Brian's POV
"Not the best way to start a relationship. I should at least have a say in this Brian" he said looking hurt and agitated.
"I'm not making the decision for you but…I…I" I sit down on the bed trying to gather up the balls to tell him.
"What is it?" Justin asks sitting next to me
"I don't…fuck! I…can't stay here angel. The only thing here for me is you–"
"What about Gus? And your job and your friends–"
"I'm not the only one thinking about jumping ship" I said cutting him off
"Who else is leaving?" he asks
"I heard Lindsey and Melanie talking about moving to fucking Canada. You're mom wants to come with us to New York, so do Emmett and Ted after Jenifer told them what I was planning. Although I don't think Emmett's gonna be able to convince Drew to leave–"
"Maybe I don't want to go to New York did you think about that?" he said standing up wobbly and folding his arms.
"Angel–"
"Don't angel me!" he said
"Really I haven't even been calling you angel for that long" I said trying not to laugh at him
"I'm not ready for everything to change so fast Brian. We just got together again and I just wanna go home and sleep in our bed and…" he starts blinking back tears
"Hey" I said pulling him back down next to me. "We're not packing up and leaving right now. We'll live in the house I bought for us until we get married. I've got my eyes on a place for us in New York but it's not done yet. And we still have to get married here where we first met. We'll have a few months maybe a year here in the Pits" I said stroking his hair.
He looks at me with those beautiful eyes of his all watery and makes a cute sniffling sound. "Really? You'd do that for me?" he said looking up at me
"Aren't you the one who said I'd do anything for you?" I said caressing his cheek
"B-But what about your job? What about Kinnetik? You're clients–"
"Most of whom have to fly out here to meet me, I mean sure some of them are local. But I'm sure they wouldn't mind coming to see me in 'The Big Apple'. Plus your career and future is there, you know it's true" I said pulling him into my lap
"Brian your stitches" he complains, I roll my eyes at his concern
"So what do you say sunshine?" I ask
He sighs and rests his head on my shoulder "I guess New York was always this bad guy waiting to take one of us away from each other. So it'd be nice to go together and build our lives there. And we'll get to properly close out this chapter in our lives…sure after we heal up and get married. I'll let you drag me to New York"
"Thanks angel" I said before devouring his mouth
"Mm, Brian we should…ahhh…go home first. Where is home exactly?" he said while I kissed his neck
"Right well I had some movers take all of our stuff from the loft to Britin–"
"Britin?" he said making my ears a little red, I didn't mean to call it that out loud
"In the mist of my drug induced haze that's what I named it" I explain
"Is it supposed to be our–"
"Yes, yes it's our…couple name" I said
"Wow you're not gonna get too soft one me now are you?" he asks giving me that cute little mischievous smile of his.
I grab his hand and place it firmly on my hard cock "never soft" I said making him bite his lip.
Before we could get too carried away the doctor comes back followed by a nurse with a wheel chair. I groan and roll my eyes at the offensive thing.
"Hey you made me leave in one so hop in. I'll go get the car and met you out front" he said giving me a quick kiss and hopping on his crutches
"Can you even drive with that ankle?" I ask him
"I got here okay didn't I" he said before leaving
After I get myself into the chair Dr. Clair asks the nurse to leave.
"I shouldn't do this but you need to know and I'm not sure he's gonna tell you. I didn't want to tell you–I mean I shouldn't tell you at all. But I really didn't want to ruin your whole proposal and–"
"Just spit it out doc" I said cutting her off in the middle of her rambling
"Okay well when someone in Justin's situation, having been kidnapped by someone who's obsessed with him. When or–uh when they get here especially having being drugged, we usually insist that they let us um…uh. Usually we insist on a few test"
"Okay so what kind of test did you perform on Justin?" I ask getting nervous
"I did a um… SOEC on him and–"
"And a SOEC is…"
She sighs sounding defeated "it stands for…sexualoffenseevidencecollection" she says it all in one word probably trying to lessen the blow.
But it doesn't help it's like a rock settled in my stomach. My face goes completely blank and it's like I'm suspended in time. A memory surfaces and I remember something Hobbs said to me before he stabbed me. But at the time I didn't think it was true. Plus between the whole dying thing and all the pain meds. I guess I forgot.
"So what's a…um what did you call it?" I ask even to my ears my voice sounds dead
"It's a sexual offense evidence collection it's type of ra–"
"I–don't say it. What'd you find?" I ask, I probably shouldn't ask but I need to know
"Um…well we found. Are you sure about this?" she asks I just nod
"We found…some of Hobbs DNA on Justin's clothes. On his pants and his…underwear, and there was on him and in him–"
"Where on him?" I demand
"I really don't think–"
"Just tell me"
"We found it on his back and there was some in his…um in his hair. We got all his blood work back and he's fine he's clean, he didn't get anything."
"Why wouldn't he tell me?" I say more to myself than to her
"He says he doesn't remember it, he said that he was drugged and unconscious. But I've seen cases like this is a very complicated thing. No one ever really stays unconscious during that type of trauma. You could be fine for a week, a month, hell even a year. Then one day something triggers a memory."
"Something like what?" I ask
"A word, a smell, a sound it could literally be anything. Which is why I told you, he might not want to tell anyone or talk about it. But he needs to even if he only talks to you about it"
"Thank you for telling me…I think" I said as the feeling returns to my body "I'd like to go home with my fiancé now"
"Right of course I'm really sorry I didn't mean to ruin–"
"Yea I get it you were just trying to help. Thanks"
She wheels me out and I try to fix my face so Justin isn't suspicious. When I get outside Justin is standing by the car nervously biting his nail.
"Hey what took so long" he said hobbling over and taking my bag
"Nothing" I said getting up carefully "I'm driving"
"Bu–" I silence him with a look
I get in the car and slam the door, I see Justin give the doc an angry look before he gets in. we make a stop to pick up some food and other toiletries before we get to the house. When we get to the house Justin spends a while looking around and admiring the house. While I unpack and set up the food in the kitchen, I try to find a way to tell him.
Justin talks my ear off while we eat, he talks about the house. About random thoughts he's thinking of for the wedding. He talks about anything so I can't get a word in.
"And I was thinking of us both wearing white suits or is that too cliché? I mean it's kinda of a nice idea–oh and I was defiantly want us to have Golden Gardenias.
"Golden Gardenias?" I ask
"Their beautiful and there's a Chinese legend that once your lover breathes them in he'll love you forever. The only thing is they only grow in the Xishuangbanna Mountains in Southern China. I'm sure we could have them imported or something–"
"Golden Gardenias just popped into your head right now?"
"I've planned our wedding a thousand times before in my head Brian" he said it like it's just a fact. Like I should already know that he's pictured our life together.
In the middle of his pacing and rambling I grad him and kiss him harder than I've ever kissed anyone including him. He gasps and quickly wraps his arms around my neck. I pick him up and put him on the table.
"Brian I know we're…ah…it's been a while but…your stitches" he gets out in between moans
"Relax" I said picking him up and grabbing the bag from the store "the hospital is only a hour or two away"
He giggles as I carry him upstairs to the bedroom. I know after what the doctor told me we probably shouldn't, but right now we both deserve some normal.