February 2009

and the kitchen counter fighting the urge to return to watch the clock. It was useless, his eyes drifted inevitably. There had been even three minutes from the last time I'd checked.
With rapid strides and stood in front of the classroom window. The last rays of sun were slowly and inexorably yielding to the arrival of the night. She thought of him in his fear of the dark, imagine Justin alone and afraid in any of the streets made him tremble. He ran his fingers through his hair pushing away the idea, I could not go there again or end up going crazy.
lit another cigarette and almost immediately crushed in the ashtray. Do not know what to do, I had no idea where it could be Justin. CHTM LXC Staying there waiting for a moment's walk through the door was a dumb idea, something told him that was not going to happen. Also waiting was destroying her nerves. Exit

seemed to look just as stupid, where do you go? Where do you start?. wished that this was a mistake or a misunderstanding resulting from a childhood tantrum ... but, despite his age, Justin was not a child. Brian sensed that behind his flight had a motive, and a perfectly sound reason. It was little more than an hour had arrived at the loft and had already performed all the rituals of despair. Paced back and forth thinking about how ridiculous it would seem that gesture which had so often seen in movies.fear or despair or guilt. She looked in the mirror and then your mobile melody crossed the loft ... his heart raced with the sound, his legs could not go faster to get there. When he saw the caller ID he noticed a gaping hole in his stomach. His hands were trembling when he finally answered -Justin .- silent, only the sound of silence for endless seconds until you guessed his name on a sigh
- Brian? Justin
"Where the hell have you been? .- Panting across put on alert. "No, dammit, you can not do this well," said Justin are you still there?
...- "If it was a tiny hiss
almost impossible to hear" Tell me where you are.
I do not know, Brian. I do not know where ... CHTMbrated to place the body of Justin in the V that were her legs, surrounding him with his arms while sinking the nose in her hair.

breathing sounds of Justin, the touch of her hair tickling his face, the warmth of her body, even the smell ... the sense of relief prevented him from speaking. Justin was fine, was with him and safe and that was enough for now. He had been so frightened for him because something bad had happened.
- Is it better now? .- Justin nodded against his chest - What happened?
"My father.
- Why am I not surprised? - Heard the fake laugh that Justin was in the back of your throat - you going to tell me? "I guess I picked a bad time to tell you who I am .- waited for Justin to continue butno words came. Brian decided it was not a good idea to insist, surely Justin talk about it when it was ready. He kissed her head against his chest tightening is to let you know that everything was fine.
When the first flakes of snow began to fall they were still sitting there ... Brian's arms tightly round her, breathing hot and humid Brian against his neck
-Justin, go home and whispered in her ear .-
"Wait .- pressed his body against Brian. He did not mind the snow or the cold if he could feel safe, really safe, if only for a moment.

finally managed to convince Brian to enter the car. It was not until then that he realized qufelt he had a right to know, Justin was overwhelmed and told him everything ... told how his father had taken that morning at the airport Alice ... told how to get out of the shower she heard him yell at his mother ... told how her aunt always got angry at his father only with his presence ... told the cries of "I do not want to be close to our family anymore !"... and tried to humiliate his father leave her mother with his accusations and insults getting thereby to focus their anger on him ... told how at some point the anger prompted him to confess what had hitherto kept secret, "I'm gay, Dad, it will not change whatever you do" ... like his father abused him and hit him ... as he pulled the ringyour nipple and how much it had hurt to do it ... spoke of the fear she felt and how suddenly everything was dark and only heard the screams but did not feel pain ... said the next thing he remembered was sitting on the porch and just felt cold, very cold. Justin

spoke almost in whispers, afraid of what he was confessing. As if to put into words, to talk about it, everything is made more real.

Brian noticed how his voice cracked at some point while articulating a lot of jumbled sentences which gradually were taking perfect sense in Brian's head, giving a clear picture of what had happened at Taylor's house and had caused the flight of Justin. Brian

you escuchaba completely silent horror. Clenched fists fighting for anger against Craig Taylor did not seize it. So focused on staying calm was not aware that Justin had stopped talking ... Her body was curled up in the passenger seat, his head resting against the glass and staring ... Brian guessed that it was not a good idea to touch now and resisted the urge to hug and kiss ... What had made this boy?

put the car in motion without explanation. Justin needed to do something and decided to start with the obvious.

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Finally, despite their initial reluctance, Justin managed to climb the old dormBrian itorio.

In the car, when he realized they were heading towards the house of marriage Kinney, Justin had begun to protest. "You have to see a doctor" was the reply Brian. Her sharp tone brooked no argument for what the rest of the way they had done in absolute silence, with Justin shrunk in his chair and constantly looking outward.

Located on the bed with his back against the headboard, the image of Justin himself impressed by Jack Kinney. His shirt and pants stained with blood were only a fraction of the box. These wounds could be cured easily. The unseen to the naked eye, which did not bleed, deep wound that this guy had inside, andI'm slowly head to the other side of the room, refusing to look at him. Brian sought help from his father who nodded with a slight nod.

