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 3 Therapy
POV Justin
It has been a few weeks since I started PT. I hate it. I don't want people touching me. I only want Brian. Where is he? Why isn't he here? I want Him here with me. That was all running through my mind as I leaning back in bed. My mom was trying to talk to me but I didn't want to listen.
"Please Justin. Just listen. The Hospital thinks that you are ready to leave and go home. You're going to have to continue PT but Im gonna take you home today." My mom said. I just looked up at that. I was happy to be finally able to go home. But my home wasn't My mom's. It was Britin. With Brian. I just saw my mom packing up my stuff and I started getting up and ready.
"Mom. I can't go home with you. I need to go see Brian. I need to go to the loft." I said. I was close to tears. I just wanted to be with him so badly.
"I just need you to be home in my care first. Please. I promise I will do whatever possible to bring Brian." I was satisfied for now with her answer. As I started packing up, She had Molly take my belongings to the car and then I hobbled to the car. My side still hurt from getting Kicked, but at least I could walk.
It didn't take long for us to get to the house. As soon as I got there, my mom made me throw the ball with Molly and then go to bed and sleep. But instead of sleeping, I was awake and waiting for My mom and Molly to fall asleep. As soon as I knew they were asleep, I went out and started walking. I dont know how I got there but I ended up on Liberty Avenue. I started freaking out because of the people all around me. At some point I ended up running in the street just to get to the loft.
In a few minutes, I was standing outside of Babylon. I didn't expect to go here but there was less of a crowd here. I ended up going into the parking lot and looking for Brians car. I found it and waited for him by sitting on his hood. Suddenly, people started crowding around me because they wanted to be the lucky one that Brian took home. I started hyperventalating and started yelling for people to get away when suddenly I felt arms circle around me. I started screaming until I heard Brians Voice. "Its ok Justin. Im here."
When I was settled, Brian put me in the car and drove. I didn't know where he was taking me until we were parked outside of My mothers house. "Please. Just take me to the loft. Anywhere but here. Please."
"I had to take you here. If i did't and mother Taylor knew that you were at my loft, she would castrate me." Brian said. He started to get out but i just stayed where I was. I saw that the lights were on so they knew that I was gone. Brian went up to the door and knocked. Almost immediately did I see a frustrated Mom burst open the door. She started talking to Brian and then He pointed to me. Molly had walked over to me so mom could talk to Brian.
"Hey Justin. You gave us a fright but I'm glad you're ok." She said as she opened my door and tried to pull me out. I started freaking out when she touched me. In a moment, Brian and my mom was there. Brian started cradling me.
"Brian, Molly, Can I talk to you both? Justin you can stay in the car." I saw them all walk away and I started crying. Why can't I just be normal?
POV Brian
Jennifer had asked to talk to me and molly. I felt like a little kid in trouble. "So I want Brian to take Justin. He is the only one that can touch him and help him. Please take him." She started crying.
"Ok. But I don't know what his PT trainer wants him to do." I said. It felt like the last time that Justin got bashed. But this time I knew that he wouldn't be in my care just because he got bashed. But because I can't have someone I care about, so broken and hurt.
"He just wants you to have him stretch his hand and then throw a ball around. Kinda like last time but for a longer period of time and everyday." Replied Molly. Molly looked so hurt that she couldn't even hug her brother without him freaking out. As they handed me some of the stuff Justin had from New York, I headed to the car and put it in the back. Justin looked like he had been crying so what I did was kiss his forehead.
"Everything is gonna be alright. Im taking you back to the loft. Im gonna be there every step of the way." I said. I realized I sounded Chick flicke so I just started the car and drove.
"For a second, it sounded like you were turning Lesbian there" Justin laughed as I glared at him. The rest of the ride was quiet until we pulled up to the loft. "Whatever happened to Britin?" He asked.
"Its still there. I still own it." I said. I was getting a little nervous when he asked this next question.
"Why do you still have it when I left you?" He asked. I decided that I was going to say the truth.
"You left to start your career. And I still have it for when you come back to me." I said. I hurried and grabbed bags and called the elevator. When we got up to the loft, I knew that Justin was staring at me. I tried to ignore it and put away his things into the drawers when I felt arms encircle me.
"I missed you so much. I wanted to come back so many times. But I felt that if I did come back, You would think that I'm sacrificing myself for you." Justin said while he was crying. I turned around and held him. When he was done crying, I carried him to the bed.
"I missed you too. When I let you go to New York, I was afraid that you were gonna be gone for good. Like how I felt when Babylon was Bombed." I said as I started kissing him. It proceeded to more than kissing soon after. It felt as though we needed to reconnect. I started kissing down his body until I got to his hard on.
"Please hurry. I need you in me soon." Justin whimpered. That did nothing to stifle my excitement. I sucked him to the back of my throat and then I took the lube that was next to the bed. I put some on my fingers and circled his anus with them. "Oh god. Hurry!" Justin moaned. I prepared him as fast as I could. When I was done, Justin had already opened a condom pack and started rolling it onto my cock.
"Shit." I groaned as he pushed me back onto the bed. I didn't expect him to have the upper hand but I was ok with that. He started to lower himself onto my cock as fast as he could. He had to go slower because it had been a while but once he was on, he was a moaning wreck. He rocked back and forth and had me pull out almost all the way and then he sunk back on. I thought he was going too slow so I pushed him so I was on top and started thrusting like no tomorrow.
"BR-IAN...AHH...Shit!" Justin screamed. I knew he was close because he was reduced to one syllibol words and sounds. I started thrusting harder in a position that I knew hit his prostate. In minutes, he was screaming and shooting his load on our stomachs. I followed soon after while he was milking me with his ass.
"Fuck!" I said. When I was spent, I pulled out and rolled over. Justin then moved in closer and nuzzled his head into my neck.
"I love you" He said as he was drifting off to sleep. When I thought he was asleep, I answered.
"I love you too. And will never let you go again"