Title: The Price We Pay
By : Phoenix Ghost_PG
Rating: Adults Only
Category: Fanfiction, Series, Time Of Your Life, Sequel to Just My Size,
Characters: Justin Taylor, Brian Kinney, Daphne Chanders, Debbie Novotny, Michael Novotny, Emmett Honeycutt, Ted Schmidt,
Gardner Vance, Lindsay Peterson, Melanie Marcus, Gus, Cynthia, Jennifer Taylor, Tucker, Molly Taylor, Craig Taylor,
Chris Hobbs, OMC's and OFC's.
Genre: AU, Drama, General/Misc. Angst/Romance, and Dark Humor
Warnings: Strictly AU, Justin/OMC, Brian/OMC Brian/Justin, OMC/? OCD soon.
Very OOC, and Anti-Michael, Anti-Melanie & Lindsay, with graphic language, and explicit sex in most Chapters. Drug useage, along with explicit behind the scenes porno sex in future chapters.
impliedincestual happenings, but nothing too graphic.
Please remember, this AU Series, The Time OF Your Life is also a sequel, so you need to read Just My Size so this story and the ones to follow will make sense to you.
The Price We Pay picks up one month later where JMS Chapter 5 left off.
For any and all other warnings, please see Chapter 1. of JMS
Summary: A What IF AU Series and a sequel
After a heart-to heart with his best friend Daphne Chanders, Justin ran away to NY... Or, did he?
As soon as he met up with a guy named Jaden that could of been his twin, Justin's life choices took him on a California talespin showing him another world, and the time of his life.
Brian's met someone too, and after a botched kidnapping attempt of Gus by the now jailed Lindsay and her deranged lover Melanie Marcus, thanks to CK Brian's new guy, he now has full and total custody of his and Lindsay's son Gus.
Justin has just gotten the shock of his young life, and he and Jaden have made their difficult decisions.
Rose, Max and Borne are keeping a very special secret from Jaden, and they feel it's for his own good.
One that when he does find out about it, will change his life forever.
Brian, CK and Gus are now back home in Pittsburgh.
For Brian and CK, and everyone else, after California, nothings going to be the same...
Disclaimer: All Characters and situations from Queer as Folk are the properties of Russell T. Davies, Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman, (Cowlip) Showtime, and others. No Copyright infringement has been intended by this author or this website. This story has been invented for entertainment purposes only and has been rated by the author, and not by any independent body.
A/N All mistakes are my own.
(VID!I) I feel the following long assed note
and VERY IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER is necessary,
and it even bears repeating so:
PLEASE READ:
THIS STORY IS TOTALLY FABRICATED!
IN NO WAY IS IT MENT TO CAUSE ANY HARM NOR DISRESPECT TO THE WONDERFULLY TALENTED AND BEAUTIFUL PORNSTAR ACTORS AND former BOYFRIEND'S, HUNTER JAMES, AND DAMON DEMARCO.
THIS STORY IS NOT ABOUT THEM!
THIS PLOT CAME FROM MY OWN VERY FERTILE IMAGINATION.
Come along with me to this fabricated peek into this world, by showing you my view of the fame, the pay and perks as well as the exposure to the loss of personal freedoms and the dangers that 'too much too fast' can bring when suddenly easy access to ANY perversion and or kink, as well as ANY drugs and ANY drink is yours for the taking.
Imagine, people of all types and sexes willing to do anything with you or to you just because of WHAT not who you are, the real you. They don't see that person. They don't want to...
Because to them, you are a mega superstar.
Everybody wants you, wants to be with you and most of all, wants to be YOU.
All the while, more and more dangerous thrills take you down kicking and screaming onto a hell-bent jagged road of your own making, dragging you deeper into an unwelcome journey that's leading you to and leaving you with the cold and stark reality of the severe loneliness and vulnerability fame can cause.
The 'STAR' can be left with unresolved feelings and suddenly wondering, "Is it really me they like, or is it my wealth and my fame and the endless line of 'connections?
The 'white hot' dregs of the flash of stardom come with a 'cold side serving' of harsh reality.
A reality that with or without their clothes, an actor, porn or otherwise, and, from what I have read and have seen, and what I personally know of, they are just 1/10th shy of each other, as a porn star can become an actor, as well as an actor can become a porn star.
