I’ve been paying your way all your life. I’m done.”
“Brian. Please be serious.”
“Did you even hear me a minute ago? I’m done with you!”
“Stop being a drama queen!”
“Oh, I am done, Michael. I’m so done with you. I’ve had enough.”
“Oh, just get over it. Whatever it is you think I’ve done. You know you’ll forgive me. You always do.”
“Not this time! You’ve gone too far!”
“Really, Brian? Really? You’ve always taken care of me.”
“Yes, I have, right from the beginning. I’ve been paying for our friendship one way or another, forever. First it was because the kids at school that made fun of you, because you were a teenager, still fascinated with comic book heroes. Then it was the older kids picking on you, and bullying you because you were gay.”
“They wanted to beat me up.”
“Yeah! Well guess what? Now I want to beat you up!”
“Brian! What’s this all about?”
“Then you always expected me to do your homework for you. I swear you never even read the chapters, or even tried to do the assignments. I always had to give you the answers for all the tests. No wonder you barely graduated from high school.”
“That’s a horrible thing to say to me!”
“Yes. It is. But it’s true.”
“You always made me feel guilty if I didn’t help you. You held it over my head, knowing that your house was the only refuge I had. The only place I could go when my dad was on a drunken rage. Yes, I paid for your friendship in so many ways.”
“That’s enough, Brian! You need to apologize to Michael.”
“Stay out of this, Deb!”
“You actually though you could shame me, and manipulate me into being your boyfriend. But when that didn’t work, you became angry and spiteful.”
“You love me, you just can’t show it! I know you do. That’s why you’ve never settled down with anyone. You’re still waiting for me, waiting until Ben’s gone.”
“No! No, I’m not! I’ve never been in love with you, and I never wanted you.”
Michael looks like he’s going to cry…
“You’re delusional, calculating and vicious.”
“Brian, that’s enough!”
“I said stay out of this!”
“Whatever Michael’s done, I’m sure it isn’t that bad.”
“You’re right, Deb, it’s worse…”
“He’s conniving and pure evil, but he’s also a fool if he thinks I’m ever going to let this go!”
“Brian, I don’t know what you think I’ve done. But you’re wrong, I would never do anything to hurt you. I know how upset you get on Valentine’s Day, but you have to let him go. He never really loved you!”
“He never really loved me?”
“Well since you brought it up…”
“I was in a committed relationship, Michael! I was planning on getting married! But you couldn’t allow that to happen. Could you?”
“He’s the one who left you! He never even told you good bye!”
“Like I said, Michael. I know what you did!”
“I didn’t do anything. I still don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I’ve spend a long time thinking about this. I was up most of the night, and I think I finally have a timeline figured out. You lied to me first; it must have seemed so easy, knowing how vulnerable and lonely I was. After a lifetime of denying my need to be loved, I was finally able to admit my feelings, to admit that I loved Justin. I thought that you were my best friend. I thought that I could confide in you. I needed a best friend to help get me through my pain while I was missing him after he moved to New York. But I also thought that I had finally comes to grips with being in love, knowing that I had to let him spread his wings a little. I missed him so desperately, but I also believed that we would be together in the end.”
Brian shakes his head in disbelief, “But no you played me. You told me he had moved on. That he no longer loved me. That he didn’t want to hurt me! I believed you. I actually believed you. But I should have gone to New York and told him again how much I loved him, how much I needed him. But I didn’t. I withdrew. I closed my heart, wallowing in my heartbreak. Drinking myself into a stupor. Letting my feeling of not deserving to be loved resurface and consume me. And you, always the good friend. Stood by me, comforted me, let me cry on your shoulder. All the while knowing that it was all a lie. I hate you for that. I’ll never forgive you for that! NEVER!”
It finally occurs to Michael that Brian might have actually found out the truth about what he did. But how?
“Brian! If he really loved you, you two would be together.”
Brian looks at him in disgust. But silently smirks, knowing just how distraught Michael will be once Gus and Justin return.
“You must have thought it was so clever of you; knowing that once I thought Justin no longer loved me. You knew that I’d withdraw, that I’d stop returning his phone calls and emails. You knew he’d eventually call you, ask you what was going on. It was so perfect, allowing you to manipulate him into thinking I no longer loved him. Telling him that it was over for me. Telling him that I didn’t love him anymore, but I just didn’t know how to tell him.”
“Brian…”
“Why Mikey? Why couldn’t you allow me to be happy?”
“It wasn’t like that.”
Everyone in the room is speechless and shocked, as they stand there, staring at the man who has been their best friends for thirty years. Yet they know what Brian has said is true. They can see it in Michael’s eyes, and is his nervous stance. He’s fidgeting, and can’t look at anyone, least of all Brian.
Just then cold air rushes in from the front door, as Gus and Justin stand in the doorway. Everyone turns to look at them, wondering how much they overheard. When Michael turns to see Justin, his eyes grow large. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Surprise! Didn’t Brian tell you? We’ve decided to give it another try.”
Smiling he holds up his left hand proudly showing everyone his wedding ring. Emmett rushes forward, embracing Justin, kissing him, squealing with delight. Not only because he’s back home, but because he’s back with Brian and he knows that this time around nothing will ever split them up. Debbie’s also happy for Brian and Justin, but she’s furious with her son. It’s the first time in her life that she actually sees Michael in a new light.
