Brian stopped the car in front of the house that the blond told him to. He got out quickly and opened the door for the blond. Justin walked towards the house and Brian looked at it. It was huge but by now the surprise factor was dying. All of the houses they went to were huge; so far Justin’s was the biggest. He went back in the car and sat down. This time he had brought a book to read. He’d already read it but it was the only thing he had handy. He kept looking at the door ready to get out and open the door for Justin when the blond came back, an hour later the brunet was doing just that. “Get her stuff,” Justin said. Brian waited until the girl was inside the car before he closed the door. Then he walked to the entrance of the house where the door had been left ajar. He went inside and saw the two pieces of luggage waiting for him in the foyer. He grabbed them, closed the door and walked with them to the car. He placed them in the trunk and then got inside waiting for instruction. “We’re going to the airport, Brad,” Justin told him. Brian didn’t even bother to correct him. He had the first few times it happened and Justin had looked at him like he was from Mars. Then he said he knew that but still kept calling him Brad. “I’m going to miss all of you,” Celeste said. “Especially you, Jus.” “Yeah right,” Justin told her laughing. “I bet that once you and Erick are in each other arms you would be like my friends? What friends?” Celeste laughed. “That’s not true.” Justin rolled his eyes. “You have to bring me something.” Brian listened to them and he wanted to vomit. It was the second time on the day he was driving Justin around with one of his friends. They talked about the same stupid crap. And all their stupid problems; like not being able to pick a cell phone because they couldn’t decide between pearl white and red cherry was a life threatening crisis. He wanted them to have a taste of his life so they could bitch and moan. When they got there Brian got her luggage out and watched as they hugged each other like they were never going to see each other ever again. Someone came for her stuff and helped her. Brian opened the door to the Benz so the young blond could get inside. Then he got in the driver’s seat and drove out of there while he waited for instructions of where the blond wanted to go next. “Where do you want to go, Mr. Taylor?” Brian asked when Justin didn’t say anything. Justin who had been staring at Brian frowned. He pouted and made his brain work. “Uh, I don’t know. Let’s go shopping.” Brian frowned not sure what that meant. Those were all the instructions he got. So he shrugged and drove to where he used to buy his clothes. It was always top of the line for him. He parked and then went to open the door for the blond, which he was getting quite tired of, but it was part of the job. “Come with me,” Justin told him. So Brian locked the car and followed the blond. Their shopping adventure turned into a six hour nightmare for the brunet. The first hour Justin just walked around window shopping before he finally went into one of the stores. Then he proceeded to try as many things as he could before he left without buying a thing. In the second store, shoes’ heaven like Brian liked to call it, Justin ordered everyone around and yet again he didn’t buy anything. The brunet thought Justin was doing it on purpose but then by the time they hit the third store he could see that Justin was just picky. That along made him wish he could strangle the blond. So he got to thinking that maybe the apple didn't fall that far from the tree after all. Father and son were already dead by Brian's imagination plenty of times. “Mmm,” Justin said as he looked himself in the mirror. He was trying on a pair of gray slacks with a white button shirt. He looked down at the black shoes and smiled. “I look good, don’t I?” Brain stopped himself from rolling his eyes. “Yes sir.” Justin looked at Brian and sighed. He knew Brian didn’t mean it and he bit his lower lip. Then his eyes narrowed at he stared at Brian through the mirror. “I’m hungry.” Brian arched a brow. “Go get me something to eat,” Justin told him. “A burger with fries and a shake,” the blond said. “Strawberry.” “You will be here when I come back?” Brian asked. Justin smiled. “If I wanted to ditch you I would have already.” Brian sighed and