AND? They can BOTH suddenly (and for whatever reasons) find themselves becoming the *silent* victims of their own fame.
Unfortunately, we, the public, adoring or otherwise, are soon left pondering as to the many 'why's,' that are all too soon forming on our lips, and in our minds as the senseless destruction of yet another STAR we had helped to build, to send off, is forever now dimmed, silenced in a frozen scream by life's cruel jaws. Forever.
We are left holding the sparkling elusive *star shine* looking back at us from a cherished autographed photo, or a well worn film.
Even a favorite website no longer feels the same, because it's now missing the most important part, the *starshine*.
The *light* that *spark* the very *life* that it was once all about. While the stark facts are all there, lined up neatly for you to learn of, now missing is the most important thing, the person.
Yet when we hear of, or read about what the *person* had done, it feels so surreal.
Because, from where we're left standing, that person, or person's had it all.'
And one word, 'why' can echo in our minds for years.
So, WHILE THERE MAY BE SOME ACTUALY FACTUAL INFORMATION WEAVED INSIDE THIS STORY ABOUT THE PORN WORLD, the good, the bad and the ugly, AND, although I have read and have researched some important facts to make this story very believable in some parts, MOST OF IT IS, AGAIN, FABRICATED.
FURTHERMORE,
ALTHOUGH THE LAST NAME OF KARENA'S FAMILY IS REAL, AND, *imagine MY shock!*
THERE REALLY IS A TITAN PORN PRODUCTION.
I MEAN NO HARM NOR DISRESPECT TO THAT OR ANY OTHER TITAN NAME, IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, AND OR FORM.
ONCE AGAIN, THIS STORY IS ONLY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES, NOT FOR PROFIT.
TY to My beautiful Cassy Love too, for EVERYTHING YOU DO, and for posting and creating the lovely story image piccy of Justin, Jaden and Brian! YOu RAWK babe!
Once again a big shout out to the lovely Gage for the name of Karena's mother. ;) TY So much hun, it's a beautiful name!
ALSO:I am happy yet again to also add a big Thank You shout out to one of my fan's, the lovely Carlina, who very graciously allowed me the usage of her beautiful name for my ficcy! TY! ;) TY!
And for Crystal on Midnight Whispers , thank you for your patience and the encouragement too. Love your reviews, they are what every writer strives for. pg
I dedicate this story in it's entirety, to those *falling stars*, be they porn or not, be they young, or old, that chose to *dim* due to reasons we will never know of, nor shall we never truly understand, in hopes that someday, their senseless self-destruction will cease to exist.
In hopes that someday, an endangered star will be helped before it's too late.
Instead of being simply ignored when they non-verbally have asked for guidance off of any of fames dangerous rides.
Instead of watching them self destruct, afraid for their own lively hood, or job, I pray someone who can, will see beyond the bright light of fame, and reach out to and for the small person sadly hiding inside, wrapped up and trapped beneath the deceptive folds of fickle fortunes cloying silk.
As shooting stars, they are forever in our memories, burned into our hearts and into our minds, as their lives have touched our lives.
May their *starshine* always burn bright...
~Without further adu, I proudly present:
Chapter 1 and the beginning of The Price We Pay~
Woo! Okay, now that all of that's out of the way, go shoo read! ;)
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CHAPTER 1.
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One month later in the Titan mansion
____________The Price We Pay Chapter ONE_________
As the long black double stretch limo was pulling up to the tall gated front, eight people sat thrumming with happiness as Ma and Pa Titan and the twins were practically bouncing in their dark leather seats because they could hardly contain their excitement.
Leaning over so that their linked hands lightly rested on her pronounced rounded tummy bump, Justin and Jaden were exchanging small smirks, and Karena and Dustin themselves looked secretly smug as the vehicle pulled up to a stop before the large staff that eagerly stood on the steps of the mansion awaiting the news about the latest Titan.
Today was the day Karena was to of had her first ultra sound and the sex of the baby would be finally discovered AND announced.
Although there had been a lot of speculations made, several good natured bets among the staff had been placed on the outcome of the happy news.
~*~
It looked like everyone on staff had been holding their collective breath when Pa Titan stepped out of the limo, flashing a wide toothpaste grin before booming, "It's a GIRL! And her name is..."
