Debbie hugged Justin tightly.  “Thanks for being here, honey.”

Justin nodded and moved to sit down.  They had all come from the cemetery. Justin didn’t think that Debbie would ever stop crying.  He sat down next to Emmett and frowned.  He stared at his hands and didn’t say anything.

“You can talk to me, you know,” Emmett said.

Justin looked at him and shrugged.  “I thought you wouldn’t want to talk to me.”

Emmett sighed.  “Well, things happen for a reason.”

“Do you guys want anything to eat?” Michael asked coming up to them.  

Justin shook his head.

“Why don’t you sit down for a few seconds?” Emmett asked.

“I have to make sure everyone is comfortable,” Michael said before he left them to greet the people that were coming into the house.

“He’s taking this very hard,” Justin pointed out and frowned.  He felt so bad for everything else that was going to happen with Michael.

Emmett nodded.  

“God,” Justin groaned and got up.  He quickly headed to the backyard.

Emmett got up as well and followed the blond.  When he reached Justin he put his arm around the blond’s shoulders.  “Are you okay?”

“I’m a monster,” Justin whispered.  “God.”

“Don’t think about it,” Emmett told him.  

Justin opened his mouth to say something but stopped when his phone started ringing.  He answered seeing that it was his sister.  “Hey, Molly.”

“Justin,” Molly said with a sight.

Justin’s body stiffened and a chill ran through him.  “Molly, what’s wrong?”

“She’s gone, Justin,” Molly informed him.

Justin closed his eyes not able to say anything.  Tears started to fall freely.

“Justin, what’s wrong?” Emmett asked worried.

Justin snapped out of his shocked state.  “Molly, I’ll be there as soon as I can.  I’ll call you,” he told her and hung up.  Then he looked up at Emmett.  “I have to go.”

“What happened?” Emmett asked.

“My grandmother passed away,” Justin told him.  “I have to go,” he said and started walking away.

“Do you want me to call, Brian?” Emmett asked.

Justin stopped and turned around.  “No,” the blond said.  “Don’t you dare, just tell him that something came up.”

“But, Justin,” Emmett protested.

“Michael needs him,” Justin told the taller man.  “Please, just let it be.”

Emmett nodded and watched him go.  He bit his lower lip and wondered if he should tell the brunet anyways.  He sighed feeling caught in the middle.  He decided to go back and whatever happened then it would.

***

“Justin,” Evan said as he put his hand on his brother’s knee.  “Are you okay?”

Justin tried to give his brother a smile but he was failing miserably.  “I’m okay.  Did you get all of your stuff?”

Evan nodded.  “Yeah.  Molly said she was almost done.”

“Okay,” Justin told him.

“I’m sorry,” Evan told him and moved slowly until he was sitting on the older man’s lap hugging him tightly.  

Justin smiled and cried a bit as his brother held him.  He couldn’t believe that his little brother was the one making him feel better.  He pulled back and cleaned his face.  “Thank you.”

Evan gave him a blinding smile.  

“Are you okay, little man?” Justin asked caressing the back on Evan’s head.  His kid brother had been present for the funeral and the burial of their grandmother and he hadn’t seen him crying once.

“I’m sad,” Evan told him.  “I really loved her and I wish she wasn’t gone.”

Justin pulled his brother into a hug.  “I wish the same thing.”

“Hey,” Molly said sitting next to Justin.

“I’m going to prepare you something to eat,” Evan said as he pulled away from Justin.

Molly smiled at the kid.  “He’s so good,” she said when Evan was gone.

“Yeah,” Justin agreed.

“So, where is Brian?” Molly asked.

Justin glared at her.  “He’s at his house.”

Molly arched a brow.  “What’s going on between you and him?”

“Nothing,” Justin replied getting annoyed.

“Right,” Molly said slowly.  “I’m not stupid, you know.”

Justin sighed.  “Drop it.”

“Tell me, Justin,” Molly told him.  “I’m your older sister.  You used to tell me everything.”

Justin shook his head.  “Don’t worry about it.”

“Justin,” Molly said sternly.  “Don’t be an ass and tell me?”

“What the fuck do you want to know?” Justin asked angrily.  “That he’s home with his boyfriend?  That I love him more than anything in the world and we can’t be together.”

“Justin,” Molly said shocked.

Justin got up and covered his face.  He took a few deep breaths before he pulled his hands away and faced his sister.  “It all happened so fast.”

Molly opened her mouth but nothing came out.