She always stood up for him, made excuses for him and his behavior. But now she knows she was wrong. Now the things that have happened in the past, the things she was sure he was innocent of, all flash before her mind. She doesn’t like knowing that she has been played and manipulated herself. She always blamed others for the things she now knows Michael was actually guilty of. She hates that he always let others take the blame for his mistakes. He never corrected her, he just let her assume the worst of Brian. But most of all he never accepted responsibility for his actions. He never owned up, never manned up, always playing the part of the victim. How could she have raised someone so selfish, and self-centered? She not only questions herself, but she questions everything she though she knew about Michael.
Debbie never thought that she’d do this, but she feels she has no other alternative.
“Michael. I think you should leave… If what Brian says is true, I don’t want you in my house. I can’t look at you, you’re such a disappointment to me. I’m not even sure who you are. Because the son I know and love could never do something like this, and if he did I’d have to disown him. Understand me, Michael, you’re not welcome here anymore. So please leave while I mourn the loss of my son, a son that apparently never really existed. I can’t believe I’ve been so blind all these years, so go. Please just go!”
“But ma, you don’t understand. None of you understand. I did it for Brian’s own good.”
“No! You did it for your own misguided obsession with Brian.”
Michael’s eyes dart around the room, he feels like the walls are closing in on him. Everyone’s staring at him like he’s a deranged monster, and he feels like he’s slowly losing grip on reality. He turns and looks at Justin, his eyes looking more like a wild animal who might lash out if you get too close to him. Then he turns to Brian, hoping for understanding or forgiveness.
“You brought this all on yourself, Michael. Now you’ll have to reap what you sow.”
He turns and leaves the house without his winter coat. He’s so numb from today’s events, he can’t even feel the cold winter wind blowing through him. He can’t help asking himself how things could have gone so wrong.
Brian’s already across the room, removing Emmett’s arms from around Justin, pulling him to his embrace. He holds him close like he might vanish any moment. He buries his face in his soft blond hair. He loves the way it smells. Justin’s still using that same fruity shampoo and it seems to calm Brian. He just did the hardest thing he’s ever done in his life. Okay, maybe the second hardest thing. The first was trying to accept that Justin no longer loved him. He has been friends with Michael for so long, and it truly pains him to have to end their friendship, but he really has no other choice. What Michael did is unforgivable. How could Michael have been his friend, and treat him that way?
Justin looks uncomfortable as he apologizes to Deb for everything that’s happened. He can only imagine how hard this is for her, to hear the hard cold facts about Michael. She’s been living into her own bubble, always thinking he was so innocent. But now she sees him for who he is, and it’s not a pretty sight.
TBC…
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Dee Dee
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Later Darling ~ Kathleen
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Can't wait to see what happens next XD. So are the wedding bands just a symbolic thing or they engaged again?
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It's so true, they might have gone through their whole lives never knowing that it was Michael that had betrayed them. Always thinking that the other just fell out of love with them. Ten years almost seems like a lifetime, but at least they're still relatively young, and able to make up for that lost decade.
I'm thinking that they need time together to get reacquainted, and get to know the new and hopefully more mature Brian and Justin. Then I think they'll be ready to make it all legal.
But I also think they were very serious when they took their simple vows, and I believe that they're very committed to one another forsaking all others...
Yes, I'm really liking this fic, and it's exciting for me to write, so more coming soon...
Later Hon ~ Kathleen
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So....how sick is Ben going to be? He wasn't feeling well in this chapter. :(
I wonder what that twat is going to do next. Cause even after 10 yrs, (thank god you didn't make them old lol), Mikey's gonna be hard pressed to get in the middle again. I'm sure they still feel strongly about their simple vows, but I wouldn't be surprised if they got married after all. After what Mickey done, he deserves to lose his place in Brian's life and Justin should openly stake claim to being Brian's true Best Friend as he's always been. Mikey lost all rights to being called any kind of friend to Brian.
I'm looking forward to more of this story myself, and an update on your others XD
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I haven't decided how sick Ben is yet, I hate to kill him off. I've already done that in Christmas Presents... Yes, I am working on the next chapter... Really...
But of course I'm writing my fic for the EKG-Club March challenge... Yep I've got my work cut out for me...
Hugs Darling ~ Kathleen
PS I hope you're enjoying your Birthday celebration 🎂
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Ah ok. Hmm, then don't kill him off. I like Ben personally. :-)
Hahaha I know you're working on both ^_^
P.S. I did enjoy it XD
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Ben is a great guy, but to be honest I never understood what he saw in Michael. They're not really on the same page, he's so much more educated and mature.
Later Darling ~ Kathleen
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Ben was sleeping on teh couch...wonder if he ended up overhearing it all...what will happen next? Wondering how the rest of the gang is going to be now that B & J are back together...have they learned to stop interfering? What about Lindsey? Will she be in this at all? (I'm just thinking out loud....)
Was very excited to see this posted this morning. Great start to the week.
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I doubt Brian and Justin will ever forgive him for what he's done. I'm sure Debbie with struggle with her own emotions and her part in always placating Michael.
Ben might be ill, but he's not a fool. His relationship with Michael will now be forever changed.
Lindsay's off finding herself, she might make an appearance at some point.
I'm so glad you're enjoying this story, thanks for all your support.
Hugs Darling ~ Kathleen