First I want to apologize for the format of chapter four. I had edited it, but must have forgotten to save the changes. Sorry if the sex scene read like a radio play by play tennis match. Drew...Jeff...Drew...Jeff...Drew...Jeff...Drew...Jeff
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Fate Stepped In - Chapter Five
Bang, Bang, Bang. "JC is Lance in there?" Chris screamed through JC's door.
"Lance if you're in there, where's our breakfast, I'm starving".
"Shit" Lance said looking at his watch. It was 8 am. They had been standing there just looking out the window for over an hour. Totally lost in eachother. "I'll be there in a second, go wait in my room," Lance screamed through the door.
"I can't face them today, I can't " JC said.
"I understand, I'll make up an excuse." Lance started to leave.
"Lance, please don't tell them anything, please I couldn't handle them knowing right now, please don't say anything."
"Josh, I wont say a word, but remember they're your friends, they need to know. They'll understand and support you."
"Please Lance, not right now, please I can't not now"
"Ok, but the two of us need to talk about everything that happened to you last night. I'll be back after taking care of the guys and we'll talk".
"Lance, I can't...not now, please just let it go".
"No Josh, it will help you to talk about it. It's not good to keep it bottled up inside you. It will eat away at you and tear you apart.I know we can't take legal actions, we don't want this to get out the press, but talking will help clear your mind. I will not take no for an answer".
With that, Lance left to go to his room to arrange for breakfast for the rest of the group. JC sat back down on his bed. His head started to pound as his mind went over the events of the night before.
"Why?...Why did this happen?...Who were they?...Why did I open the door?...It had to be my fault...I must have done something to show that I wanted this", JC whispered to himself.
The pain from the night before entered his mind, then the pleasure. The feeling of a man's dick going in and out of his mouth in and out of his ass. JC's cock started to grow. The feeling of a man ejaculating in his mouth, on his face, up his ass, "God, why me?"
JC felt dirty. He ran to the bathroom, striped off his boxers and jumped in the shower. He turned the hot water on. He leaned against the wall as the cold water hit him. A few seconds later the water started to get hotter and hotter. JC did not feel it. He started to scrub every inch of his body. His skin started to turn red as the hot water pounded his body. He turned the water off and fell to the floor crying.
"Lance, where's JC and Justin?" Joey said as he entered the room, jumping on the couch next to Chris.
"Justin is probably still asleep and JC is feeling real sick today, he'll probably hang out in his room all day. I will go see what's up with Justin. Go ahead and start eating". Lance shouted from the bathroom.
As he exited, he noticed that they had both started to eat before he had even said it. Lance walked across the hall to Justin's door and started to bang on it.
"Justin, wake your ass up breakfast is waiting for you".
There was no reply. Lance reached into his wallet and pulled out the extra key he got just for these occasions. As Lance opened the door, he heard Justin snoring away. He entered the dark room and turned on the light, then walked to the curtains and opened them all the way. The room was filled with bright sunlight. Justin mumbled something and covered his head with the blankets.
"Oh no you don't" Lance yelled as he grabbed the blankets from the bottom of the bed and pulled them off. Justin was lying there, with his body curled up and his eyes closed. He started to yell every four-letter word at Lance, but Lance ignored him.
Lance jumped onto the bed and started to bounce around. Justin grabbed both his legs, tripping him backward off the bed. Lance landed butt first onto the floor. Grimacing in pain, he got up rubbing his rear.
"OH you die for that one Mr. Timberlake".
Justin was lying on his side, eyes still closed laughing. Lance looked at him and then noticed seven inches of morning wood sticking straight out of his boxer short's opening.
"Oh Justin, are you that happy to see me this morning or is little Curly just coming out to say Hi?"
Justin's eye flew open, looked down and then flipped over.
"Get the fuck out Lance", Justin yelled as his face turned completely red.
"Oh give me a break, Curly, it's not like the little guy hasn't saluted us all before on the bus while you slept on the couch".
Lance ran to the door as a pillow came flying at his head.
"Watch it or the next time we'll take some pictures of the UP and CUMMING new model and his RISE to the top of modeling world". Lance ducked out the door as another pillow hit the door.
Lance stuck his head through his door and yelled to Chris and Joey, "Justin's up now, along with another part of his body. I am going to go and check on JC. When you're done eating get ready, we have to leave for the arena at 10 am for a little rehearsal time, then lunch. Free time until 6, then back to the arena for the show at 7pm."
Lance closed the door and headed to JC's room. He knocked lightly on JC's door.
"Josh, can I come in?"
There was no answer, so Lance turned the doorknob and opened the door. He couldn't see JC as he entered the room.
"Josh, where are you?"
There was no answer. Lance walked to the bathroom door and push the ajar door open, "Josh are you in here?". As soon as the door fully opened, he saw JC sitting down in the shower stall, hand over his face crying. Lance rushed to the shower, grabbing a towel as he went. When he opened the shower door, he placed the towel over JC.
