Come back to me
Summary~ Justin has been away in New York for a few years. His career has been doing well but he always feels like something is missing. On one night, after his art show, he was walking down a alleyway to get to his car when suddenly he was cornered by none other than Chris Hobbs and was nearly beaten to death. The last thing he remembered before everything went black was Brian.
Btw~ This story changes POV Between Justin and Brian.
Rated M Because there will be some bad language, horrific scenes and some mature content.
Chapter 2~ Recovery
POV Justin
Why did this kind of stuff always happen to me? Why was Chris even there that night? These were the thoughts that I had since Ive been in the Hospital. Its been a few weeks and they think that I should start physical therapy. The only thing is, is I wont let anyone touch me. In the back of my head, I have this fear that whoever touches me, Is going to hurt me. I can't get past it and when I act out because people keep touching me, they sedate me. How am I going to go back into society when I'm so fucked up? And where is Brian in all of this?
"Honey. I know its hard but you need to consider doing physical therapy. You want your hand to get better don't you?" My mom said.
"What's the point? Im not gonna be able to draw again!" I screamed as I started throwing things around me. "didn't you hear the Doc? He said it is very unlikely that I will be able to paint again! SO WHY BOTHER WITH PHYSICAL THERAPY WHEN ITS NOT GOING TO HELP ME!?"
I could tell that my mom was breaking down at what I was saying. She always hated when I would degrade myself. She knew how much I loved to draw and paint that when I admitted that I wouldn't be able to do what I love, she broke down. "Honey. I know it hurts but he said that you need physical therapy. There is still a chance that you can have the ability to use your hand again."
She tried to calm me down, But it didnt work so the Nurses had to come in and restrain and sedate me.
POV Brian
I havn't been to the Hospital since Justin got the news about his hand. I couldn't stand to see the look in his eyes. The dispair and saddness. I emerssed myself in my work to try and keep my mind off of it. It had helped. I was working on a advertisement with Ted when Cynthia walked in. "Hey Brian. Justin's Doctor called and asked to speak with you" She said.
"Ted you can go ahead and drop this off in the art department and head home" I said. I really didn't want to hear what was going to happen to Justin. I really just wanted him safe and in my arms. When Ted left, I picked up the phone and dialed the doctor's number. "Hello, this is Brian"
"Oh yes. Hello. This is Justin's Doctor. I saw that you were listed as a contact for Justin. I would like to inform you of his behavior and what our next step should be." The Doctor continued. "Justin has been acting out. Whenever we try to help him and start physical therapy, he starts to throw things and pushing us away. I really think that Justin should see a therapist and also start physical therapy. But as you know, both things will cost a big deal of money."
"I will cover all the cost. Don't worry about money. I want the best care that you can give him. And don't tell anyone that it was me who paid for it. Tell them it was Sunshine Smile Foundation" I said. I didn't want people to know because that would ruin my reputation.
"Yes sir. I hope you have a nice day." The doctor said and hung up. I was glad that was a short talk. I decided that i would take the rest of the day off and go by the diner. When I got there, everyone was there. Including Lindsay and Melanie.
"Hey Peter" Lindsay said. She hugged me in a tight hug like she was trying to reassure me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. I knew that something was up. They came all the way from the Canada so they weren't there just to have lunch.
"We decided to move back to Pittsburg. We thought that since Canada accepted Gay Marriage, We would have a better living expirience but it wasn't. They discriminated against Us yankees. So we decided to move back and Gus and JR were so excited to have their Daddy's near them again." She said. It sounded like she was covering something up. Like she didn't want to tell me the main reason why they moved back.
After we all finished eating, I went back to the loft. The loft was very empty without a certain Blonde. I didn't want to admit it but I missed Justin. As I started getting undressed, My phone rang. It was Jennifer. "Hello mother Taylor. How are you doing?"
"Im good but Justin isnt. He really needs you. When he yells at people to not touch him, he screams that he needs You. Please. He needs to get better with your help."
"I can't do that. He needs to go on with his life. If I come back, He will think that he has to stay with me instead of getting better."
"Please. He needs you. Why cant you help him?"
"im already helping him by giving him the best care that the Hospital can give him. So im sorry Jennifer but I will not go to the Hospital. Good bye" I said as I hung up. I couldn't take it anymore so I headed to Babylon and tried to dance the night away.