Turn a different corner 33/? By: Marea67 About
: Kevin/Scotty/Justin/Jordan, Sarah/Joe Rate
: G. Disclaimer
: I don’t own anything Extra:
This an AU (Alternative Universe) story, so remember : The more things change, the more they stay the same. Here are part 01
, part 02
, part 03
, part 04
, part 05
, part 06
, part 07
, part 08
, part 09
, part 10
, part 11
, part 12
, part 13
, part 14
, part 15
, part 16
, part 17
, part 18
, part 19
, part 20
, part 21
, part 22
, part 23
, part 24
, part 25
, part 26
, part 27
, part 28
, part 29
, part 30
, part 31
and part 32
THE NEXT DAY
Apartment 101 – it’s big. Though the kitchen is small, it has a very large living-room, a comfortable bedroom, not one, but two guestrooms and a decent bathroom. They make up Jordan’s new living space and Jordan is happy with it. Justin, Kevin and Scotty help Jordan with bringing what little furniture Jordan has to the apartment.
The morning and afternoon go by with cleaning the apartment. They are bickering, joking, drinking lemonade (on account of Justin) and Justin is an easy target for Scotty’s and Jordan’s jokes as he is the only straight guy amongst the four. But Justin takes it in the same good natured way he always does.
In fact, Justin cannot remember the last time he laughed this much. Scotty and Jordan are plain silly when put together and Kevin’s remarks aren’t helping. By the end of the day, he’s exhausted. While they eat the ordered pizza, he looks at his brother and his husband and sees the happiness that Kevin and Scotty radiate.
Funny, this is the first time that Justin can remember that he is envious of Kevin. It is a weird, but not unpleasant feeling and he blames last night for it. As Scotty had to work last night, he had a chance to talk to Kevin for hours. It had been an eye-opening evening for both of them.
He heard about William’s attempt to get rid of Scotty, but Kevin also talked openly about how hard the time had been right after he came out. And with his own strong feelings over William said about Fawn, he began to understand what hell Kevin had been in and why Kevin didn’t like their father.
And Justin’s admiration for Kevin only grew as the night progressed. Justin had reluctantly started to talk about Iraq, but when Kevin didn’t shy away from the harshness Justin had encountered, Justin became even more open. And he noticed that the more he talked, the closer Kevin sat to him.
First it was just a comforting hand, then an arm around his shoulders. By the time Justin started to talk about an attack on a mosque, where people had died under his hands, while he had been unable do anything, he was pressed up against Kevin, crying like he hadn’t cried in years. And Kevin had held him.
For a second time he slept close to Kevin, only this time Kevin decided to be in the middle, to avoid further embarrassment to either Justin or Scotty. Again Justin slept for nearly eight hours. Just the childish ‘knowledge’ that his big brother was there and that nothing could harm him, when Kevin was there, seemed to work.
But the coming night, he’ll sleep alone in the guest-room and give Kevin and Scotty back their privacy. He will keep in mind that Kevin is close. And he believes it can work because he is tired physically from the heavy lifting he had to do. He feels happy and satisfied that he could help someone.
Tomorrow he has an appointment with Nora in town for lunch and his sponsor will want to have a talk with him about what happened... But that is for tomorrow. Tonight he just wants to enjoy this new closeness he has to his brother Kevin and the friendship he now has with Scotty and Jordan.
Kevin is happy to hear that familiar little squeaking sound from their bed. It means that he is right where he wants to be. In bed. With Scotty. In Scotty’s arms, with Scotty’s warm breath in his neck. His fingers find their grip on the sheets. He encourages Scotty to move faster and he wants to feel him even deeper, if that is at all possible.
“You know. I love your brother very much, but I’m glad he’s back in the guest-room. I’ve missed this. So much.” Scotty pants on top of Kevin, kissing him where he can reach. Kevin’s soft moans must mean that he agrees with Scotty. He doesn’t have much to complain about. Every of Scotty’s slow thrusts drive him closer to the edge.