“We tried to stop it, Molly,” Justin said as he sat next to her.  “But it was killing us.  At first I thought it was just me.  But we love each other.”

“Oh, Justin,” Molly said shaking her head.  “You know better than this.”

“He’s leaving him,” Justin whispered.  “For me.”

Molly frowned as he stared at Justin.  “He told you that?”

“And I feel so bad,” Justin told her.  “Michael is such a great guy.  And he’s going through a tough time and I wish I had the strength to tell Brian to stay with him and make him happy but…I want him for me.  I love Brian so much.”

Molly pulled Justin closer to him.  “Oh god, Justin,” she murmured.  She could see how much he was suffering.

“I’m such a bad person,” Justin told her.  “And I just can’t help it.”

“It’s okay,” Molly said.  “It’s not your fault.”

“I should never go back,” Justin told her.  “Jeez.”

“Can you really do that?” Molly asked as she pulled back.  “You don’t think you fooled me by saying Brian was just a friend?”

Justin looked at her with a questioning face.

“I saw the way you looked at each other,” Molly said smiling.  “And grandma saw that too.  After you guys left sometimes she would say how happy she was that you found the right person.”

Justin smiled at that.

“I so agree with her,” Molly told him.  “And if Brian and you love each other then he wasn’t meant to be with this person.”

“I guess,” Justin said and rubbed his teary eyes.  “But it still feels bad.”

“Here you go, Justin,” Evan said.

Justin smiled and grabbed the plate.  

“It’s going to be okay,” Evan said nodding.  

Molly and Justin looked at each other and smiled.

“It is,” Molly told him.  “Whatever is meant to happen is going to.”

And that’s what scared Justin the most because he thought that maybe Brian would change his mind and he was meant to stay alone for the rest of his life.  And the thought alone hurt him so much and scared him so much.

***

Justin rolled his eyes.  “I know,” he said as he talked with his sister on the phone.  

“And what is this about letting him stay up late at night?” Molly asked.

“I did not,” Justin protested.  “I would send him to sleep early Molly.”

“And the things he’s been eating are just horrible,” Molly pointed out.

“How would you know?” Justin asked getting frustrated.

“Because I asked him,” Molly hissed.

Justin stayed quiet.

“Justin!” Molly yelled into the phone.

“I’m here,” the blond told her.  

“Are you listening to me?” she asked. “You have to start taking better care of him.”

“We’ll you’re here now to make sure we’re all walking a straight line,” Justin mocked.

“But he will still stay with you from time to time,” Molly pointed out.  “Like before.”

“I know,” Justin muttered into the phone.  He was sitting on the kitchen island and looked towards the door where there was a knock.  “I have to call you later, someone is at the door.”

“Okay, but this conversation is not over,” Molly informed him.

“I know,” Justin sing sand and hung up.  He got up and walked to the door.  He put his forehead on the cold metal for a few seconds.  He knew exactly who would be behind it.  He opened the door slowly and stared at the brunet.

“Want to come in?” Justin asked.

Brian rushed inside his shoulder brushing against Justin.  Right away Justin knew that Brian was angry and he had a slight idea why.  He closed the door and turned to face the music.

“So,” Brian said glaring at Justin.

“So,” Justin repeated as he crossed his arms.

Brian took two long steps forward and was standing right in front of Justin.  “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?” Brian asked angrily.

“You were busy Brian,” Justin told him as he walked to the kitchen.  He frowned because he really didn’t want anything from there.  “Do you want anything to drink?”

“I wanted to be there for you,” Brian told him.  

“You couldn’t,” Justin pointed out as he shrugged.  “Michael needed you.”

“Goddamn it, Justin!” Brian yelled.

“What?” Justin asked getting mad too.  “I wanted you to be there but it wasn’t fair to him.  Like it’s not bad enough that…” Justin took a deep breath and rubbed the middle of his forehead.

Brian went over to him and pulled the blond into his arms.  “Are you okay?”

Justin swallowed hard and nodded.  “I’m okay.”

Brian caressed Justin’s face and bend down to kiss him.  Justin wrapped his arms around the brunet and moaned as Brian’s body pressed against his.  The taller man pushed Justin against the fridge and quickly pulled the blond’s shirt off.  Then with ease he took off Justin’s pants.  He only managed to undo the first button of his own shirt when Justin stopped him.