went to get what Justin wanted. When he came back in less than forty five minutes Justin had about twenty bags lined up at the cash register. He sighed and walked over to the blond. “Where is my food?” Justin asked glaring at Brian. “In the car,” Brian told him. “Good,” the blond said smiling. “Take my stuff.” Brian did and followed the blond. When they got to the car Brian put everything in the trunk. Then he saw Justin standing by the car waiting for him to open the door. “There you go princess,” Brian said when he did. “Excuse me?” Justin asked as he glared at Brian. “Mr. Taylor,” Brian told him. Justin arched a brow and got in the car never taking his eyes from the brunet. When Brian closed the door he could have kicked himself. He couldn’t believe he was letting the blond get to him. But the boy was such a snob and Brian was tired of it all. He reminded himself that the he needed the job a few times. “I want to go see Vaughn,” Justin told him and sucked on his shake. “Maybe you can get us some dessert from Vince’s. Vaughn likes it.” “Of course,” Brian told him as he drove to the teenager’s house. “And,” Justin said. “Never again call me princess, Brad. Or I’ll have you fired,” the blond told him. Brian hated the fact that Justin had his air that he was better than anyone. He wondered briefly if he would be held responsible if he drove into a pole. *** “Stop being sad, Vaughn,” Justin said as he got in the bed and straddled his friend. “She’s coming back.” “She’s with him,” Vaughn said and pouted. Justin rolled his eyes. “So what? Stop it. You know that you two would only be friends.” “I can fuck you if that would help you,” Bobby said from the window. Vaughn looked up at her thought about it and sighed. “What are you doing?” Justin asked looking at Bobby as she stood there. “Nothing much,” she told him. Justin got up and walked to where she was. He stared out of the window and saw Brian who was sitting on the hood of the car. He stared at her and arched a brow. “What?” Bobby asked. “He’s hot.” “Weren’t you offering to fuck me just seconds ago?” Vaughn asked. Bobby smirked and walked over to him. Justin stared out the window at Brian. He tilted his head to the side and smiled. Suddenly he frowned and shook any thoughts of Brian out of his head before he went to his friends. “Let’s go out.” “I don’t want to go out,” Vaughn told him. Bobby caressed the moping boy’s head. “We can go to Babylon,” Justin said smirking. “Yeah, lets,” Bobby said. Vaughn groaned. “How is that going to sheer me up?” “Someone would definitely blow you,” Justin told him. “I’m not into guys,” Vaughn pointed out. “I can blow you,” Bobby told him smirking as she looked at Justin who was chuckling. “Really?” Vaughn asked. “In front of people?” “You’re such a slut Vaughn,” Justin told him. “She’s the one offering, remember?” the distraught boy pointed out. Bobby and Justin laughed. “Uh, you know what,” Justin said. “We can take Brian with us and shock him to no end.” Bobby laughed. “Uh, I can blow him too.” “Whore,” Vaughn told her. “I don’t know. I just want to be alone.” "What if he says something to your father, Justin?" Bobby asked. The blond shook is head. "I'll slip him something extra so he keeps his mouth shut. That's what I used to do with Spencer. I used to give him two hundred and he lied for me. If Brian fucks me over he's gone." "And the king has talked," Vaughn teased. Justin rolled his eyes. “I’m picking you up at nine so be ready.” “Uh, Justin,” Bobby said getting up. “Take me home.” “You have a car,” he pointed out. “Take me home,” she told him as she grabbed his arm. “Pretty please.” The blond laughed and nodded. When they walked to the car Brian opened the door for them. Bobby gave him a big smile and Justin snickered. He was having so much fun. “Thank you, Brad,” the blond said. "Yes," Bobby said. "Thank you, Brad." “Of course, Mr. Taylor,” Brian told him and swallowed his irritation. Justin smirked at her and the two of them laughed. *** Brian laughed as he stood on the alley watching people go by. Justin had tried to shock him by bringing him to Babylon. The blond had told him he could go inside and have a few drinks but he’d refused. If he went inside a few drinks wasn’t the only thing he was going to have. “Brian Kinney,” a guy said smiling. Brian smirked and arched a brow. “Do I know