Justin hadn’t realized he fell asleep until Brian returned from to the bedroom and sat on the bed.
Stretching, Justin slowly sat up, “Did you get a hold of Todd?”
He nods, his frown still etched on his face, “He was knocked out from behind.”
Justin nods, rubbing his face with his hands. He still felt drained from this morning’s activities, but at least he felt more alert after his nap. “Did he say anything?”
Brian shakes his head, lying back onto the bed, “He didn’t see who it was. He had stopped by his apartment to change, and someone knocked him while he was getting dressed.”
“Well I’m glad he’s okay,” Justin replied honestly. He really hadn’t wanted to hurt Todd.
“He was lucky,” Brian states with a frustrated sigh.
“What do you mean?”
“The fucker could’ve killed him.”
Rolling over, Justin rests his head on Brian’s chest, “No one would want to kill Todd. He’s too sweet.”
Brian is silent. His body tense. “None of this makes any fuckin’ sense.”
Justin closes his eyes, tracing his fingers down Brian’s bare arms. He hated keeping secrets from his lover, but this was for the best.
“I just don’t fuckin’ get what happened.”
“Forget about it, Brian,” Justin sighs, keeping his eyes closed, “Everything happens for a reason. It was probably for the best.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Brian asks. He tries to sit up, but Justin gently pushes him back down.”
“Rest.”
“I can’t fuckin’ rest, Justin. The meeting was set for six o’clock tonight. What the fuck happened?”
“Maybe they changed their minds. Has Stavros tried contacting you?” Justin asks, trying to keep his voice calm and steady. “Maybe something came up. Or maybe Stavros decided he didn’t want to play with the big boys anymore.”
Brian is silent, and Justin can’t tell if he’s thinking about what was just said, or if he’s falling asleep. Silently, Justin hopes that the conversation is over. It’s not like what he did was premeditated. Well, okay, maybe it was. But it’s not like he enjoyed it. Well, okay, maybe he did. Opening his eyes, he glances over at the mirror to see Brian’s reflection. His lover’s eyes are closed. Hmmm, maybe he is asleep after all.
Closing his eyes, Justin thinks back to when Brian first told him about Stavros. Not much could be said about the man other that he wanted to be Brian Kinney. Who wouldn’t? Stavros lived in Green Tree and had some connections in McKee Rocks. The guy was making some nice connections and starting his own little “business,” which was doing quite well. But, like any greedy SOB, he wanted more. He wanted Pittsburgh. Ha, I know, I laughed too.. And Brian, being an even bigger, greedy SOB, wanted more than just Pittsburgh. Now of course Justin understood that. Though Pittsburgh is a pretty big city, and therefore Brian needs a different man to watch North, South, East, West of it. And that keeps Brian very busy. It’s hard running an entire city, plus an advertising agency and all the while still being able to keep his 20 year old partner satisfied (in every way possible). So, all in all, Brian is a busy man.
But what Brian wants, he gets. And Brian wanted Green Tree and McKee Rocks. It’s not like Stavros was making a lot of transactions there or anything, but those were two cities next to Pittsburgh, and therefore Brian wanted them.
Funny that he never thought about wanting them until Stavros asked to meet him.
You could tell that Stavros was inexperienced as soon as we met him. The idiot wanted to work side by side with Brian. That was laughable. But Brian agreed to another meeting.
Of course the only reason Brian agreed to another meeting was so that he could get an upper hand in the situation. He wanted to see exactly how much Stavros was worth to him. In the end, Brian would kill Stavros. That was inevitable. As soon as Stavros gave him what he wanted, the man would be six feet under. But Stavros appeared clueless about it. Justin guessed Brian didn’t think that Stavros would be thinking the same thing. Apparently Brian never imagined that Stavros would try to kill the big bad Brian Kinney.
Apparently however, Stavros didn’t imagine that Brian’s “innocent” lover would kill those very men that were suppose to meet with Brian this very evening and murder him.
Justin continues to trace his finger tips across Brian’s soft skin. He was glad he followed Stavros home that night after their first encounter. He was also glad he met Stavros young nephew. That boy had a lot to say with the right amount of alcohol and the right amount of tongue action. So once Justin knew the plan, he waited to hear who was picking up Stavros’ men at the airport. He found it strange that they would want to be picked up at an airport, but he later realized that it was because they were importing someone to do the job. The job being murdering Brian Kinney.
Todd had wanted to do a job for Brian for awhile now. So Brian finally gave in and told him to pick up the three men at the airport. As soon as Justin found out, he followed Todd to his apartment, waited for the right time, and knocked him out cold from behind. He felt bad about that. He knew Todd would probably feel awful about the whole thing. But there was no time to think about that. Justin quickly changed into his disguise, drove to the airport, picked up the assholes, and killed them.
The smell of gasoline was still stuck in his nostrils. Justin had hoped that the shower and nap would have erased that smell, but it seemed to be forever sketched in his sinuses. It was a disgusting job. First he had to poison them. That was the easy part. He had rubbed the inside of each glass with Mercuric Chloride. He only needed one gram per glass to do the job. Of course with all the alcohol he had left in the backseat of the limo, the four men quickly poured their drinks into the glasses and chugged away.
The next part was disgusting. As soon as the men began to scream in pain and vomit blood, Justin raised the glass between the front and backseat of the limo. He didn’t need to hear, see, or smell any of that.
By the time he arrived to the dump, the men were dead. Time being of the essence, Justin quickly removed their teeth before dousing their corpses with gasoline and lighting the bodies on fire. The smell of charred flesh and burning hair nearly made Justin vomit, but he kept his mind on the task and moved the soiled car into the incinerator before returning to check on the remnants of the bodies.
Piling the remaining bones and mass into a two trash bags, Justin heaved them into one of the awaiting piles to be burned some more, and then tossed the pulled teeth into the river.
After walking a couple miles, he called a taxi to meet him at a park and rode back to Tremont. He took the hidden entrance and no one gave him a second glance as he made it to the elevator and up to the loft. And now, a few hours later, Justin was still exhausted, but relieved that it was over.
Yawning, he wishes he could tell Brian what really happened. But knew this was for the best. Brian didn’t need to know everything that happened in his city. And what he didn’t know, would never hurt him.