Jack Kinney went with long strides and quiet from the back of the room to stand at the foot of the bed
-Justin ... - though his tone was mild, even paternal, the firmness of his voice attracted the attention of the boy immediately - I will examine the hurt right?
After a moment, in which Justin seemed to struggle to assimilate the information, Brian started to get up but immediately noticed Justin's hand and pressed her fingers pulling at the bed and unable to move
-Brian, do not leave me. - Brian took a deep breath before do say
-Justin, please ...- pleading tone was not lost on her father that he summoned all the patience he had given her years of experience.

Jack approached the bedside and began to speak
-Justin, listen ... Are you listening? - The boy looked at Jack and nodded "I'm a doctor and I'm used to working under pressure but ... I assure you I'll do better without the eyes of my son watching me. I'm just going to disinfect your wounds. It will be a moment ... I promise .- smiled politely trying to gain their trust
- Brian ... can not stay? - Justin sighed.
-Joan is downstairs in the kitchen preparing one of those soothing teas like so much y. .. I'm sure Brian will comegood hot drink is not it?
Justin nodded slowly while he was dropping the hand of Brian accepted the explanations of Jack Kinney. Brian

called Daphne just outside the room. He heard her breathing relieved when she said that Justin was with him and then bombarded him with questions ... Okay? Why did he flee? Will you go home? ... Brian assured him that his friend would be fine and she promised that the next day would pass by his house to see it.

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As his father had predicted, Brian met Joan in the middle of the kitchen with a huge steaming bowl in his hands.

entering his mother watched his lips curvinggation to obey parents.
- How ...? I mean, you ...- Joan did not wait to hear your child's question
"My mother, tired of me mourn at all times was to see your father y. .. Do you know what your father told the grandmother Josephine when asked about his behavior? - Brian shook his head Like you said, now "Do not know."
- Ohhh! - Joan had to smile at the expression on your child. He spent his slender fingers under the chin by Brian pressing to lift your head and eyes to look into
"Brian, if you want this guy as much as I think I want to wait ... is what my mother said then, and is the only advice I can give. Wait .- Brian put his head to sink into the bosom of her madhis son hugged his mother as a child. Before entering the council had heard that Joan had given Brian and fondly recalled the conversation he had with Joan's mother years ago.

When Brian asked his presence felt immediately
- How is Justin? - Joan looked at her husband also waiting to hear
"Physically it is good, sore nipple hurts but it's nothing serious, did not even need stitches. He has some bruises on its side but, despite his poor appearance, they are not important.
- Thank God - Joan sighed.

Jack took steps to lean against the counter, thoughtfully rubbed the bridge of his nose before raisinghead to look at your child and say
-Brian, your legs, your upper thighs are ... are full of cuts and scars ...
"I know, Dad .- Brian said, shaking his head. Joan

would not ask but by the silence in the kitchen was learned that talking about something serious, something more serious wounds that her husband had described.
"I thought Jack began ...- -... I thought it might be safer that you spend the night here.
"I'll talk with Justin to see that you do.
"Well Jack Kinney nodded .-" I've put something soft to calm down and I said that would go away. He is very concerned about his mother.
"Yes, I know. Afraid that his heart with disgust give someBrian ago would have hated this domesticity. "A Saturday night sitting on her couch stroking the hair of her boyfriend" did not sound like Brian Kinney had been for the past five years, that man would no doubt have been in the darkroom of a lunging Babylon anonymous ass. Never have imagined a night like this but if anything was clear at this point for Brian is that the arrival of Justin to his life had blown up many of their customs.

Justin looked through the large window looking for answers but all I saw was like snow was falling. Brian's fingers massaged her head and tangled in her hair ... it felt so soothing that made him sigh loudly
- Are you better? - Asked Brian
...- murmured "Mmm Mmm while Justin nodded. Brian was quick to learn that Justin was not best at all when he noticed moisture on your leg and pushing the hair from her face Justin watched the tears sliding down her cheek to the tip of his nose from where they fell inevitably on the fabric of your Texan Justin

-.- said trying to get your attention. Justin shook his head and tried to watch it but another flood of tears wiped her cheeks.

Brian realized that he hoped and feared a scene like this from the very second that he had sat beside her on the porch stairs. He was not good comforting to people, how hard I tried I never knew thatsay at times like this. His sister and Linds claimed he had a "remarkable ability to put things in perspective, to see in a purely objective and practical, comfort may be true but someone was a task that did not have the slightest ability , much less when that person was Justin.

The truth is that since I knew that Justin had thought would be broken many times, but always surprised by the strength with which the adolescent is recomposed to all the negative ... This time the force was broken. Who could blame him?!

Brian waited until the moment of crisis pass but that did not happen, on the contrary, little by little the cries grew louder Justinintense. Brian was really scared when Justin told
sobbing "I'm sorry to hear ..- Brian Justin maneuvered to incorporate and embrace it. I wish I could say something that would ease but the words were not strong so I tried to yell his embrace, loud and clear, that I should not feel that he was there and was not going to go anywhere.

Justin cried for what seemed like hours to Brian ... he held in his arms, caressing her back and gently kiss her forehead, her cheeks or her head.

When Justin was able to stop mourn, Brian convinced him to go to bed. She helped him undress noting the appearance of the wounds had finally stopped bleeding. Although Justin has

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