But the little girls name and any further words from the big man were swallowed up by the loud cheers and excited shouts of, "YES! YES! YES! I guessed it RIGHT!"
Followed by hollers of, "NO! I did, I got it right!"
Then there were more chorus's of, "Aww, a little girl! I'll bet she's gonna be JUST as pretty as her momma and gran!"
And even more exclamations of, "OH MY GOD! I just WON!"
Added to gushed, "Aww, a baby girl to brighten up the mansion! Soon, the little pitter patter of tiny feet will fill the lonely place! Ah to hear child giggles once more!"
It almost made the eight already over stimulated passengers giddy with pride and relief as the words flowed over them like a soothing balm. Some of them making them snicker.
"Congratulations Mr. Titan! I'm sure you're very proud!"
"You SO owe me sucka, pay UP!"
"Bite me bioch! I was the one that called it, So, YOU owe ME!"
"I don't think so!"
"Yeah, ya do!"
"Aww, a little girl! This is great! Congrats boss!"
"THIS IS BLOODY FANTASTIC!"
"AWWW!"
On and on it went like a giant crescendo of joy that had rained down upon them as soon the Titan clan of old and new was surrounded by a beaming and tearful well wishing staff that was more like an extended family than mere employees.
After hugging everyone including the blonde monster and her pet ogre now turned husband, grabbing his own lover by the elbow, Jaden steered his blond through the melee and up the long stairway to their room.
Once the door had been closed, his mysterious grin had been Justin’s only clue, just what the other boy now had in mind.
Easily side stepping Jaden’s 'lunge o' lust', Justin bit his lip and murmured something about having a headache what with ALL of the excitement surrounding the baby, and had begged off any further sexapades by stressing that what he REALY desired right now, was a quick nap. Jaden’s shocked and surprised face had been priceless as Justin slowly shut the bathroom door on it.
And when Jaden had stormed out of the suddenly too small rooms, Justin had felt nothing but relief trickle down his spine.
~*~
The string of expletives and the slammed door was still ringing in his ears minutes later as Justin picked up his slender cell and hit the cherished number and then quickly hung up.
Wiping the sweat from his brow, he berated himself on the fact that this was now the 5th time he had done this.
The early morning and day had been filled with mixed feelings of elation about his baby to be, and then equally frustrating as hell when he'd had to constantly put off Jaden’s more personal unwanted advances in front of the others, especially a smirking Karena.
But, when the more his friend had pushed, the more Justin had become confused and then guilty, knowing what irreversible damage he had done to his and Jaden’s relationship by sleeping with Brian Kinney.
And his guilty frustrations only blossomed, knowing that he had to wait until Jaden FINALLY got fed up and announced that he was going riding on Blu before he could even think about calling Brian.
But, as soon as the main door was shut, Justin had bolted out of the bathroom and across the room and had locked it, and then had fished out his cell, his throat suddenly dry, his mouth panting at his deception.
An hour later, he was STILL in the same position, and staring at his blue cell phone, his heart pounding in dreaded trepidation.
"It's JUST a fucking phone call, for gods sake!" He hotly admonished himself while wondering, 'JUST what in the hell is wrong with me?!' He thought, disgusted with himself for not having the 'balls' to just call 'HIM' and ask the very questions now burning their way through his frontal lobe, as well as letting BRIAN know his own personal TRUTH!'
"The truth will set you free MY ASS!" He muttered aloud, as he picked up the slim cell phone with trembling hands and attempted to punch in the memorized number for the 6th. time.
Half way through the number he froze and quickly deleted the call. Again.
'So, why couldn't he call Brian?' he wondered. Just as quickly his inner voice snarked back, 'Well why SHOULD you? You don't owe him ANYTHING. It was just as you had said it, just a fuck, and didn't it feel GOOD to throw his own careless hurtful words back into his shocked face, hmm?'
The only thing possibly holding him back was THE Christmas Eve memory of the shitty way he had acted toward someone that really hadn't deserved it, and the fucked up way they had 'left things' between them that had just sucked SO damn bad too!
Had his cold behaviour been the catalyst to Brian’s shocking decision? Justin truly hoped not...
But the sex between them that night, now THAT had been, breathtakingly beautiful.