you?” “No,” the man said. “I’m Pat.” “Right,” Brian muttered. “Do you have a light?” Pat asked as he took out a cigarette. Brian reached for his lighter and gave it to the man. He pulled out his own box and then lighted one as well. “You’re not going in?” Pat asked. “No,” Brian replied. “Why not?” Pat asked him as he blew out the smoke. Brian smirked. “What is it to you?” “They say you’re an asshole,” the brunet said. “That could be true,” Brian told him. “Mmm,” Pat muttered and took a hit of his cigarette. “You know what else they say?” “What?” Brian asked with a knowing smile. The look Pat was giving him was clear. “That you’re the best fuck in town,” Pat said coming closer. The brunet didn’t say anything else. Pat threw his cigarette away before he got right in front of Brian. Then he got on his knees and opened Brian’s belt. He opened the zipper and smiled as he pulled Brian’s cock out from his underwear. The brunet threw his cigarette away as well and pulled out a condom. He put it on and smirked at the trick. “You’re so big,” Pat told him. “Less talking and more sucking,” Brian told him. Pat did just that. Half way through the brunet pushed the man away and made him stand up. He pushed him against the wall and proceeded to show him that what people said was true. “Jesus,” Pat said after he came. “Fucking hell.” Brian threw the condom away and did his pants. Pat was doing his pants when Vaughn, Bobby and Justin reached them. “What are you guys doing?” Bobby asked looking from Pat to Brian. Pat smirked and pulled a card. “Call me.” Brian threw it away. “I don’t do anyone twice.” “You really are an asshole,” Pat said smirking. “You knew that,” Brian said. “I don’t feel good,” Vaughn said holding his stomach. Brian looked back at the teens and saw that Justin was glaring at him. “Do you guys want to go to the hospital?” Justin opened the door to the car and shoved Vaughn inside. Then he got in and Bobby afterwards. Brian shook his head and got in the car. He drove Bobby home and then they took Vaughn home. The whole ride to the Taylor's, Brian didn’t have to look at Justin to know that the blond was glowering at him. And he couldn’t help but smile at that. *** The next day Brian arrived at the Taylor's a bit hesitant. The night before Justin and him had an argument about Brian fucking people while he was working. Brian only thought it was more because he was getting laid and Justin wasn’t. They agreed that Craig was not to find out about any of it. Brian hadn’t been surprised when the blond had told him that he knew his father always asked him of where they been. So Brian knew that when Justin went to Babylon he had to lie and he didn’t minded at all. He was sure that Craig Taylor was a homophobic prick and he wouldn’t be the one ratting out the blond no matter how much the brat annoyed him. When Justin was ready to go out Brian was there and with the door open. Except that Justin went to the other side opened the door and got in. Brian sighed and knew it was going to be a long day. He wasn’t wrong about that. Justin made him drive around in circles saying that he wanted to go to a place and then changing his mind. He wasn’t going to get angry. He wasn’t going to let the brat get the best of him. He was older and wiser and…he so wanted to commit murder. “Oh,” Justin said. “Let’s go to the mall.” Brian hated the mall with a burning fury but he drove there and hoped that Justin changed his mind. But of course the teenager didn’t. Once there Brian thought it would be okay but Justin made him go with him. “Oh, Brian,” Justin said. “I’m going to call Bobby. You should go pick her up.” Brian nodded. He would do anything as long as he got out of that place. So when he got to her house he waited for her. Then he went and asked for her but she wasn’t there. He was informed that she was with her friend. Brian thought that meant Vaughn so he went to the boy’s house and she wasn’t there either. Now he had Vaughn in the back seat of the car driving to a Vivian’s house because supposedly that’s where Bobby was. “Here,” Vaughn said giving his phone to the brunet. Brian took it and listened to Justin on the other side. “Brad,” Justin complained. “Where are you?” “I’m picking up your friend, Mr. Taylor,” Brian said as he waited outside Vivian’s house. “What is taking you so damn long?” Justin asked. Brian