Minutes later, Brian walked out of his bathroom with a towel around his
waist. He walked into the bedroom and noticed Justin not there.
"Justin?" Brian asked loudly. He listened for the sound of Justin around the loft. All Brian heard was silence. Brian suddenly felt smoldering hot tears hit his cold skin. Justin had left. Brian laid down on his bed and thought about everything. When he spotted the note in the middle of the bed. He picked it up and hesitantly, began to read.
Brian, I got a call from the gallery and they told me they really needed me back up there. I'm sorry I left, but it was an emergency. You have to understand that I have to be there. They already got me a plane and everything. This is sorta like déjà vu, writing you a good-bye note, trying to explain myself. Don't think that I didn't want this... Last night was great. Being with you after all this time made me so happy. I am just glad I got to spend at least one amazing night with you. I'll come back as soon as I can. I'm sorry for leaving you, again. That's twice now. I know how it feels to be alone and not believe anything someone else says to you. Just, try to believe me. I miss you already, and you're only in the shower. I miss your smile, your eyes and your voice. I'll call you when I get back, you'll most likely be at work, and so I'll try there. I love you, Brian. I always have and I always will. Believe that. Forever, Sunshine
Brian really started to cry after he read the note. It was slightly understandable, but it hurt. It hurt a lot. Brian started to cry mostly out of pure shock and disappointment. Brian was always the one to leave behind his lover. Leave it be some random trick or Justin. But in the past two encounters, Justin had been the one to give up. Brian grabbed his phone and called his office.
"Hello Cynthia...no, I'm fine...I'm not coming to work today so cancel all my appointments. Thanks." Brian hung up the phone and lay back down on the bed. He cried for a little while, silently sobbing to himself. Until he decided to sleep. He moved over to Justin's side of the bed. He had slept on Justin's side to try his best to keep the essence of Justin's alive in his room. Last night was the first time in five years Brian had slept on his side of the bed.
"Justin?" Brian asked loudly. He listened for the sound of Justin around the loft. All Brian heard was silence. Brian suddenly felt smoldering hot tears hit his cold skin. Justin had left. Brian laid down on his bed and thought about everything. When he spotted the note in the middle of the bed. He picked it up and hesitantly, began to read.
Brian, I got a call from the gallery and they told me they really needed me back up there. I'm sorry I left, but it was an emergency. You have to understand that I have to be there. They already got me a plane and everything. This is sorta like déjà vu, writing you a good-bye note, trying to explain myself. Don't think that I didn't want this... Last night was great. Being with you after all this time made me so happy. I am just glad I got to spend at least one amazing night with you. I'll come back as soon as I can. I'm sorry for leaving you, again. That's twice now. I know how it feels to be alone and not believe anything someone else says to you. Just, try to believe me. I miss you already, and you're only in the shower. I miss your smile, your eyes and your voice. I'll call you when I get back, you'll most likely be at work, and so I'll try there. I love you, Brian. I always have and I always will. Believe that. Forever, Sunshine
Brian really started to cry after he read the note. It was slightly understandable, but it hurt. It hurt a lot. Brian started to cry mostly out of pure shock and disappointment. Brian was always the one to leave behind his lover. Leave it be some random trick or Justin. But in the past two encounters, Justin had been the one to give up. Brian grabbed his phone and called his office.
"Hello Cynthia...no, I'm fine...I'm not coming to work today so cancel all my appointments. Thanks." Brian hung up the phone and lay back down on the bed. He cried for a little while, silently sobbing to himself. Until he decided to sleep. He moved over to Justin's side of the bed. He had slept on Justin's side to try his best to keep the essence of Justin's alive in his room. Last night was the first time in five years Brian had slept on his side of the bed.