Justin walked, and walked and then walked some more.  He didn't really know where he was going.  

Just that he'd know when he got there.  It wasn't like he expected to be greeted with declarations of Brian's love but he certainly didn't expect things to become so fucked up so fast.  Then to top it off the little girl Brian was harboring and her mother.  What the hell?  Who were they?  

The blonde couldn't think straight.  Couldn't make sense out of the many scenario's that ran through his head.  

Breaking him out of his trance, was the ringing of his phone.  Glancing down he saw it was Tonya.

"Hey."  

"You sound cheery." Tonya said sarcastically.  "Where are you?"

Justin shook his head.  "You wouldn't believe me."

"Try me."

"Pittsburgh." He breathed.

He heard Tonya laugh.  "Pittsburgh?"

"Yup.  Your brilliant cousin decided to coherce me into coming back."  Justin really wished he had a ciggarette handy.

"How'd Daph do that?"  

Justin shrugged.  "Doesn't matter.  I'm here."

There was a pause.  "Did you see him?"

The artist nodded.  "Yeah."

"And?"

"Nothing."

There was another pause from her end.  "There's something you should know."

"More good news?"  He smirked biting back tears.

"When you left your phone at Sun...I kinda...well..."  She trailed.

"What did you do?"

Tonya sighed.  "I...I, umm, I called Brian."

Justin felt his blood run cold.  "What!?"

"A girl answered.  Justin I thought I had the wrong number.  But I didn't.  I think that...well Ant and I..."

"Wait!  You and Ant?!"  Justin felt his sobs turn into anger.

Tonya took in a breath.  "Justin we think he's cheating on you!"  She didn't mean it to come out the way it did.

The artist stopped.  "What?"

"We think that maybe-"

"He's gay."  Justin dead panned.

Tonya didn't know what to say.  "Okay.  I'm sorry."  

Justin sighed.  "I'm sorry too.  It's just...it's been so...I don't know what's going on.  It's 

just things are really fucked up."

"when are you coming back?"

The blonde shrugged.  "I don't know."

"What about the show?"  She asked gently.

He shrugged again.  "I don't know."

"Okay.  Just hang in there, hon.  Call me if you need anything."

Justin nodded.  "I will."

Somehow he made it back to the loft.  He debated on what to do next.  Something inside him pushed him into the building and up the stairs.  He grabbed his keys out of his pocket, grateful that he had kept the loft key, and opened the door.

Brian was sitting inside taking his frustrations out on his work.

"If this is how it's got to happen, then so be it." Justin threw his keys down onto the counter and approached the older man.  "At least then I'd know where we stand."

"You're still here?" Brian asked with an air of arrogance.

Justin felt his blood pressure rise.  "Fuck you!  You know that?  I love you!  I love you!  What the hell is the matter with you!?"

Brian shook his head.  "Things are fucking different now!  You know that!  So why don't you just go back to your life, go back to your friends and go back to New York!  Get the hell out of my life!"

Justin didn't know what to say.  "It's her."  He whispered.

"Who?" Brian sneered.  

"That woman.  That little girl.  It's them."  Justin continued to speak softly.  

The ad man ran a hand through his hair.  

"You and her.  You chose them.  Who are they?  Why?"  The blonde was afraid to speak any louder.  Afraid his voice might break and he'd end up sobbing.  

"I..." Brian knew that he should tell Justin everything.  End his pain.  But he didn't know how to say it.  So he did the only thing he could do.  He made his way towards the smaller man and pressed his lips to Justin's.  

After a moment he felt Justin respond and pretty soon the kiss turned heated.  Brian grasped the hem of Justin's shirt and riped it over the boys head as he felt Justin working at the buttons of his shirt.  

In a matter or seconds Brian had Justin's jeans and underwear in a pool at the younger man's feet and was guiding him towards the nearest object.  In one swift motion he had the blonde man bent over the counter and his own pants around his ankles and a condom in hand.  

In a matter of seconds he was slamming into the blonde who was letting out low moans onto the marbel top.  He trailed kisses up and down Justin's back, as he pumped in and out of him.  

Brian felt the blonde on the edge and rubbed his stomach.  

"Shh...just wait.  It's okay."  He breathed.

Justin could only pant in response.  

Brian pulled out one last time before plunging deep into the smaller man.  This sent Justin over the edge with a whimper as Brian filled the condom several seconds later.  

They both stood like that for a long time.  Justin breathing heavily onto the counter, Brian resting on his sweaty back.