His blue cell fell from his limp fingertips landing on the bed as his mind took him back...
~Christmas Eve night~
The heavy door knob to Brian and CK's suite had twisted open so easily...The haunting tones and then that soft sexy hypnotic voice of Joe Elliot had filled his senses, goading him, giving him permission to just reach out and grab for his hearts desire... Telling him in a song what he wanted to hear, and it was TRUE too!
His whole body had throbbed with the want, crippled with the cravings, with the desires as he had lusted after, burnt for....Oh GOD how he had WANTED Brian Aiden Kinney, ALL TO HIMSELF, every square inch of him, and in that moment SO BAD too!
Calvin Kline be dammed!
IF Justin had HIS way, which he WOULD and tonight, when he got through with his X lover, Brian would be like, "CK WHO?!"
Smirking to himself, Justin had quickly began stripping out of his clothes, quietly popping the buttons to his Levis, and as he was toeing off his shoes and sock and then lifting the hem of his light blue shirt, after pulling it over his head and dropping it on the thickly carpeted floor, the movement made a small shower of electric blue static sparkles in the semi dark, causing his hair to fluff up a bit.
Within minutes, he was standing naked.
As if in a dream, he sees himself reaching out to flip off the stereo switch to silence 'horny Joe' who with his 'naughty' coy suggestions and mesmerizing tones was making Justin hard AND HORNY beyond belief as he pictured Brian and himself in ALL kinds of 'naughty' positions.
But those images melt as does his smile, and he almost jumps out of his skin when he hears, "HEY! I was listening to that CK! You little prick! Turn it back on, NOW!" Barked quietly from inside the open door of the steamy bathroom.
Taking a deep breath and then blowing it out slowly, Justin bit his thumbnail in silent contemplation before he reined in his sudden fears and doubts as he realized that this was Brian...HIS Brian, and no pint sized Texas twat was gonna say otherwise.
Pushing open the door the rest of the way, he slipped his body quietly inside, watching for a moment, or a lifetime spellbound at Brian who was towelling off and humming the song Justin had just turned off.
Standing with his back turned and in the process of wrapping a fluffy red towel around his trim waist Justin softly sighed at the beautiful sight.
'IT'S NOW or NEVER! NOW or NEVER! NOW or NEVER!'
Was being chanted like a mantra marching firmly through his mind and grabbing a hold of his senses as he finally found his vocal cords and said, "Um, I know I'm not 'him' but will I do?"
As Brian seemed to choke a bit on the tune, or the steam, or was it Justin’s question?
Mentally Justin had instantly kicked his own ass HARD as he inwardly groaned, 'AND could I sound even MORE pathetic!?'
Debating on slowly walking out of the room and then later admitting to a sleep walking disorder, or just running for it, the decision was soon lifted from his hands as Brian softly spoke his name, "Justin."
Like a song, like a prayer, like a wish, or a hope or perhaps even a dream, his inner disgust melted like sparkling spring snow, ripe with hidden hopes underneath.
Justin caught his breath at Brian’s natural beauty, standing there, his hands tightly clutching the edges of the red towel, his beautiful eyes closed and Justin had felt his heart lurch when he heard the broken sob, followed by the question, "Is that really you?"
The hollow disbelief in Brian’s voice that the blond would even come to him had torn through Justin like mental shrapnel as he had tossed sanity aside and flung his naked body forcefully into Brian’s arms, causing Brian's eyes to fly open and drop the towel as he caught him.
Wrapping his arms snugly around Brian’s neck and his legs even tighter around Brian’s waist, Justin moaned, grinding his own cock up and down against that beautiful dick he had missed SO much as he tasted the essence of his Brian’s mouth over, and over so greedily, so wildly that Brian had to firmly grab his ass with a warning pinch to steady them and to keep from dropping them both onto theirs.
Those kisses reverently exchanged were like precious jewels, explored and savoured, as their lips touched, and tongues danced for dominance which after several mind blowing minutes, Justin gladly gave over to his man.
Their eyes now open as dark blue lust and desire melded into caramel brown edged in dark green flames, Brian had just growled sexily his acceptance at Justin’s moaned surrender as he had carried him slowly into the other room, their deep kisses hitting a fevered pitch as he leaned down and gently sat Justin onto the bed.
