Now That You're Here
Chapter 33
Justin wasn’t too surprised when he woke up and saw that it was only 5:00 in the
morning. He had fallen asleep somewhere around nine the night before so it was
only logical he’d be up early. He stayed in bed for a good half hour, hoping to
fall back to sleep, but when 5:30 rolled around he knew it was useless. He took
a quick shower and then headed downstairs for a cup of coffee. He found Chris
sitting at the kitchen table looking lost.
“Hey, did you get any sleep?” he asked as he made his way to the coffeemaker.
“A couple of hours,” Chris replied huskily. “I spent most of the time thinking.”
“I bet.” Justin was quiet while he set up the coffeemaker. Once it was brewing,
he sat down at the table and looked closely at Chris. He looked horrible. His
eyes were bloodshot and he had dark circles under his eyes announcing his lack
of sleep. “Chris, when was the last time you had something to eat?”
“Huh? Oh, I don’t know.”
“Let me make you something.”
“That’s okay. I’m not hungry.”
“I didn’t ask if you were hungry. I said I was going to make you something, and
I expect you to eat it.” The startled look on Chris’s face caused Justin to
chuckle. “Did you know that I passed out the day before my parents’ funeral and
was rushed to the hospital? They couldn’t find anything wrong with me and
chalked it up to the fact that I hadn’t eaten anything since they had died.
Since I was a ward of the state, they insisted that I go to grief counseling.
They were convinced that I was starving myself so that I would die and be with
my parents. If it wasn’t such a screwed up time, I would’ve laughed in their
faces. I’m seventeen. I’m not stupid enough to think that if I die, I’ll
suddenly be reunited with them and we’ll be one big, happy family. I didn’t eat
because I couldn’t. The thought of trying to eat anything at all just made me
feel sick. I felt like I wouldn’t even be able to swallow anything down, so I
know what you’re going through. But trust me, you have to force yourself. I’m
not saying that you need to eat three meals a day with snacks in between, but
you have to make sure that you get something in your stomach everyday or you’re
going to end up in the back of an ambulance.”
“I keep forgetting that you lost your parents not that long ago. You must think
I’m an idiot for acting like this. Zander isn’t dead,” Chris said in a low
voice.
“I don’t think you’re an idiot. No, Zander’s not dead, thank God, but you’re
still suffering a loss right now. Brian and I have only known each other for a
short time, but I can’t even imagine what I’d do if he walked out on me. I just
want you to take care of yourself. No matter what happens between you and Zan,
it’s going to get better. The sadness and pain does become bearable eventually.”
“You’re right,” Chris agreed, sitting up straighter in his chair. “Go ahead and
make me those eggs.”
“That’s better,” Justin smiled as he got busy fixing breakfast. Once the eggs
and toast were finished, Justin joined Chris at the table and the two dug in.
“Chris, Zan asked me to move in with him.”
“He did?”
“Yeah, and it feels kind of weird. I mean, technically I’m Zan’s family, not
yours. Do you want me to go?”
“Of course not. You’re as much my family as Brian is. You’re more than welcome
to stay here, but I’ll understand if you want to go with Zander,” Chris replied.
“Well then I’ll do what I told Zan and travel back and forth. I don’t want to
leave you guys, but I hate the thought of him sitting home alone every night in
some small apartment. It’s not like it’ll be for long. I’m sure Zander’s going
to come around soon and realize he belongs here with us,” Justin assured Chris.
“I hope so,” Chris sighed. He finished his breakfast in silence as he thought
about Zander sitting alone in an apartment rather than coming home. He really
did screw everything up.
Once the kitchen was cleaned up, Chris went to lie back down on the couch while
Justin went upstairs to wake Brian. Since school was closed for the week, they
agreed to spend as much time together as possible to make up for their normally
busy schedules. Justin couldn’t think of a better way to spend time than curling
up in bed together.
Brian was being pulled from a deep sleep by the comfort of warm arms wrapped
around him. He groaned as he snuggled deeper into Justin’s body, smiling to
himself. There was nothing in the world more satisfying than being with his
favorite blond.
“Good morning, beautiful,” Justin whispered. “How did you sleep?”
“Not as good as I would have if someone had been awake to give me a good night
kiss last night,” Brian teased.
“Sorry about that,” Justin replied shyly. “One minute I was working on sketches
for Mr. James, and the next thing I know I was waking up this morning.”