“Let me,” Justin said and looked up innocently at the brunet.  He grabbed Brian by the belt and pulled him closer.  He touched Brian’s hard cock through the expensive fabric.  His tongue poked out and licked his upper lip.  

Brian smiled loving every minute of their playful foreplay.  He watched as Justin only undid his zipper and pulled his cock out.  He knew what the blond was doing and he loved it.  It was something that he liked; to fuck Justin with all his clothes on while the blond was butt naked.  

“Fuck me,” Justin moaned.  “Fuck me hard, Brian.”

Brian reached for a condom and put it on.  “Lube,” he said.

“Fuck the lube,” Justin told him.  “Fuck me.”

Brian pushed Justin hard against the refrigerator.  He pulled one of Justin’s legs up and stared at the blond.  “Are you sure?”

“Do it,” Justin told him. 

Brian found his way inside of the blond.  Justin grabbed the brunet by the hair and pulled hard.  Brian yelled with him and pulled Justin up.  The blond’s weight made Brian’s hard cock push all the way inside of him.

“Oh god,” Justin moaned.  “Fuck!”

“Shit,” Brian hissed and tried to keep calm.  It was so tight inside of Justin.  He buried his face on the crook of Justin’s neck and inhaled deeply.  His fingers dug deeply into Justin’s creamy skin.  

“I’m yours,” Justin whispered.  “Fuck me hard.”

Brian started moving in and out of the blond.  He loved how good it was to have the smaller man in his arms.  “So good,” the brunet told him.

Justin gripped Brian’s arms as he moved in coordination with the older man.  “Ahh,” Justin groaned as he threw his head back.  

Brian took the opportunity to kiss Justin’s neck.  Then he bit it and licked it as well.  He pulled back a bit with Justin in his arms before he slammed them into the door of the fridge.  

“Oh god,” Justin yelled as his legs wrapped tighter around Brian.  The man’s cock was rubbing on his prostate and was making him lose all control.  “Don’t stop.”

The two bodies moved wildly.  Their skin was covered in sweat and pre cum.  One of Brian’s arms wrapped around Justin’s waist and his free hand grabbed Justin by the neck.  His hammering turned into jabbing and soon enough both of them were screaming each other’s names.

“That was something,” Brian commented.

“You can let me down old man,” Justin told him.

Brian grinned and turned them around.  He took the blond to his bedroom and put him on the bed.  Then he slowly pulled out of him and got rid of the condom.  The brunet then undressed and joined Justin.  They smiled at each other and caressed one another.  Brian started kissing Justin but after a few second the blond stopped him.

“I’m sorry,” Justin whispered.

“Next time let me decide for myself if I can or cannot be there for you,” Brian informed him.

Justin nodded.  “How did you find out?  I haven’t told anyone.”

“Emmett told me,” Brian said.  “But he only confessed to me today.  He said that since he knew you had come back there was no harm in me knowing.”

Justin smiled happy that Emmett hadn’t said anything at least for a long time.     
 
“Before that he wouldn’t talk,” Brian said.

“How’s everything here?” Justin asked.

Brian shrugged.  “Things are getting back to normal…somehow.”

Justin kept quiet as he played with Brian’s hair.  It had been almost a month and a half since Vic had died.  A part of him had wished he had stayed with his sister longer.  But then being in Brian’s arm was the best thing in his world.  Brian pushed the blond back and smiled.  He bent down and gave Justin a breathtaking kiss.  

“I’m glad you’re home,” Brian whispered.

Justin smiled from ear to ear; all his problems vanished.

***

Michael opened the door to the loft and frowned when he found the loft completely dark.  He closed and locked the door before he walked to the kitchen.  He put the keys on the counter along with the bag of food he was carrying.  “Brian,” he called out as he opened the fridge and took out a bottle of water.   

“I’m in here,” Brian called out.

Michael walked to the bedroom and took off his shoes before he stepped up.  He smiled at Brian but the smile died quickly.  “What’s wrong?”

“We have to talk,” Brian told him.

Michael frowned as he sat down next to the brunet.  He took a sip and waited but Brian kept staring at the floor.  “What is it?”

Brian sighed and pulled his head up to look at his boyfriend.  “I…I think we should…Michael, this is not going to work.”

“What are you talking about?” Michael asked. 

“Us,” Brian told him.

Michael got up from the bed quickly.  “What is with you, Brian?”

Brian got up as well.  He didn’t know how he was going to explain himself.  “I’m sorry, Michael, but is not going anywhere.”