The baby made a squeaky sigh noise and both men froze, softly cursing.
Placing a finger gently to Justin’s lips, Brian then told him with his eyes and touch what he couldn't before say with his words.
But, no more words were necessary at the moment, as the rustling sheets was the only sound made as Brian was pushing him onto his back with even more feverish kisses trailing hot against his trembling body, as Justin’s mind was suddenly a whirl at what he had boldly started.
And when he heard the soft crinkle and 'rip' of a condom packet biting the dust and being wetly rolled onto a hard cock, BRIAN'S hard cock, Justin's heart began to hammer in his chest as the surreal reality of it all now sat stewing in his mind like a bag full of unwanted thoughts.
'WHAT in the FUCK did he think he was doing?!
What about Jaden?
Did having sex with Brian prove once and for all Jaden didn't mean anything more than just someone who was gonna help him raise his child, and then make money with?
Did he even care for him a little bit? How could he possibly have ANY kind of life with Brian stuck there, in the Pitts and himself here, in California?
He had a baby coming soon for craps sake, and he was IN no way gonna miss her birth!
Or her life, and he had promised the old coot, he'd not move away too far inside the sunny State so that Mort and Angel and the twins and even Karena and Dustin could be in the babies' life, in SOME form or another.
He wasn't as heartless as most thought him to be, and DAMMIT to fuck an' back, NOW Brian Kinney acts like he really wants him back?!
Sudden anger and elation at his sexy Irishman currently fucking him through the mattress and their fucked up situation as both emotions hotly thrummed equally through his veins at that revelation.
Even though he hadn't said so, Justin prided himself on the fact that he 'knew' the older guy well enough to read him, and his actions were screaming of something, but what was 'it'?!
And he couldn't help but be pissed as hell that NOW it's all sexy horny kisses and, and mind numbing fucking and, and, what? Where was THIS Brian months ago when he'd needed him? And where would ALL of this 'go' THIS time?!
WHAT was he thinking? What IN the FUCK were they doing?'!
This was just SO many shades of wrong!
They each had lovers, people who loved and trusted them!
Jaden and CK didn't deserve cheating scum for lovers!
A cloying blanket of self disgust settled in his mind for cheating on his friend, and at Brian for cheating on the little Texas shit, and for just everything he couldn't control as his fears began to spiral out of control, crashing, leaving sharp shards and splinters of a life he'd once shared with the man currently nibbling then licking and then blowing on his sensitive nipples, smirking knowingly down into his face as he steadily rammed his big luscious dick up Justin’s slutty, needy ass.
'Bastard. He never played fair...'
Mentally pushing away such things and telling himself that this was what he had been craving, needing, dying for, Justin gave his X now turned once again lover a wicked smirk before firmly grabbing his head and pushing that naughty mouth southward, their eyes catching and holding as Justin was narrowing his eyes playfully before shooting his X an 'I dare you' look.
Brian had just shot the blond a smouldering, 'Ya damn right!' answering stare and topped it off with a sexy dark smirk of his own as he began his sensual descent toward the aching and needy stiff cock and heavy sac that desperately desired his immediate oral attentions, to provide Justin some MUCH needed stress relief!
GAH! Only Brian Kinney could fuck him silly while blowing his cock AND what was left of his mind!
~*~
Justin moaned softly as he felt his cock stiffen in his now too tight jeans at the sultry memory.
Unbuttoning and yanking off his pants, he slipped out of his dark blue bikini underwear next.
As his hand slowly moved southward his mind went back to that bittersweet night of passion mixed with frustration at Brian.
Brian had just finished blowing his mind and then his cock with all of the naughty and suggestive things and then OH! That wicked, wicked tongue! After cumming once down Brian’s talented throat, and then, to his ultimate shame all over Brian’s rapidly moving fist, Justin was panting and begging for "more!"
Never one to disappoint, Brian had licked him clean before he quickly flipped him over, lubed him up and BAM! Fucked him silly, not once, not twice, but FIVE glorious times!
The man had changed condoms FIVE times! Whoa...Brian Kinney was like, the ultimate sex god of a lover!
No ONE, not even Jaden could match him in technique, nor in raw stamina!
He was in a class ALL by himself, with YEARS of sexual know how over BOTH himself AND Jaden and that stunning sudden realization had made Justin want to just hit his knees and bow himself over and over to the chestnut haired man crying, "I'm not worthy!"
