Chapter 9
Brian had a run of luck. Not far from his apartment building he found an empty cab who took him without any traffic jam to the airport where he got a seat on the next plane to New York which would leave in an hour.
When he was finally sitting in his first class, window seat, he tried to consider how to talk to Justin, how to get him to listen to him and what to say. He was undoubtedly standing right before the most important moment in his life, for the most important presentations of his life and he prayed that he would be successful.
He nervously shook his leg during the whole flight and counted the seconds till the landing.
While Brian was driving himself crazy during the short flight to New York, was Justin sitting in the train which would bring him to Vermont. His head leaned against the window and he was observing the world which flew by, trying not to thing about anything at all.
He enjoyed the moment when they were leaving the cities and houses were replaced by forests, meadows and hills. He earned for his sketch pad but knew that he wasn't in the condition to get it as good as he would want it.
He threw a glance at his watch and closed his eyes when he saw that it was still 3h till they would land in where he would change to the bus which would bring him to the small town he stayed all those years ago and where he hoped to find a quiet niche for himself again.
Once again Brian was blessed with luck: his plane was on time, he got a cab without a problem, and for New York he was really fast at his destination. After he exited the cab he took a deep breath and looked up to the sixth floor where the rest of his life would be decided.
Slowly he ascended the stairs, repeating his carefully chosen word in his head over and over again. After a final deep breath he knocked on the door and braced himself for the encounter with Justin.
After a few moments the door was finally open and a very sleepy Daphne was standing in front of him.
"Brian, thank god, one of you saw reason!" She answered and let him in.
"Hey Daphne!" the brunet greeted her and kissed her on the cheek. "So where is he?"
"I think still in bed. You woke me up, so I suppose he's still in deep sleep."
Brian slowly followed her to the small room on the other side of the living room, where he knew Justin's little, but very cosy bedroom was.
I just want to thank you for still reading it, even if I am a little slow with updating. hope that you like this new chapter as well. abbylou