“It’s okay. You needed the sleep. And since you weren’t up, I went right to
sleep and feel more rested today. How long have you been up?”
“Since five. I ran into Chris a little while ago. He doesn’t look so good.”
“I know,” Brian sighed as he sat up a bit. “I talked to him for a few minutes
last night when I got home. He’s sleeping on the couch. He said he couldn’t
bring himself to sleep in his and Zander’s bed alone. I don’t know what to do
for him.”
“There’s not too much we can do for him. I forced him to eat some eggs and toast
this morning, but we’re going to have to keep a close eye on him. I’m hoping
that after a few days he’ll snap out of it and at least be able to function
normally.”
“I can’t wait to see how Zan’s holding up.” Brian’s voiced dripped with sarcasm.
“This whole thing is ridiculous. He needs to just come home and work things out
with Chris.”
“It’s not that easy, Brian.”
“You think that Zan made the right decision by leaving?” Brian asked
incredulously.
“I don’t know. I’ve never been in this position before, but just think about it
for a minute. How would you feel if I came to you and said I’d been sleeping
with someone else for weeks behind your back? I can’t imagine the pain that
learning something like that would cause if you had done it to me, and they’ve
been together a hell of a lot longer. You know I love your brother to death, but
what he did? I don’t know if I’d be able to forgive something like that, and
even if I could, it wouldn’t happen overnight.”
Brian sighed. “I guess you’re right. I just hate this. Not only does it suck to
watch Chris suffering so much, but what if they don’t get back together? For the
last three years, those two have been my family. I don’t want to lose that.”
“You’re not going to lose that. I told you Zan thinks of you as family.
Regardless of what happens, he’ll always be there for you,” Justin assured him.
“Yeah, but it won’t be the same.” Brian threw back the covers and got out of
bed. “I’m gonna go jump in the shower.”
Justin watched Brian go in silence.
*****
When they got to the bookstore, neither one of them were surprised to find
Zander hard at work. It was apparent that he’d been there for awhile. A lot of
the displays had been moved around and the space that had always been reserved
for Chris was gone. Justin wasn’t going to mention it, but Brian didn’t seem to
mind.
“Where’s Chris’s display? What? Are you going to stop selling his stuff now,
too?”
“Brian,” Justin warned.
“And a good morning to you, too,” Zander drawled. “And no, of course I’m not
going to stop selling his stuff. Forgive me though if I don’t want to spend my
days seeing a huge display honoring him right now.”
“This is just ridiculous!” Brian exclaimed. He told himself he wasn’t going to
get defensive when he saw Zander, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself. It
probably had something to do with seeing the haunted look in his brother’s eyes
before leaving the house. “Why don’t you just come home and fix this?”
Zander took a deep breath and chose his words carefully. He didn’t want to lash
out at Brian. He was only trying to help. “Bri, it’s not that simple. I wish it
was.”
“But it can be. All you have to do is…”
“Is what, Brian? Forgive and forget? Pretend nothing happened? Spend my days and
nights trying not to think about how your brother was fucking another man? Not
think about how, while I was so busy taking care of Justin, worrying about you,
and trying to be there for Chris, he was getting his comfort from someone else?
You’re not the only one who’s upset about this, Brian. I’ve loved your brother
and given him everything I’ve had for almost nine years. Do you have any idea
how hard it was for me to walk out of that house the other day? Can you even
imagine how hard it is for me to get out of bed in the morning when all I want
to do is curl up in a ball and die?”
Justin could see that Zander was on the verge of a complete breakdown and
grabbed him by the shoulders, looking him in the eyes. “It’s okay, Zan. You
don’t have to explain anything to us. You have to do what’s right for you and
don’t worry about what the rest of us think. Now why don’t you go splash some
water on your face? Brian and I will finish getting set up for the day.”
“Thanks, Jus,” Zander whispered tearfully before heading into the back room. He
didn’t even glance Brian’s way.
Justin waited until he was gone before turning on Brian. “Are you out of your
mind? What the hell is wrong with you?”
“I didn’t mean to upset him. I just thought that if…”
“That if you made him feel guilty enough he’d come home? Not for nothing, Bri…but
this is all your brother’s fault. If he had just kept his pants on, Zander
wouldn’t have left. I know you’re just trying to help Chris, but you can’t do
that at Zander’s expense. It’s not fair. If you can’t stay neutral, then maybe
it would be best if you stopped working here for awhile. I can work here without
making Zander feel worse than he already does.”
