The Camp for Troubled Teens

Chapter 11: Custody part 3

Justin's POV

It's been two weeks since Brian told me about the lawyer not being able to be here. It's been two weeks since Brian and I made love for the first time. That wasn't the only time though. We would fuck hard and fast or make love, showing each other how much we love each other. (A/N: I know, it sounds cheesy and stupid. Shut up.) So now, I've woken up just five minutes ago, and I feel like I'm gonna throw up. I rush to the bathroom and get to the toilet just in time. A minute later, I feel someone rubbing soothing circles on my back. I think five minutes have passed by the time I'm done puking and just sitting there. My throat burns and I feel so tired and weak. Brian picks me up and carries me to the bed. "You're not going out today. Just rest okay?"

"Yeah," I croak out.

"Just wait here." He comes back a minute later with a glass of water. "Sit up." I sit up carefully and he hands me the glass. I drink about half the water then hand it back to him. He sets it on the desk and kneels next to the bed and strokes my hair. My eye lids feel so heavy and I want to sleep, but I'm trying to stay awake so Brian won't be bored. "Go to sleep. I'm gonna go tell the manager you're sick. Okay?" I just nod and I'm asleep a second later.

With Brian

Brian walks to the manager's office. When he gets there, he knocks on the door and waits till the manager tells him to come in. He walks in the room sits down in the chair in front of the desk. "What can I do for you?" Manager Smith asks.

"Well, this morning Justin threw up. So I just wanted to let you know that he won't be able to do anything and I think all his meals should be brought to his room."

"Okay. Where is he now?"

"In the cabin, sleeping."

"Alright. And I'm assuming that you're gonna stay with him?"

"Yes." Just then, the lawyer walks out of a room. Brian is surprised to see him.

"Oh, Brian, Miss Lane was able to come today." Manager Smith told him. "I was gonna tell you but I was gonna wait until a little later when you would normally be up."

"That's fine. Hi Miss Lane. So I'm guessing you have the papers?"

"Yes I do. How about you sign them now and I get be on my way?" Miss Lane asks.

"That'd be great." Brian smiled at her. Manager Smith sat behind the desk and Brian and Miss Lane sat in front of it. Miss Lane pulled the papers out of her brief case and took out the papers and set them on the desk. She let them read the papers and then pointed out where they needed to sign them. After they signed them, she put them back in her brief case. She turned toward Brian.

"Congratulations Mr. Kinney, you now have full custody of Mr. Justin Taylor."

"Thank you," Brian said as he shook her hand. She shook Manager Smith's hand, said good bye to both of them and left.

"Can I ask you something?" Manager Smith asked Brian.

"Yeah, sure."

"Is it more than at least just friends between you and Justin?"

"No. The papers that she had were for custody but there were other papers that were stating he's my partner and some other stuff." Before Brian gave Manager Smith the chance to speak he said, "I know, I know. I'm fired. But I can't leave Justin here. He's gonna come with me though."

"Yeah, you're fired and I can't do anything about Justin. He's in your care now. If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been together?"

"Three Weeks. I should get back to him. Do you mind having someone bring breakfast up to the cabin?"

"I'll get some one. Don't worry." Brian leaves and decides to run up to the cabin. When he's outside the door, he hears Justin calling his name. He goes inside and kneels next to the bed. "Hey." Brian says as he starts stroking Justin's hair. "How long have you been calling my name?"

"Not that long. Probably a minute. Maybe less."

"I didn't mean to be gone so long."

"It's okay. I was only sleeping. You'd be bored."

"I wouldn't be bored. Okay? Someone's bringing up food for us. You're probably hungry."

"I'm not hungry."

"You still got to eat."

"I'll try."

"Well how are you feeling? Any better?"

"A little bit."

"Just keep resting okay?"

"Mm-hm."

10 minutes later, one of the kitchen staff brought food to the cabin. Brian helped Justin sit up. He put the plate on Justin's lap. When the smell went up into Justin's nostrils, he felt like puking. He knew he was a little hungry, but the smell got to him. It must have shown on his face because Brian asked, "Justin, you okay?"

"The smell makes me feel sick."

"Can you at least try to eat some of it?" Brian asked, rubbing Justin's back. Justin picked up some of the eggs on his fork. He put it in his mouth and he felt sick but he managed to get it down his throat. "I know you don't feel well but you got to eat."

It was 5 minutes later when Justin ate half of his breakfast and couldn't eat anymore. Brian was already done his breakfast. Justin laid back down. Brian kissed him and decided to lay next to Justin, while rubbing Justin's stomach. Not in a sexual 'I want to have sex with you' kind of way but an 'I care about you' and comforting kind of way. Justin fell asleep to the feeling. Brain continued to rub his stomach and decided to take a nap himself.

A/N: My facts may be wrong about the custody thing and all that. Be gentle :) Thanks.