I cannot Forget - B/J fic series
Sep. 24th, 2011 08:17 am
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Icon: Carmen
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Pairing:Brian/Justin
Timeline: 3 to 6 months post 513
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Disclaimer:I own nothing.
A/N: part 6/7
Comments are most welcome.
Chapter 6
Justin's pov
There's a Gap and a Starbucks around the corner from my apartment, but you can't really build your future on that. I didn’t know how Lindsay and Mel thought they could.
Brian sounded a bit more cheerful last night when he told me that Debbie told him that the girls decided to come back from Canada after only six months.
It has been six months for me, but things are not moving in the right direction. My agent turned out to be exactly what Brian thought. Why are they all after one thing, I'll never know. I told myself I wouldn’t be fooled again by false promises, but I found out the harsh truth when I actually had to pay to enter a small group show where one of my small old canvases hung in a far distant corner of the small gallery. It was one of the pieces I showed in the art show when I broke up with Brian for the second time. It wasn't new.
At least I got to have great sex with Brian the night of the opening reception at my apartment, raw, once or twice, or three times, again... I lost count.
"It's not working Brian," I finally said, snuggled in his arms, my head on his bare chest, watching the first rays of daylight pouring through the blinds.
I could feel his heart beating faster against my ear. His fingers suddenly froze and stopped playing with my hair.
I got up and gazed into his eyes. My heart cringed as I saw the pain in those hazel eyes. I knew I had to stop this right away. It was too painful for both of us.
"I can't stay here. I've had enough of the New York art scene. This is not the kind of artist I want to be."
I heard him sigh. I leaned over and kissed him deeply.
I slowly moved away from him, rummaged through my bedside table drawers and pulled out my sketch pad. "This is all I’ve been able to draw in the six months I’ve been here," I admitted, and handed him the sketch pad.
He lifted himself against the headboard and browsed through the pages. There were small pencil drawings of Britin, as I remembered it, with snowflakes falling around. There were a few drawing of us making love by the fireplace in that empty huge living room, and there was a rather large, unfinished drawing of my hands holding that little black box, with two shiny platinum rings inside.
TBC
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Date: 2011-09-24 01:05 pm (UTC)Lovely chapter.
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Date: 2011-09-24 01:28 pm (UTC)oh, and your icon *happy sigh*
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V.
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Date: 2011-09-24 01:08 pm (UTC)New York is a hard place to grow up as an artist. Juststin should do what he really wants. And Brian should let him does.
Thanks for sharing!
Besos
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Date: 2011-09-24 01:30 pm (UTC)Thanks for your beautiful feedback
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V.
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Date: 2011-09-24 03:28 pm (UTC)Great writing, but oh so emotional and sad...
This is heartbreaking- our boys need to be together!
xoxo
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Date: 2011-09-24 03:32 pm (UTC)huge hugs
V.
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Date: 2011-09-24 03:30 pm (UTC)say yes brian!!!
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Date: 2011-09-24 03:33 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for stopping by, and thank you for your comment.
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V.
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Date: 2011-09-24 04:52 pm (UTC)They both want to be together. Brian needs to let him come home. I am sure he would be more productive at home.
Dee Dee
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Date: 2011-09-24 05:11 pm (UTC)hugs
V.
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Date: 2011-09-25 04:06 pm (UTC)But will he let him come home???
Later Darling ~ Kathleen
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Date: 2011-09-25 04:58 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for reading and commenting, darling.
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V.
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Date: 2011-09-26 12:31 pm (UTC)Go back to the man you love!
So beautiful V ♥ Loved this chapter =)
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Date: 2011-09-26 12:46 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for your kind warm words, sweetie
*hugs you tight*
V.