A/N please review!! they keep me going! Smevalicious banner And now I try to lie It's eating me apart Trace this life out The loud clanging of the bell above the door makes me pull away from Justin’s sweet mouth. “Ohmygod! Baby! You sooo did not tell me this was the stud you were shopping for!!” Emmett squeals as he runs to our booth and plops down next to Justin. Fuck. A look of panic washes over Justin’s face. “Wait, you know about Brian?” “Oh please honey, he hasn’t told you? We’re clubbing buddies!” Ha. Funny Joke. I give Emmett a withering look as a mischievous smile takes over Justin’s features. “Oh really…” “Oh you must come with me, Ryan, and Teddy to Babylon tonight! Brian can come too.” “Ah shucks Emm I’m flattered. Where is Theodore anyway?” Last I saw of the poor schlop he had a shiner for not doing the football team’s math homework. “Teddy and Ryan are both working.” “What’s Babylon?” “Only the hottest gay club in Pittsburgh! We go there all the time on the weekends. Hot guys, great music, and Debbie’s brother’s friend is a bouncer, so we get in for free!” “It also helps that you blew him.” “Who needs silly details?” “Who’s Teddy?” Justin speaks up. “No one, you’ll meet him tonight.” “Be nice Brian,” Emmett adjusts his powder blue cabbie hat, “I just stopped in for a lemon bar but alas, I too must venture back into the dreary confines of child labor.” With a dramatic huff he skips to the counter and steals a lemon bar, leaving a five dollar bill in its place. “You done?” I ask before anyone else can interrupt our date. “Yea” He answers enthusiastically, ready for our next adventure. “Good” I throw down some bills and pull him out of the booth by his smaller, yet strong hand. As we exit the diner I don’t want to let go of his hand. It’s weird, I’ve never felt anything like this before and I never want it to stop. Just like the song in the car. It was ridiculously embarrassing but it said everything I wanted to tell him. The tune returns to my head. “Falling even more in love with you, Letting go of all I’ve held on to, I’m standing here until you make me move, I’m hanging by a moment here with you” God I’m such a freak. Justin’s POV We spent the rest of the day walking around Liberty, talking about nothing and everything all at once. I didn’t think Brian was a dumb jock but his extensive knowledge about art, history, and politics really surprised me. The song we sang earlier stuck in my head, each verse ringing true for my feelings. God I’m such a freak, first date and I’m already in love. It was getting close to the time we said we would meet the gang and I realized I was still wearing a long sleeved shirt and jeans, not exactly club wear. Yet the bruises Craig left last night were all too fresh to reveal. Brian seemed to sense my first dilemma and he led us back toward the Jeep, we were in a café a block away, enjoying lattes and bagels, ever the existential romantic, and pulled out a gym bag. “I didn’t know what we might make of the evening so I brought along some supplies.” Damn the man thinks of everything. My man. “I took the liberty to ask Lindsay for your sizes and picked out some club clothes for you.” Bitch! She didn’t tell me! Oh well, I’m too anxious to see what Brian bought for me. I make a grab for the bag but he lifts it out of reach and guides me into the diner like a child, and to complete the image, I pout. In the bathroom he spins me around and bites my protruding bottom lip lightly, following it with a passionate kiss. He opens the bag and pulls out a pair of black leather pants, which look about ten sizes too small and toss them to me. I stare blankly at him. “Well aren’t you going to put them on Sunshine? Or do you need some help?” “Bri, I’d have to be an anorexic, bulimic, crack addict to fit into these!” Brian steps towards me, closing the gap between us, “They’ll look hot on you.” I let out a heavy sigh and pull off my jeans, bending over and wiggling my tighty-whitey clad ass at him. Before I can start pulling on the pants he grabs my hips, pressing his wet tongue into my covered crack whispering, “Or you could just go like this…” I stand up quickly and will my raging cock down, throwing Brian a sharp look over my shoulder. Somehow I finally squeeze into the leather pants and I have to admit, I do look pretty hot, if the bulge in Brian’s jeans is any indication. Next, out of his bag of tricks, Brian pulls out a white shirt with the front splattered in paint. I would really have liked it except for the fact it was SLEEVELESS!!!!! Shit fuck fuck what the hell am I going to do?? Brian made me promise to tell him if my Dad hurt me again, I am seriously screwed, and not in a positive life-affirming way. Somehow Brian senses my hesitation and won’t let it go. “Justin, is there something you aren’t telling me?” Shit, the floor has become ridiculously interesting. “No, its fine, just umm..” Brian tilts my chin to face him, damn it damn it damn it, why couldn’t you fucking avoid him for one night! ONE NIGHT! God I’m such a pansy ass faggot. “Justin?” His tone is getting impatient. Shit. Oh well, might as well get it over with, at least it’s not that bad, although Brian queens out if I get a paper cut. I sigh once more and slowly peel off my shirt, revealing a couple small bruises on my sides and finger print shaped ones on both my forearms. “God damnit Justin this needs to stop.” “Oh yea and how the hell do you plan on doing that!!??” I have no idea why I’m angry but I just feel like screaming right now. “I don’t know, call the cops, a social worker!” “That’s right, you don’t know do you!?! You don’t know what happens when your dad’s poker buddy cop shows up, seeing nothing but an upset teenager who gets in fights at school and dismisses it!!!! You don’t know what happens when some goody-two shoes social worker shows up and inspects the house and can’t find anything!!!! You know what happens!? Your father rips the chain off your new bike he bought to show the social worker what a good daddy he is and he fucking whips you with it while your mother watches!!!!! He whips you and whips you with it until you pass out from the blood loss and sheer pain!!! And do you know what happens when you wake up!!?? He’s raping your twin sister right in front of you!!!! AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS AFTER HE COMES???!!!! HE TAKES HIS HUNTING RIFLE DOWN FROM THE TROPHY WALL AND KILLS HER!!!!!!!! TO TEACH YOU A LESSON IN BLABBING TO TEACHERS!!!!!! AND WANT TO KNOW THE WORST PART??!!! YOU CAN’T DO A GOD DAMNED THING ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Brian’s POV Oh. My. Fucking. God. I find my self sitting on the bathroom floor of the Liberty diner rocking a sobbing, shaking Justin. Silent tears stream down my face for the pain he had to endure. After Justin finished his shrieking speech he collapsed into my arms, gut wrenching sobs rattling his tiny frame. I rub his naked back, whispering nonsense words in his ear, willing him to calm down. I had no idea it was this serious. Yea, shit, of course a father beating his son is sick and disgusting and he should be shot, but god damn it to rape your own daughter and kill her in front of her twin? I can barely comprehend what Justin has to suffer through each day. God why did it have to be him? It isn’t fair. God fucking damnit NO!! Why can’t I hit the restart button! What the hell did Justin do to deserve this!?! It’s not fair, not at all.