Justin’s words hurt, but they were the truth and Brian knew it. “Shit, I’ll be
right back. I’ve got an apology to make.”
“Good. I’ll get the registers up.” Justin smiled sadly as he watched Brian go.
Zander was pacing back and forth in his office, fighting to hold back the tears
that were threatening to fall. He hated that he snapped at Brian. He was still
just a kid, trying to keep his family together. Zander knew that. He just wished
it was as easy as the kid suggested. He’d give anything to be able to just
forgive Chris for the mistakes that he made and move on. Only it wasn’t that
simple. The pain and humiliation of Chris’s infidelity ran deep and Zander was
becoming more and more afraid that the damage that had been done was
irreparable.
After falling asleep around ten the night before, Zan had tossed and turned,
waking up every hour until he finally gave up and got out of bed at three. He
was still exhausted, but sleeping wasn’t the relaxing comfort it had been
before. Not when he dreamed of Chris and their time together. It was as if
nothing had changed while he was in slumber, but the moment he woke, all the
hurt and anger came rushing back to him stronger than ever. He’d rather not
sleep than wake up to those feelings over and over again.
It was around five that he decided he might as well head to the store. He needed
to do a full stock inventory and had been putting it off ever since the
accident, wanting instead to spend more time with his family. Since his family
was slowly falling apart, he figured he might as well work. The jolt of sadness
that overcame him when he saw Chris’s display was startling. He immediately
began taking it down. Maybe one day Chris would be able to return to his special
spot up front, but it wasn’t going to happen overnight. He slowed his pacing as
he finally managed to get his emotions under control and was about to go back
out front when Brian knocked lightly on the door and then walked in.
“Hey,” Zan said softly.
“Hey,” Brian replied hesitantly. “I’m sorry about what I said. You’re right. I
have no idea what it’s like to go through what you’re going through. And I know
you’re not the one who caused it in the first place. It’s just hard for me to
see my brother so upset, you know? I just want things to go back to the way they
were.”
“Don’t you think I want that, too? I’ve spent the last 38 hours wishing I had a
time machine so that I could go back to the moment right before he told me what
happened and broke my heart. I keep thinking that if he hadn’t told me, if I
didn’t know…but then again, I wouldn’t want him keeping something like this from
me, either. I don’t know what the right thing to do is, Brian. I just know that
I have to follow my instincts and right now they’re telling me that I need to be
on my own for awhile. Does that mean that I’ll never forgive Chris and move back
home? No, it doesn’t, but I also can’t promise that we’ll be able to get past
this and move on. I really don’t know what the future holds for us right now.
All I do know is that I really don’t want this to affect the relationship you
and I have.”
“Neither do I. And I don’t want you thinking that I’m taking sides, because I’m
not. I swear. I get that you’re angry right now. You have every right to be.
What Chris did was selfish and stupid.”
“Yeah it was, but it’s not the anger that worries me. I’ve been angry with Chris
before. I know I can get over that. It’s the pain that I’m having a hard time
with. It hurts so bad that at times I feel like I can’t breathe. I don’t know
how to get past that,” Zander replied sadly.
“Maybe you and Chris should go to some kind of couple’s therapy,” Brian
suggested. “I could ask Megan to recommend someone.”
“I’m not sure if I’m ready for that. I don’t really want to be in the same room
as him right now,” Zander replied honestly. “Look, Brian, I know you’re only
trying to help, but I don’t think I should be talking to you too much about
this. Not only because you’re Chris’s brother, but because you’re seventeen. You
should be focusing on school, college applications, and Justin. Not on us.”
“But I…”
“Brian.”
“Alright, alright, I’ll back off for now,” Brian laughed. “But promise me that
you won’t just give up? Promise that one of these days you’ll talk to Chris and
try to work things out with him?”
“Bri, you may not believe this right now, but that’s what I want, too. Your
brother’s my entire life. I don’t really want to throw that away. Not if there’s
some way we can work it all out. I just need some time to figure out what to do
next.”
“Uh, guys?” Justin said as he poked his head in. “”It’s after nine and we
already have some people roaming around. You never trained me on how to ring
people up.”
“Well then let’s go, Blondie. There’s no time like the present.” Brian winked at
Zan as he grabbed Justin and dragged him towards the front. Zander watched them
with a smile. He was going to miss having them around all the time.
