A/N: All though I don't have all 5 reviews, I'll post this chapter.

Queer as Folk: Alternate Universe

When Brian got to the roof of his building, he couldn't believe what he saw. He was so shocked. Justin was standing on the wide ledge, inching closer to the edge. He stood there because he was so shocked then started running towards Justin. "Justin!" Brian yelled. Justin turned and saw Brian running toward him. "What are you doing?" Brian asked, when he got to Justin.

"What the fuck does it look like?" Justin didn't know why, but he was pissed off.

"Calm down and get down from there."

"What's the point? I'll still feel the way I'm feeling. And they'll never go away!"

"Justin, please, get down from there. You can talk to me." Brian practically begged Justin. Justin didn't listen. He inched closer to the edge. Brian grabbed his hand. "Please Justin." Justin decided to look at Brian. Brian looked up at him with pleading eyes. (A/N: I know it's not like Brian, but that's the way I'm writing him...deal with it.) Justin turned all the way around. All of a sudden, Justin broke down crying and collapsed. Brian helped him off the edge, and hugged Justin. Justin hung on to Brian like his life depended on it. Brian rubbed his back, trying to get him to calm down. 15 minutes went by when Justin was calmed down. Brian and Justin went inside. After Brian closed the window, he went over to Justin, who hugged his knees to his chest, sitting on the couch. "Justin, talk to me." Justin just sat there, continuing hugging his knees to his chest. "Justin. Please. I want to help you. But I can't unless you tell me what's going on."

"Why?" Justin asked, quietly.

"Because I... I care about you damn it!" Brian didn't know where this anger came from. He took a deep breath, to calm down. "I told you when we first met that I care about you. Can you please just talk to me?" Justin sighed. I might as well. He's never gonna give up. Justin thought.

"I just...I always felt uncomfortable...in my own skin." Justin started. Brian put his arm around Justin's shoulders. "And...low self esteem. Those feelings just never went away." Justin was crying by now. "I wanted those feelings to go away."

"By killing yourself? Justin, if you want those feelings to go away, talk about it. I'm not the one to be giving advice about expressing emotions because I've never done that. I wish I had. It would have saved so much stress and grief. You can always talk to me. Okay?" Justin nodded. "How about you go take a shower and then we'll go out to dinner?"

"You want to come with me?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Like you said, we're both guys. You have what I have." Justin smiled at Brian and he smiled back.

"All right. Then let's get a shower."

After showering, and getting dressed, Brian and Justin went to the diner. "Justin, you need to eat more. You're way to skinny." Brian told Justin as Brian drove to the diner. "You can practically see your ribs.. That's not good."

"Okay Brian, I get it. You would look like this too if you have barely eaten for two weeks."

"But seriously, you need to eat more."

"Brian, I'm eating the shit load of food you brought to the loft and I've only gained like 3 pounds. I should have gained more than that."

"You'll just have to keep eating the shit load of food I bring home then."

A/N: I know these chapters are short. I'm trying my best at writing and making these chapters longer.