sighed. “Do you want me to tell her to hurry up?” “Brad,” Justin said completely ignoring what the brunet had said. “Why don’t you have a cell phone?” Brian wasn’t about to tell the blond from hell, like he liked to call him that his phone had been cut. “I never thought I needed one.” “Well, you should buy one,” Justin said before he hung up. Brian was sure he was paying for something but he wasn’t sure what. By the time he got everyone, including Vivian to the mall he was sure he was going to cut his own wrists. Forget about dreams of killing Justin; he would be happy if he just could vanish. He was sure they were doing it on purpose. First Vaughn wanted to leave so Brian had to take him home. By the time he was making his way back he had to stop to refill the tank. Then the girls plus Justin made him drive to the park and when they got there they told Brian that they were having a picnic and that he had to go get the food. Because no, apparently that wasn’t something they could inform him of before. So Brian was back with plans of strangling people and what not. When he came back he had to take Vivian home because apparently she had to be home before her parents found out she had left without their permission. When he returned he couldn’t find Bobby or Justin anywhere. He walked the park back and forth for almost two hours when finally he returned to the car. That’s when he found Bobby on her own car and Justin next to her parked behind the Benz. They told him they had gotten tired of waiting for him and had called a friend to pick them up. “Where do you want to go?” Brian asked once he was behind the wheel and Justin was in the backseat of the Benz. “Mmm,” Justin muttered. “Let’s go to Vaughn’s house. I want to see how he’s doing.” “Of course,” Brian told him. The brunet looked through the rear view mirror and saw the blond smirking. He gripped the steering wheel and reminded himself that he wasn't going to let the petulant child win. *** “Can you connect your old phone?” Michael asked. “I used to pay too much for it,” Brian said. “Oh, okay,” Michael said. Brian looked at the cell phone in his hand. It was simple and it would serve its purpose. “So how is work?” Michael asked. “That kid is the devil,” Brian said. Michael laughed. “What are you talking about?” Brian sighed. “He and his friends are nothing but idiots,” the brunet informed him. “They are trying to get on my nerves. It’s a game to them because they don’t have anything better to do in their pathetic little lives.” “Okay then,” Michael whispered. “Someone hit a nerve.” The brunet shook his head and stared at the lady. “How much would it be if I pick this phone?” he asked her. “Are you going to take the insurance?” she asked as she chewed on her gum. “Uh, sure,” Brian told her. “That would be a hundred and fifty,” she said. “But the bill would be forty five each month as long as you don’t surpass your limit.” “I’ll take it,” Brian informed her. Michael smiled. He knew that his friend was getting his life back on track little by little. He knew that if anyone could Brian was that person. After all the shit that had been thrown his way he was happy that Brian was strong enough. He always managed to pull through anything. “Do you want to eat something?” Michael asked. Brian looked at his watch. “I have a few hours ‘til ten. Justin sleeps in late.” Michael nodded. The two of them waited for Brian’s cell phone to be activated and then they left. They went to the diner and had breakfast. Emmett was there who told Brian about the things he’d done because he barely saw the brunet anymore. Michael had to listen to everything yet again. After Brian left Michael and Emmett stayed at the diner. “He’s different,” Emmett said. Michael stared at Emmett and nodded slowly. “I know.” “Is that a good or a bad thing?” Emmett asked. Michael shrugged. “He has gone through some pretty fucked up things. What Kip did to him was low.” Emmett totally agreed about that. “He lost everything Emmett,” Michael said. “Everything that he worked so hard for and he didn’t even do anything wrong.” “I guess that can change anyone,” Emmett whispered. “This morning we went to buy a cell phone and he was…he was worried about money,” Michael said. “He never did that before.” Emmett frowned at that. “Except when we were kids, and when he was in college,” Michael