He had even started to relax and tune out the inner voice warnings and had been carnally surprised as a lusty dark moan had escaped his lips when Brian had ate his ass, OH SO fucking good! And then...After tickling and lightly sucking on his earlobe, Brian played his hand by saying, " So Sunshine, do you want me to order your plane ticket home, or are you gonna do it yourself?"
And that was when, Justin had saw red...
He knew even as the hatful words were tumbling out of his mouth, he KNEW how much they would hurt Brian. And, it had surprised him then as now, just HOW much he had WANTED for them to too.
Brian had wounded him deeply by shacking up with that kid.
Brian had treated HIM like the trick that wouldn't leave, yet CK had batted his long lashes and wiggled his pert ass and had been welcomed with open arms!
Hell, according to that twat face Mikey, it had even been Brian's idea for the brat to live with him too!
And that hurtful knowledge just ate away at Justin.
Hell, it had taken MUCH more than that to even get to spend the night gracing the coveted Kinney duvet for Justin!
And he'd bet his own sweet ass the kid hadn't been humiliated like HE had too! Over and over by that cunt licking, ass kissing, no good prick, Brian Kinney's BEST friend, Mikey.
With a small shudder and then a sigh, Justin looked down at his rapidly deflating cock.
Well, what did he expect thinking about that shifty two-faced jerk, he deserved to lose his erection!
Willing his mind to just get him to the finish line, he desperately remembered how Brian had thrust into him over and over, each of his strokes masterful and sure.
'Ah, there you are,' he snickered down at his peaking erection. Grabbing his dick he began to stroke it firmly, this time, determined to get off as his mind was filled with even more lust drenched memories of him and Brian Kinney...
And in mid thrusting stroke of that deliciously large cock of Brian’s into his already sore and throbbing ass, they both froze on the bed as they could of sworn they had heard the door open, and then shut with a 'snap.' And they both had softly wondered aloud, “who in the fuck was that?"
That noise vibrated in his mind and the icy reality of what he and Brian were doing to two innocent guys, and all of the nasty things they had already done, picking up with each other as if they had never broken up, as if they didn't already have someone that believed in them, TRUSTED in them, cared for them, even loved them? It was just too much, and the guilt crashed over him like a rogue tidal wave, choking him and taking him under so quickly, Justin felt as if suddenly he couldn't breathe, so strongly was the feeling.
So, he quickly took it out on Brian, to cover up his own feelings of the cloying guilt as he had blasted him.
He had already called Daphne and his mom to share in his good news about Karena being alive and still pregnant with his child, and then the best new of all!
That the little blonde witch had FINALLY signed the irreversible paperwork and the soon to be born little girl was now officially his and Jaden's daughter in every sense of the word.
They even had let Karena and her family help to name her, and Justin had wanted to tell EVERYONE he knew, about the little miracle growing that shared HIS DNA!
But why in the hell couldn't he just call Brian? Why was he being SUCH a big pussy?
He would NEVER in a million years admit to anyone ESPECIALLY Jaden that when Michael Novotny of all people had called him with the mind blowing news, obviously just to 'rub it in' and then, after throwing up and crying a fucking river, Justin had FINALLY gotten up the nerve to call the 'Queen of ALL that is gossip', AKA Emmet Honeycutt to check and see if the damn 'rumor' was EVEN true, because it JUST had to be a rumor, his ego couldn't deal, and his mind couldn't wrap around it, and his heart just couldn't take it, IF it were true.
And, he had cussed a blue streak swearing loudly that "for Brian Kinney's fuckin' sake, he'd better hope it was NOT true!"
Then, he had thrown himself down onto his and Jaden's big bed, kicking his feet in a full blown Queen out, screaming and pounding the pillows with clenched fists that 'it was just SO FUCKING unfair!"
And, hours later, that was how Jaden had found him, flat on his stomach, worn out from sobbing, and mumbling that he was "feeling like a blond blow fish because he knew his face was puffy from all of those damn tears." Tears he'd shed for a man that had obviously made 'other' choices.'
Jaden had wordlessly climbed onto their bed and pulled him up and into his lap, and Justin had turned his face into the warm crook of Jaden’s throat, nuzzling it as he had brokenly told him just what had happened.