“What do you mean?” Michael asked.  “We’re better than ever!  I don’t understand where this is coming from,” he said.  He thought it was all a bad joke.  He and Brian hadn’t fought in a long time and Brian had been so wonderful for the last few weeks.  It didn’t made sense at all.

“I’m not…” Brian tried to talk but it was futile.  The words didn’t want to come out.

“What?” Michael asked.  He gripped the bottle of water for dear life.  It couldn’t be happening to him.  “If you need me to stay with Emmett for a while I will.  I’ll give you some space.”

“It’s not that,” Brian told him.  “I love you, Michael.  I’ll always love you but…I’m not in love with you.”

Michael shook his head and took a few steps back.  He glared at Brian and the first thing that happened was him throwing the bottle of water at the brunet.  “Fuck you, Brian!  I have always given you everything you wanted.  Everything!”

“I know that,” Brian shouted back.  “I’m sorry.”

Michael shook his head.  “I can try harder,” he said as he walked closer to Brian.  He grabbed the brunet by the arms.  “I can do it.  I can make it work.”

“It’s not going to happen,” Brian informed him.

“But,” Michael said and started crying.  He didn’t know what was happening to his life.  Suddenly everything that was secured around him was falling apart.  “Oh god, you’re leaving me?  Is that it?  You want me gone?”

“I want us to try and stay friends,” Brian told him.  It was killing him to see Michael like that but he had to be strong.  

Michael looked into Brian’s eyes and shook his head.  “You’re fucking serious!”

Brian rolled his lips inside his mouth.  He couldn’t believe that he was actually breaking up with Michael.  Debbie was going to have his balls on a platter for sure.  

“Go to hell,” Michael spat out before he turned around and ran out of there.  

Brian sat down slowly on the bed and rubbed his face.  He felt like he was floating and his stomach turned.  He closed his eyes and for a moment wondered if he had done the right thing.  He was breaking off with Michael after so many years; but then Justin’s face flashed across his mind and he nodded.  He was certain of his decision and he got up and reached for the phone to tell Justin’s the news.  He smirked thinking how Justin was just going to flip.   Before he dialed Justin’s number he called Emmett.

“Hey, Michael,” Emmett said.

Brian frowned.  “It’s Brian.”

“Oh,” Emmett said.  “Is just that you never call me,” he said.  He had seen that the call was from Brian’s loft but he never thought it would be Brian.

“Michael must be headed over there,” Brian said.  “I…I broke up with him.”

Emmett couldn’t believe what he was hearing.  “Oh shit.”

“Yeah,” Brian said.  “Just make him feel better or…god, I don’t know.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Emmett told him.  “I’ll take good care of him.”

“Thanks, Em,” Brian said before he hung up.  Then he dialed Justin’s number but thought better if he went and told Justin personally.  Except that, before he could make it to the door his phone was ringing.  He went to pick it up and found that it was Justin.

“Were you calling?” Justin asked.

“Yeah,” Brian admitted.

“What is it?” the blond asked.

“I wanted to tell you something,” Brian told him.  “But decided to do it in person.”

“Could it be that you broke up with Michael?” Justin asked in a hush voice as he moved away to his bedroom.

“Yeah I…” Brian said and stopped.  “How the fuck do you know?”

“He’s here crying his eyes out,” Justin said as he left the door ajar and watched out that Michael wouldn’t follow him into his room.  “He’s in the living room.”

“Oh fuck,” Brian groaned.

“No shit,” Justin said and sighed.  “God, Brian.  I can’t believe this.  This wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“What the hell is he doing there?” Brian asked.

“He came to tell me what happened,” Justin said.  “I could barely understand him.  And then he started pleading with me to go talk to you.”

Brian looked heavenward.  “Get him out of there.”

“Right,” Justin said.  “I’m going to throw him out just like that.”

“Jesus Justin,” Brian hissed.

“I’ll call you later,” Justin told him before he hung up.

Brian stood there all alone.  He could almost laugh about the whole thing.  For the next few hours his phone wouldn’t stop ringing.  The first few calls he answered because he didn’t know news could travel that fast.  But apparently Michael had called Debbie and after that half of Pittsburgh knew about their breakup.  He hated every moment of it.  And instead of being able to be with Justin he was stuck at his own apartment.  

When finally Justin called him back he didn’t hesitated to go to the blond.  As soon as he was holding Justin he knew everything would be alright.  Finally he was going to be able to be with his blond and nothing or anyone would be able to stop him.