Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Thanks to muffin_donat2007 for the beautiful banner. AN: I don't know how long it takes to get from NH to Pittsburgh. So I'm just going to say two hours. It's probably wrong. So I'm sorry. I have no idea the real amount of time it would take. Chapter Six Justin's POV His words soothe me, and I actually feel safe with him. I haven't felt safe at all, in the last 6 years. Every guy that I would find myself falling for, only wanted me for sex. I mean, I'm not saying that I'm hot as hell. I'm not. I'm just saying that I'm okay looking. Each and every time they used me. Those guys only saw me as an object to desire. They never saw me as a person who is hurting and dying inside, emotionally and physically. I was just a toy to them. Part of me is afraid that the same thing will happen with Brian. But another part of me feels that this time will be different. He didn't react the way the other men I've been with, had. The other men wouldn't have given a flying fuck. They would have ignored it completely. But not Brian. He heard the alarm and saw the lights, and came check on me. I don't know if I should be grateful or terrified, as we lie in his bed together. I know that Brian isn't asleep. I don't know how I know it, but I do. He hasn't moved since speaking, and so I shrug to myself. Suddenly, I find myself telling him, "Thank you." I'm surprised when he snorts a minute later and says,"Don't thank me. I just didn't want that guy coming over here to try and steal any of my things. My Armani is expensive as hell. I didn't want to have to replace it." I stifle the laugh that wants to come out at his words. "Yeah, I know. Armani costs an arm and a leg. It's so much more important than trying to help a neighbor escape a psycho ex-boyfriend." I roll my eyes, as the words come out. They come out sarcastically, but I can tell that Brian appreciates my weird humor. After a moment, I force myself to say, "If you want to, you can top..." I feel sick inside, and I didn't mean to say those words, but they just came out. When I was first starting out and my art wasn't selling good, I usually had to peddle my ass on the streets. It's years later, and I'm still disgusted with myself. I try to keep my fear at bay, as I suddenly straddle Brian. He looks surprised, and doesn't move for a moment. So I quickly press my lips against his, needing to get this over with as quickly as possible. I owe Brian, anyway. To my surprise, the next thing I know he's pushing me away. "What the fuck?!" I'm surprised that Brian is pushing me away. He looks at me and says, "You should sleep. We have to be up in 2 hours." I quickly look around for a clock. To my surprise, it's 4 A.M. Holy Shit! My thoughts must show on my face, for Brian pulls me to him again, and then pulls the blanket back around us. "You really can go to sleep, Justin. I'm not going to do anything." I don't want to sleep, but I find myself losing the battle. It's later, and I find myself being shaken awake, and I wonder who it is. Sitting up slowly, I look around and realize I'm not in my cabin anymore. I silently wonder why, when Brian walks back into the room. Suddenly, the events of the last 24 hours, come rushing back to me. I quickly sit up in the bed, as Brian stares at me. "It's about time you get up. We have forty minutes to get to the airport and on our plane." I sigh softly, trying to let my brain process everything that is going on. I bolt up a moment later, shouting, "SHIT!" Brian gives me a 'what the fuck are you on' type of look. I ignore the look, and quickly dig my cell phone out of my pocket. I press speed dial 1, and wait for Molly to pick up. She does, and I don't give her a chance to speak. "How is everyone on your end?" Molly tells me that everyone is okay so far, but that Jamie misses me. After a moment, I say, "Put Jamie on the phone. I'll see if I can calm her down." Molly does, and a moment later, I'm talking to my daughter. "Jamie, are you okay?" She tells me that she misses me, and asks when I will be on my way home. "I'm on my way home now, don't worry. You just be good for your mom, and I'll see you when I get home. Tell Aunt Molly and Grandma Jen that I love them, and I'll see you all soon. I love you." She replies, and then I hang up the phone. Brian stands there in shock. "You have a kid?" I nod, and then put my cell phone back in my pocket. "Yeah, she's 5 years old." Brian continues to stare at me in surprise, so I just shrug. Then I say,"Can I take a shower?" Brian nods. I thank him, and then go to quickly take a shower. I step out fifteen minutes later, and we leave for the airport. Strangely enough, we make it on the plane just in time. After storing our things, we sit down in our seats, and I close my eyes. I've ridden on planes for years, and I'm very comfortable on them. So I kick back, and wait for sleep to claim me again. Before I do though, I glance over at Brian, to see him reading something. I smile, roll my eyes, and then close my eyes to try and sleep. Before I know it, I'm being awakened again, to find that we have arrived in Pittsburgh. Brian and I grab our things, and then I lead him out of the airport. I call for a cab, and then tell Brian we have to wait ten minutes for our cab. When the cab pulls up, I give the driver the directions to my mom's house. It takes everything in me, to not tell the driver to hurry up. A little while later, we pull up at my mom's house on Liberty Avenue, and I throw some money at the driver. Then I bolt for the house, pulling my keys from my pocket. Right as I'm about to unlock the door, Daphne opens it. I quickly hug her, and then remember Brian. He walks up behind me, and I quickly introduce them. Moments later, I ask where Jamie is. Right as I say that, my little girl comes running down the hall towards me, I take her into my arms, and hug her tightly. After a moment, though, I remember everyone else. Molly, my mom, and Kevin join us, as well as a man that my mom has started to date. A guy named Tucker. He's twenty-four just like me, and the thought of them dating makes me want to hurl. I set Jamie down, smiling as she runs her fingers through her blonde hair. She has my hair and eyes, and everything else of Daphne. Turning to Brian, I introduce him to Molly and Kevin, Daphne and Jamie, and my mom and Tucker. When I mention Tucker, Brian gives me a look. I know he's thinking the same as me. The guy is our age, and dating my mother? Ew. I shudder, and then turn back to my little girl. She ignores me though, and looks at Brian. "Hi, I'm Jamie." She says shyly. I laugh at how sweet my daughter is acting.