Chapter 2:
Brian's POV
I wake up in the middle of the loft, tear stains on my face, body aching from sleeping on the floor.
Then I hear someone knocking the door. After I don't do anything I hear a key unlocking the door. I sit up straighter thinking it might be Justin.
Then I see it Michael holding what looks like diner food and puts in on the counter. I get up to kick him out, but he starts talking before I can even get to him.
"Hey, why didn't you answer my phone calls?"
"Maybe there's a reason for that." I say hoping he'll get the hint.
"Oh, whatever." he goes to kiss me, but I back away. He tries to go again, this time I push him away.
"What's the matter, Honey?" he asks. I cringe.
"Don't call me that!"
"Why not? Is this because of Justin? I'm glad he's finally gone. Now we can be together." he goes to put his arms around me, but I slip away before he can catch me.
"What?" I say.
"That little twink was always in the way. Now that he's gone, we can finally be together. We made love last night. Can't you see? We're made for each other!" Michael says like it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"We didn't make love. We fucked. That's it." I say with no emotion.
"You don't mean that."
"But I do."
"No you don't! Is this because of Justin?"
"Yes! Because I love him!"
"What?" he says confused.
"I love Justin." the realization hits me and I go to get ready.
"Where are you going?"
"To get him back." with that I run out of the loft and head to Debbie's house.
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On the way there, I go by the flower shop and pick up a dozen roses.
I get to Debbie's house put the car in park and head to the door.
I knock and see Debbie peek out the window. Her face lights up with the sight of the flowers then it automatically darkens. I quickly forget about that when she opens the door and all I can think about is Justin.
"Where is he? I need to speak to him!"
"Oh, honey." she says sadly. This can't be good.
She leads me to his room and opens the door. I walk inside and see it's completely empty.
"I'm going to give you a minute sweetie." she says then walks out, closing the door behind her.
Still in shock, I sit on the bed. And think of all the memories we had in here.
I look into the corner and see a t-shirt he must have left. And leave the flowers on the bed and walk over the get the shirt. I pick it up and smell it. It smells so much like him that I can feel the tears forming in the eyes. I put the shirt in my jacket and head out.
As I am walking out I look into the room and say
"We'll meet again Sunshine." then I leave.
