Queer as Folk

My Own Story

Story #8

Chapter #2

Sequel to TaylorKinney Life

Summary: Brian Jr. is one year old, well, almost. Something happens to Justin and becomes a problem. Brian isn't sure if he can fix it.

Brian's POV

It's been another two hours. 8 pm, and Justin still wasn't home. I haven't put BJ to bed yet. I was just too worried about Justin. I kept calling everyone every half hour and his cell. Nobody knew where he was and he wasn't answering his cell. The phone started to ring. "Hello?" I answered, panicky.

"Mr. Taylor-Kinney?" A women asked.

"Yes?"

"This is Susan from Allegheny Hospital. We have a Justin Taylor here. You were listed as an Emergency contact."

"What happened? Is he alright?" I was so fucking scared. I didn't know what was going on.

"We're not completely sure what happened. He's burnt in places and has some pretty bad bruises. He won't talk or much less move. We need you to come right away."

"Nothing critical thought right?"

"Right. A few broken ribs, but they'll heal within a few weeks."

"I'll be there on about 45 minutes. Should I ask for someone when I get there?"

"Ask for Susan."

"Okay." After we hung up, I set the phone down and went over to BJ, who was sitting on the couch watching TV. "BJ?" He looked at me. "We have to go to the hospital. Daddy is there."

"Daddy hurt?" He started crying. I hugged him.

"Daddy is hurt, but not too bad okay?" I didn't really know if that was completely true, but I couldn't stand to see my 1 year old son cry. It hurt too much. "We have to go. I'll take you with me, so you can see daddy okay?" He nodded. I helped him in his coat, gloves, and hat. I put on my coat and carried him to the car.

When I got to the hospital, I parked the car quickly and rushed inside. I went up to the front desk. A tall, skinny woman with black hair looked up at me. "I need to see Susan." I told her.

"Are you Mr. Taylor-Kinney?" She asked.

"Yes." She stood up.

"I'm Susan. I'll take you to see Justin."

"Thank you." When she took me back, I saw him, sitting up, just staring blankly, and not moving at all. I walked over to the bed slowly. When I got over to the bed, I stood there, staring at him for a moment. Finally I said, "Justin?" Nothing. He didn't move. He didn't talk. "Justin? Please talk to me." Still nothing. I didn't know what to do. "Justin, it's me, Brian. Remember?" Still no movement or talking. Why was he like this? I didn't know. "Do you remember BJ? Our son?" I let BJ stand right next to Justin, holding on to his hips, so he wouldn't fall. BJ put his little hand on Justin's cheek.

"Daddy?" Justin still didn't do anything.

"Justin. Please. Talk. Move. Something." More nothing. "Kiss daddy's cheek BJ." BJ listened. Right after he kissed his cheek, I kissed Justin's lips. I saw him blink, like he was coming out of a trance or something. "Sunshine?" He moved his hand over BJ's. "Kiss his cheek again." I told BJ. He did, and I kissed his lips. He turned his head slowly toward me and BJ. I had a huge smile on my face. "Sunshine?"

"Brian? Brian is that you?" He croaked.

"Yes, It's me. BJ's here too."

"Daddy." I sat BJ down on the bed, so that he was leaning against Justin. Justin flinched at the touch, but then relaxed a little. I went to go hug him, but he moved away.

"Don't touch me!" I was surprised. I'm sure it scared BJ.

"Daddy ok?" I didn't know how to answer. Finally, I said, "Daddy will be okay."

"It papa." He told Justin. Justin held up his arms, which I knew meant it was okay for me to hug him. He flinched when I hugged him, but I felt him relax. "Justin, you need to tell me what happened."

"I can't."

"Yes you can. I won't be mad. You can trust me." I wanted to kiss him, but I knew I couldn't. He would freak out.

"No, I can't. It can only be you and me here."

"I'll get the nurse and ask her to take him."

Brian went to go get the nurse. After e came back with the nurse, he went over to BJ. "BJ, you need to go with this nice lady here. Your daddy and papa have to talk okay?"

"NO!" He started crying. He was having a complete melt down and temper tantrum.

"Calm down!" Brian's voice was firm, but not loud. BJ kept crying but looked at Brian. "We'll come get you. This nice lady, her name is Susan. She's going to take good care of you. You'll see Daddy and papa again. I promise." Brian hugged him.

"I promise too." Justin said. Justin hugged BJ. "It's going to be okay." That's a lie. Maybe it will be okay. Justin thought. BJ kept crying, and wouldn't let go of Justin. "Please go with Susan. We'll see you soon. Okay?" BJ finally let go of Justin, and Brian gave him one last hug. They both kissed him on the cheek. Brian picked BJ up off the bed, and handed him to Susan. "Hi BJ. I'm Susan." He just stared at her. "It's okay. You'll see your daddy and papa soon." Before she left, she asked them, "Is it okay if I get him something to eat?"

"It's fine." Brian answered. She left, and BJ stared at them and they stared back, waving at him, until he couldn't see them and they couldn't see him. Brian sat down in a chair next to the bed. "What happened?" Brian put his hand on Justin's. He flinched at the touch, but relaxed.

"You promise you won't...be mad or...judge me?"

"I would never. Now please tell me."

"I'm not sure how to say this."

"It's okay. You can trust me. I'm not gonna do anything. I just need you to tell me."

"Okay." Justin took a deep breath. "The short version is, basically, I was...was..." He couldn't get the words out.

"Was what? What happened? Just tell me." Justin started crying his eyes out.

"I was...RAPED!"

"Oh my god! By who?" Brian was pissed. Not at Justin, just the person or people who did this to him. Brian calmed down. He was still furious inside, but didn't need Justin to be scared. "Sorry. I didn't mean to yell. I'm not mad at you. I promise. Just, tell me who it was."

"It was...was..." Justin could barely talk. His throat was so dry. Brian spotted a glass of water on the table next to the bed. Brian handed it to Justin and Justin drank until half the water was gone. "Thanks." Brian put the glass back on the table.

"Anytime. Now, Sunshine, I need you to tell me who it was."