said. “That’s how Brian was. And he let…everything go to his head. When he got the job at Ryder he changed a bit, you know. But he worked so hard for it so I guess he deserved it you know.” Emmett arched a brow. He didn’t know that. “Maybe this will teach him that one day you can be on top and the next you’re way low,” Emmett said. "He'll appreciate everything more now." “He’s going to be okay,” Michael said. “He’s going to make it. He’s strong.” Emmett smiled. “And because he has such good friends.” Michael laughed at that. “That too.” *** “Then yesterday I made him get me like a hundred things that supposedly I had forgotten at home,” Justin said smirking. “And he went each time for them and back here,” the blond said. Bobby laughed as she listened to Justin. “Justin, do you like Brian or something?” “What?” Justin asked. “Are you nuts?” “Then why are we making his life miserable?” Bobby asked. “Yeah, why are we?” Vaughn asked. “Because he’s an asshole,” Justin said. “If I liked him I would be taking him to my room and telling him to fuck me.” “What did he ever do to you?” Bobby asked. The blond pouted. “You like Brian way too much. You’re defending him.” “I’m not,” she said. “I was just wondering. Okay, so I do like him, so what?” “You are so weird,” Vaughn said looking at Bobby. “You see how he looks each time Justin calls him Brad?” Bobby asked. Justin laughed at that with his friends. “Where is he?” Bobby asked. “Oh, before I came inside I told him to go buy me some ice cream,” Justin said. “And,” the blond said smirking. “He has a cellphone now and guess who has the number?" “So?” Bobby asked. “I have an idea,” Justin said. Vaughn chuckled as the blond’s eyes twinkled. He knew it was going to be something funny. Justin grabbed his cell and called the brunet. “Brad, are you still at the store?” he asked and before Brian could answered he kept on talking. “I don’t want chocolate anymore. I want strawberry and Bobby wants mint with chocolate chip but the white one, not the green. Oh and Vaughn wants ice cream cake. Did you got all that? Good,” he said and hung up. “I don’t like mint chocolate,” Bobby said frowning. Justin laughed. “That’s okay. I’ll call him and let him know.” “That man is going to quit,” Vaughn said stretching on the floor as he reached for the remote so he could change the channel. “Or kill you,” Bobby said. “Or he will disappear like Spencer did.” “Mmm,” Justin said shrugging as he waited a few minutes before calling the brunet again. “Yes, Mr. Taylor?” Brian asked. He was already out of the store and if Justin said he wanted something else he was going to kill someone. “Bobby wants strawberry and I want the chocolate one after all,” the blond said. “Okay,” Brian said smirking because when Justin had called he had already bought the chocolate one. And now he had the strawberry which meant that he would get the mint one for himself. “Um, and we thought that you could get us some chocolate cake too,” Justin said like a little kid. “Thanks Brad, you’re the greatest.” When Justin hung up Bobby laughed. “I bet he has murderous thoughts against you,” Bobby said and then moved to lie next to Vaughn. Justin frowned because that’s not the thoughts he wanted Brian having of him. He shrugged it off and lay next to his friends. The three of them went downstairs when Brian called saying he had everything. Bobby started complaining right away. “This ice cream melted.” Brain sighed. “I went to get the cake and it’s really hot out.” “No shit, Brad,” Justin said. “That’s why we wanted ice cream.” “My name is Brian, Mr. Taylor,” Brian told him. Vaughn bit his lower lip. He wanted to laugh so badly. "It won't taste the same," Bobby said with a pout. Vaughn kept quiet as he wondered how much Brian was willing to take. One day the man might try to kill them all or leave and never come back like Spencer had done. Justin stared at Brian. “Keep the ice cream. Let this be the last time it happens, Brandon.” Vaughn turned around and ran with the cake to his room. Bobby followed him. Justin was sure they were laughing their asses off. He turned around and followed his friends. “Fucking spoiled brats,” the brunet muttered as he went back to the car to wait. Brian closed his eyes counted to ten and told himself over and over that if he killed Justin he wouldn’t have a job anymore.