*****
Chris was pacing the living room once again. He’d tried his best to put Zander
out of his mind and focus on work throughout the day, but he hadn’t been
successful. Every time he walked into his home office, he thought back to the
days when he and Zan worked on putting it together. It had originally been a
spare room. Back in their early days in Sierra Vista, Chris was just starting
out and he spent his days writing on his laptop, usually in the living room or
the bedroom. Once he started selling his work, Zander thought he needed his own
space. He surprised Chris with a gallon of paint, tied with a red ribbon.
Together they spent countless hours refinishing the hardwood floors, stripping
off the horrendous wallpaper, and sanding and spackling every imperfect spot on
the walls. When they finally got around to doing the actual painting, Chris was
certain they had more paint on themselves than on the walls, but it had been fun
and the finished project turned out great. Now it taunted him. Now, just walking
in there reminded Chris of how wonderful things had been and how he might have
singlehandedly ruined that.
Brian and Justin had come home from the store earlier and he hated how he could
feel them watching him. It was like they thought he was moments away from a
complete breakdown and were just waiting for it to happen. And maybe they were
right. Maybe he was on the verge of a breakdown. Who wouldn’t be after they
watched the love of their life walk out the door with the possibility that they
wouldn’t return? Yet that didn’t mean he wanted to be under the teen watch
program. He couldn’t stand the sad looks the boys exchanged when they thought he
wasn’t looking. The sympathetic looks directed towards him. He really needed to
get it together. He just wasn’t quite sure how to go about it.
Thinking that the first move just might be to force himself to sleep in the bed
that he and Zan shared, he grabbed his pillow and blanket off the couch and
walked down the hallway. He paused at the door before going inside. He refused
to look towards the bed, choosing instead to take a shower. His back was stiff
and sore from lack of sleep and the uncomfortable couch. Once he was standing
under the hot spray of water, the dam broke again and he found himself sobbing
softly. He never knew it was possible to miss someone so much it caused a
physical ache. He allowed himself a few moments to cry and then pushed the tears
aside and washed himself clean. Once he was finished, he dried himself off and
dressed in a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. He took his time brushing and
flossing, until he finally ran out of things that kept him from the bedroom. The
time had come where he had to face the emptiness of the situation. He walked
back into the bedroom and stared at the bed. He felt his stomach dip at the
memories that came rushing back, but managed to push them aside. He had to get
it together.
He was just about to crawl into bed when his cell phone rang. Seeing that it was
after ten, only one thought came to mind. He raced forward and was rewarded when
he saw Zander’s name on the screen. With his heart thumping wildly in his chest,
he answered the call.
“Hello?”
“Hey,” Zander said softly.
“How are you?” Without giving a thought to what he was doing, Chris climbed into
bed.
“Not so good,” Zander replied honestly. “You know, Chris, I think the boys think
I’m doing this because I’m angry with you, but that’s not it.”
“You’re not mad at me?”
Zan chuckled humorlessly. “Oh no, I’m mad at you. I’m furious with you right
now, but that’s not why I left.”
“Then why did you leave?”
“I left because the pain of seeing you right now is just more than I can handle.
I’m just so confused. Why did you do it? Am I not enough for you?”
Chris hated the anguish he heard in Zan’s voice. “Of course you’re enough for
me. It had nothing to do with you.”
“How could it not have anything to do with me? It wasn’t even a one night stand.
I think if it was just one night I’d be able to accept it a little better. My
God, Chris, you were in a relationship with this guy. How could you do this to
us?”
“I don’t know,” Chris whispered as his tears started to fall again.
“Do you love him?” Zander asked hesitantly.
“Of course not. I love you,” Chris insisted.
“But you like him.”
“Yeah, I like him. So what? I like a lot of people. I swear to you, it meant
nothing to me and it’s over now. Please, can’t you come home so we can work this
out?”
“I can’t,” Zander sighed heavily, his voice filled with pain. “I need time to
figure things out.”
“Figure what things out? This is your home. You belong here. How are we supposed
to work this out if you’re not even here?” Chris pushed.
“Please don’t make me say it. Just give me some space.”
“Say what?”
“Chris…”
“Oh my God,” his heart squeezed in anguish as he realized what Zan was trying
not to say. “You’re not coming home, are you?”
“Truthfully? I don’t know.” A deep pain threatened to choke him, but he forced
himself to breathe. “I wish I could say that it’ll all work out and that we’ll
be back together next week, but I can’t. I’m sorry, Chris, but I honestly don’t
know if I can forgive you for this.”
Chris’s spirits sank even lower. “Then why did you even bother calling me?”
