Sorry... I just can't find a way how to go on with this story. And I absolutely hate it... I hate unfinished stories...so I really do anything to get it finished, it's just that it will take some time. I hope you bear with me....

have fun with this two new chapters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 10

But the big bed was void of its normal occupant. Nowhere a sign of the young blond.

Brian was crashed, all his hope faded. He couldn't think of any different place where Justin would seek solace. Without any doubt knew the ad-ex that Justin wouldn't have gone to the "burgh" – not when there was a change of meeting him.

And Daphne didn't seem to know more either if her facial expression was any indication.

"But… I don't…" she started and looked with big eyes to the brunet.

"I don't know more than you do!" Brian stated flatly and sat down on the unmade bed.

"He…he was angry with me yesterday. We had a fight and he left… I hope nothing happened to him… I went to sleep, thought he would be back home when he calmed himself down and better not to give him grief again, so I didn't wait for him to come home, just laid down and fell asleep."

"Fucking shit!" Brian exclaimed and in his head rolled a movie of different dangers which could have happened to his blond.

"Maybe we should start looking for him!" said Daphne.

"Where? New York is a freaking million city. Where should we find him in this juggernaut?"

While Daphne and Brian were discussing their future action was Justin leaving the bus at his final destination. Nothing seemed to have changed since his last visit. He shouldered his bag and made his way to the small B&B were he stayed the last time. But as soon as he saw the homey looking cottage, he knew that this wasn't right. It was impossible for him to stay there. He needed something secluded and away from people. So with a sigh he made his way back to the big square where the bus station was and the tourist information as well. He hoped that he could rent a small lodge or something similar for him and his dark mood.

He was lucky, there was a two-room cottage vacant which lay isolated on the border of the forest and the next house was 3miles away. Exactly what he was looking for. After a short stop at the local grocery he made his way to his new home for the next few weeks.