But, after the shock of finding out that the sudden news about CK and Brian HAD been true, that had been the deciding factor in accepting Jaden’s instant tropical Island band-aide offer.
Twisting the Titanium with Platinum Inlay band on his left finger he sighed and flipping his cell phone closed with a snap he tossed it onto his side dresser before laying back on his bed as the memories of this last month swept him away.
The call had come right after he and Jaden had just had one hell of a fight. As usual, it had been ALL about CK and Brian.
Jaden had wanted to let the Irish jerk know about the baby, and he wanted to tell CK as well, but Justin had stubbornly refused, saying that if he did, he'd "raise her, alone."
Since returning that morning from their LA Lawyer Mr. Cochran's office, Justin and Jaden had been on a happy high.
With quiet tears falling and Dustin holding her other hand, Karena had signed the mountain of adoption and other papers giving him and his lover 100% parental control of their unborn daughter without any fuss, in exchange for a couple of things.
First, NOT pressing charges on her or her new Husband for previously leaving the state with the other couples baby.
Next, she shocked the hell out of everyone in the room by shyly suggesting a name for the unborn child.
At first, Justin was argumentative, tight lipped, and non wavering, until Mortin Titan asked to speak with him alone outside the busy office.
After patiently hearing the older man out, and finding the exact origin of the unique name, Justin felt ashamed, and with tears shining in his eyes, he quietly agreed to the name, but only if Jaden did as well.
Which of COURSE he did, especially after he too heard the story of its conception.
She had even agreed, that upon the little girls birth, to get professional help from the staff in North Carolina that had helped her mother adjust and become a better person.
All in all, it had been a perfect day.
Softly he spoke the name of his soon to be born child. And, as he picked up the cell phone, this time, he let it ring through.
"Kinney here!"
Short and then long pause, so Justin starts talking, thinking that Brian was listening.
"Brian, it's, it's me Justin. Um, I, I mean Mikey called and, well, um, I just wanted to say, ah, congratulations, and..."
But then when he hears, "BRIAN! I wanna talk! Okay brat...Hi! CK here! Brian and I cannot come to the phone right now, but, we're sorry we missed your call. Brian stop that! Um, *squeak* *breathy hushed voice* Oh god, *whines* Briannnnn, um, so please *sounds of kissing* um, what was I saying, OH GOD! yes, Riiight there! *sounds of phone being dropped* um, honey, finish this, I can't even think straight! *sounds of phone fumblings* What the brat is TRYING to saying is this, leave a damn message, cause we're busy gettin' busy! *OH! very original Kinney* *You love it Brat!* *Yeah, I do!* *More kissing noises* BYE!" *beep!*
"What the FUCK was that?" Justin angrily wonders out loud as he turns off his phone with shaking fingers of rage.
~*~
Meanwhile, back in Texas
~*~
Rose McMullin smiled to herself, pushing her long dark hair over one shoulder as she carefully stepped down the last concrete step of the Maternity Clinic, and moved to get into her car.
Her, no their baby was fine and growing steadily, and soon would be making it's début into the world. Rubbing her belly dreamily, she didn't notice the two sets of eyes narrow as they were watching her every move.
They followed her into the grocery store, and watched as she bought two big tubs of Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough Ice cream, Nacho Cheese Doritos and hamburger meat. Then snickered into their hands as she picked up some Diet Drinks.
After picking out a big head of lettuce, she next wheeled her cart down the isle and
grabbed some cans of refried beans and some Pace Salsa.
Next she picked up some sour cream, chilled tortilla flats, and a gallon of Orange juice.
After dropping this off at some house, they tailed her next to her Lamaze class.
Afterward, they even followed her to her best friend Betty Lu's house, who accompanied her to the mall, where they stayed there for a couple of hours after shopping, giggling and looking at Baby Name books until both men’s eyes wanted to cross in frustration, because NOT once did Jaden Long's best friend since ever, mention his damn name, Not, even once!
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Walking angrily out of the Mall and kicking the tires in frustration before heaving his fat ass into the now groaning automobile after climbing into their beat up Ford Explorer, Portly Cole 'Snake' Parkins growled to his son, Kane 'The Coyote' "Ya wanna go grab some McDonalds?"