“Because I miss you,” Zander replied as a tear rolled down his cheek. “I just
needed to hear your voice.”
Chris cleared his throat. “Well, I guess that’s something.”
“Yeah, it’s something,” Zan agreed. “Goodnight, Chris.”
“Night, Zan.”
Chris spent the rest of the night trying not to think about the very real
possibility that he’d lost Zan forever.
*****
Justin looked around the small but tidy apartment with mixed emotions. It was
Wednesday night and he and Brian agreed that he’d spend a few nights with Zan
before spending the last few days before break ended at home. He was glad that
Zander had found a nice place at a reasonable price, but kind of wished that
he’d only been able to find a dump. He wanted his cousin to be miserable so that
he’d give in and go back to Chris. Then again, the dark circles under his eyes
told Justin that Chris wasn’t the only one pacing the floors at night.
“Why don’t you put your bag in your room while I take dinner out of the oven?”
Zan suggested. “It’s down the hall on the left, across from the bathroom.”
“Zan, you didn’t have to cook. We could’ve just ordered pizza.”
“I know, but I wanted to. It’s only a casserole, nothing fancy.”
“Sounds good to me. I’m starving.” Justin went down the hall and found the room.
It was small but clean, and the bed appeared to be comfortable. Zander had told
him to consider the apartment his home, but he had to admit that he liked his
other room better. He dropped his bag at the foot of the bed and then went back
to the kitchen area. “This place isn’t too bad.”
“No, it’s not. And I like having Jules right upstairs. She’s been great the last
few days.”
“If you guys are so close, how is it that I’ve never met her?” Justin asked
curiously as he helped Zan set the table.
“She spent six months over in Italy in some cooking exchange program or
something like that. I don’t know what it was, but she just got back to town a
few weeks ago. She’s on a date tonight, but I’m sure you’ll meet her tomorrow.
She tends to pop in once a day to check on me and make sure I’m eating.” Zan
laughed. “It’s like having my mother living upstairs…assuming that I had a
decent mother.”
“Good, then I’m glad she lives close by. I hate you being here all by yourself.”
“Don’t worry. I know how to take care of myself. I’ve done it before. Now let’s
eat before dinner gets cold.”
As they sat down and dug into the casserole, Justin was trying to think of
something to say that wouldn’t lead to a conversation about Chris. Zander had
actually looked happy to see him when he showed up. Justin didn’t want to do
anything to bring back the sadness that had been haunting his cousin’s features
the last few days. Luckily Zander had the same thoughts.
“So, how are things with Jason? The last time I talked to him, he said that he
had submitted his college applications early. Has he heard back from anyone?”
“Yeah, actually he’s going to Arizona State,” Justin laughed.
“Really? Huh, that’s great. I’m sure you guys will love to be in the same state
again. He’s a good kid.”
“Yeah, he is,” Justin replied. “When he comes out after Christmas, his parents
are coming with him for a couple of days. His mom wants to see the school he’ll
be going to. They want to see me and I’d really like for you and Chris to meet
them. I mean, I don’t know how things will be with the two of you by then. I
guess they could meet you separately if they had to.”
“Jus, relax. I’d love to meet them; especially since they were so supportive
after the accident. And I know you guys are confused about things right now, but
when it comes to you and Brian, Chris and I can work together. We can make
reservations at that Italian place you like and all go out to dinner while
they’re here. I think Chris and I can manage a meal together regardless of
what’s going on with us.”
“Thanks,” Justin sighed with relief. “I know it probably sounds stupid, but they
were like a second family to me for most of my life. My mom and Mrs. Meyers met
their freshman year at Carnegie Mellon. They went their separate ways after
graduation, but ended up living a couple blocks apart while Jason and I were
still in the crib. I’d really like for them to meet my new family.”
“They will,” Zander said. His voice was a little choked with emotion. “I promise
that no matter what happens, Chris and I are still your family. Nothing is going
to change that.”
“Good. I don’t think I could bear losing another one,” Justin said quickly as he
stood up and started clearing the table. “You cooked, I’ve got the dishes.”
“Jus, you don’t have to do that,” Zan replied, letting Justin’s comment pass for
the moment. He was going to have to talk to Chris. Both boys needed to
understand that they were still a family, no matter where any of them were
living.
“Yes I do. It’s my place too, remember?”
Zander smiled as he playfully shoved Justin. “Yeah, I remember.”
End of part 33
11/05/10