“This feels so good, Kevin.” Scotty’s voice is soft and Kevin shivers as Scotty’s hand caresses his side sensually. Scotty’s breathing becomes faster and Kevin starts to push back in the same rhythm.
“Kevin!” Scotty cries softly, he is so
***** And she dances. And she dances. Justin watches her slide across the dance-floor in the arms of a man, who he only recognizes from photos. Adam. Fawn sees him and smiles. Justin feels out of place. They look so pretty, both of them. Adam in his uniform. Big and strong. Proud.
And Fawn looks like a princess in her white gown. Her dark hair falls in large curls around her face and her eyes glisten with joy. She sees him and she and Adam stop dancing.
“Hi, Justin.” Fawn says.
“Hi, Fawn.” Justin says.
“He’s here... Adam, this is Justin. Told you about him.”
“A friend of my sister is a friend of mine.” His voice is warm and gentle, exactly as Justin always imagined it would be. Their handshake is firm and Justin likes him on first sight.
“I’m so sorry I left you, but Adam showed up and I .... I wanted to be with him.”
Fawn’s apology sounds weird in his ears, especially since he still feels he abandoned her.
“I should have been on time.” His voice is soft.
“It would not have made a difference. I knew where I needed to be... You were the only one I found hard to leave behind. But I am where I want to be.”
“Why don’t you two have a dance?” Adam suggests, placing Fawn’s hand into Justin’s. And they are on the dance-floor, faces close, bodies even closer.
“I’ve missed you.” Justin whispers in her hair.
“I know. I felt how much you missed me. But you have to let me go.”
“How can I? I love you and...”
“There is another love coming your way. You will not be able to recognize her if you close yourself off. Let me go, Justin. I love you. I will be here waiting for you. Open your mind, open your heart.
I’ve given you another woman to love. Don’t feel guilty. It will be alright. I will protect you.” Her voice is soft and confident and Justin starts to smile, feeling more and more as if a huge weight has been taken off his shoulders. His grip on her waist tightens and in the soft fading light they dance. And they dance.
Justin slowly opens his eyes. For a moment he can still hear the music, smell Fawn’s perfume, his hand feels warm from where her hand had been.... Ridiculous of course, it was just a dream, but he feels very peaceful, relieved, forgiven and his eyes fill with tears.
This time not because he feels the pain of missing her, but because he chokes up with the memory of how pretty and happy she had looked. There had been the sparkle of life in her, that he had missed, the last weeks before her death. It all feels so amazingly good and he considers getting up and telling Kevin about his dream.
But then, slowly, the rhythmic thumping sound coming from the other room registers with him and, with a smile, he figures Kevin won’t mind waiting until tomorrow morning. There is a moan, muffled by the thick wall, but still audible and Justin wonders if that was Scotty’s or Kevin’s. He grins mischievously. He can so
imagine the look on Kevin’s face when he will ask about it in the morning.
Sarah slips into her bedroom and Joe lifts his head.
“Where have you been?” he asks, he sounds surprisingly awake.
“Work.” She replies and Joe looks at her as she lets her dress slip to the floor.
“Work?” He repeats.
“Yes, the thing you don’t do and that I HAVE to do to make sure that our bills get paid.” Sarah snaps. Joe remains quiet, staring at her back, wondering if he should tell her that he drove over to Ojai Foods tonight. And that he had found her parking-space empty, the entrance locked and that he used his own key to get in, only to find out that a little inspection of the offices had revealed no Sarah.
“At the office?” Joe now asks.
“Yes, at the office.”
“Yes, all night.” Sarah lies, wondering why Joe wants to know suddenly.
“Oh, I tried to call you, but no one picked up.” Joe lies in return.
“I was in my office and didn’t want to be disturbed.” Sarah replies and now Joe knows for sure she’s lying. Her office had been dark and locked up, with her computer turned off. He nods as if this confirms a theory he has.
He had smelled the different after-shave on her not long ago. He had seen the marks on her hips, when she took a shower the other night. He had found the sexy underwear in the lowest drawer. Those are not for his eyes to see. She is wearing them for someone else and it hurts.
END OF PART 33