So here is the next part. But I think I should come to an end and finnish this story soon. So I guess the next chapter will be the last one. But don’t worry there will be a happy ending. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brian’s POV I was going crazy. I just couldn’t get rid of weasel! He didn’t accept one of the excuses I found. The fucker always had an answer why I could go with him nevertheless. Why did psychos have to be so clever in such things? I have never been so happy before that my cell phone rang and Cynthia told me about an emergency in the office. (I would marry you, girl - if I was straight) “Oh god, Eth, I’m so sorry, but you have to buy your violin alone. My firm needs me. Sorry. See you later.” (Hopefully very, very later.) “But Brian…” Weasel protested. “I still wanted to fete with you after buying the violin.” “No, I can’t. I don’t want to lose this important deal.” And before he could say something more I vanished around the next corner. Justin’s POV Fuck! After my temper tantrum was over I noticed the chaos I left. Our apartment looked as if a hurricane had ripped through it. I guess Ethan won’t be very happy when he comes home. Instead of a wonderful meal, only broken gifts would wait for him. But for once I didn’t care. How could he go with Brian and leave me out in the rain? I feel like an idiot now! Did he really think I wouldn’t know what the two of them were doing right now? I guess, they probably didn’t even make it to the music store. They were probably fucking each other in the next alley now. Ethan treated me as if I was nothing. As if I wasn’t important to him! And this Brian, I didn’t know why I was mad that he obviously didn‘t want me anymore. I wish I could say the same. But I could still feel his lips on mine. “Hey, Jussy darling. What did you made for dinner? I’m hungry.” Ethan called when he finally came home again, a new violin case in his hand. (So okay, they made it to the music store after all) “Oh my god, what happened here? Did somebody burgle?” The stupid face he made compensated me for his betrayal. A bit at least. “No, I just thought it was time to rearrange our apartment a bit. You seem to love the diversion. And so do I.” I said sarcastically, hoping he would understand my innuendo. But he didn‘t seem to have a bad conscience. “God, Jus! Clean up! I can’t live in that mess!!” Ethan yelled and suddenly he unwrapped his violin. “What are you doing now?” I starred at him incredulously. “Well, I have to calm down. And I can only calm down with music.” With these Words he began to annoy me again with some high notes. Our fight after it was loud and ugly. I was sure Brian’s ears were sticking on the wall. He probably had a blast! Fucker! At least Ethan let me sleep on the couch then. So tonight I had some peace and quiet. On the day of our anniversary we made up again though. Ethan was really sweet today. Obviously he felt very sorry. Well, he should! But he gave me a lot of red roses. So I tried to forgive him. Our little party was pretty romantic - till to the moment where he started to play a serenade with his new violin. And while Ethan killed my ears, I killed Brian in my thoughts. It was all his fault! In the early evening I was lying with my boyfriend in bed. He wanted to “celebrate” our anniversary here. “God you are so beautiful!” He mumbled, starring at my naked body. I only starred at the ceiling and hoped that it would be over soon. God, what was only wrong with me? Why couldn’t I endure his touches? He tried to make love to me, but my body didn’t want to respond. My listlessness seemed to annoy him after a while. “What the fuck, Justin? Couldn’t you even pretend that you like sex? It’s our anniversary, for god‘s sake!! You lay there like a board! I could go to the sex shop and buy a rubber doll! Even that thing would have more passion than you!” Ethan insulted me and suddenly got up. He nakedly went to his violin and started to play again. “I better make love to my violin. I have more fun with it.” With tears in my eyes I got dressed and then I ran to Brian’s apartment. I would tell him now that he could have Ethan. Should he be happy with him! I just realized today that I had no future with Ethan. I couldn’t spend the rest of my life with him. It was just sad that it took me a whole year to find that out.