"Josh, are you alright...oh man...come on Josh, I don't know what to say or do to help you. Please, Josh get up and we will get you dressed and we will talk about this, come on Josh."
He reached out his hand, but JC did not take it. Lance bent down and placed his arm under JC's arm and pulled him up. JC stood up and threw both arms around Lance and hugged him tight. Lance could not believe this, here he was standing in a shower stall with the man of his dreams naked and hugging him.
"Come on Josh, you got to help me. I can't carry you, you're too heavy for me to lift."
JC released Lance with one of his arms, keeping the other around Lance's neck. Lance grabbed the towel that was caught between their two bodies and wrapped it around JC's waist. He placed his right arm around JC's waist and helped him out of the shower, out of the bathroom and to his bed. With the taller JC leaning heavily on him, Lance barely made it to the bed. As they got to the bed, Lance leaned JC towards the bed and they both fell onto the bed. As Lance landed on top of JC, he said "Sorry about that, you are just a little too heavy for me."
JC felt safe and secure in Lance's arms, but not like he did last night. He could have sworn Lance had carried him to his bed last night. "Maybe it took all his strength to carry me last night and he's too weak to do it again" he thought to himself.
JC had stopped crying and covered his eyes with his forearm as Lance got up off him.
"Josh, please talk to me"
"I can't right now, Lance, it hurts too much"
"It will help just to talk about it, get it off your chest. Let me share the your pain, I can take it. I can't stand to see you suffering Josh. I love you too much. Let me in, let me help you."
After about 20 seconds of silence, JC spoke, still lying on his back with his forearm still covering his eyes.
"Lance, I was ...I was raped last night. I hurt so much, not because of what they were doing to me, but because what was in my mind at the time."
"Oh my god, there was two of them." Lance said as he kneeled beside the bed with his arms crossed on top of the bed.
"It doesn't matter how many there was, all that mattered is that it was my fault. I wanted it to happen. I'm a dirty fag and I must have sent signals out to someone and they acted on them. But as if that weren't enough, all while they were doing their thing, all I could think about was you. That's how I made it through that night, just imagining that I was with you. But it doesn't matter, I can't have you, I could never have you...you wouldn't want me, I'm dirty. You would never love me the way I love you."
"Josh, look at me" Lance said sternly as he pulled JC's arm away from his face.
"Look at me god damn it you are not at dirty fag. You are a beautiful young man. You are the smartest, kindest, most talented person I know, you have the biggest heart and the purest soul I have ever had the pleasure of being around. Don't let what happened to you drag you down. Don't let them win. They may have hurt you physically, but don't let them destroy your mind or your soul. Josh, you are strong, you can beat this, don't give in. Look deep inside your heart and you will see that what ever life throws at you, you can overcome. You have this within you. I see it and I am jealous, I have always been jealous of your strength. I think that's what drew me toward you. Hell, the first time I talked to you on the phone I felt it. When I met you face to face for first time, I could see it in your eyes. I knew you could conquer the world and I was willing to follow you. You are the reason I join the group.I rely on you more than you'll ever know...You are the reason I am still alive."
Tears were welling up in JC's eyes as he looked at his band mate, his soul mate, his savior. "What...What do you mean still alive, Lance".
Lance looked down at his hand and started to pick at his nails.
"Josh, I have never told anyone this...But when I finally admitted to myself that I was gay, I was in a deep depression. I was lonely, scared and confused. You probably remember the time, it was about a year ago."
"Yeah, I remember that time, you wouldn't talk to anyone"
"What you don't know is that I almost killed myself. I was going to the roof of the hotel after the concert in Chicago and I was going to jump. The only reason I didn't, was that as I left my room, I ran into you. I was in a total daze and you stopped me in the hallway and smiled at me and you looked straight in my eyes and into my soul. I didn't hear a word you said. I was lost in youreyes. You hugged me and dragged me into your room. We talked, I mean you talked. I didn't hear a word you said. I sat there staring in your eyes, taking in your beauty, falling in love. I fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night. You had covered me with a blanket and fell asleep on the couch next to me. I sat there watching you sleep for hours. Right before dawn, I got up covered you with the blanket and left. I walked up to the roof and sat down on the edge with my legs dangling over the side of the building. I sat there watching the sunrise remembering your smile, the twinkle you get in your eyes when you sing, the way you run your hands through your hair when you are nervous. Just thinking about you and how much I loved you. It was at that point I knew I couldn't do it. I left the roof, went back to my room and laid on my bed until you were banging on my door saying the bus was there."
"God, Lance...I...I never knew...why didn't you ever say anything...I am so, so sorry Lance. Why didn't you tell me...I should've been there for you...What kind of friend am I, what am I..." JC covered his face with his hands and started to cry again.
Lance got up and sat on the bed next to JC. He pulled JC into a hug and started to rock back and forth "Josh, you did everything for me that night, you saved me. Now let me help you overcome this. We will make it through this together. I love you Josh, I alway have and always will." Lance started to softly sing a Jennifer Paige song.
When clouds above you start to pour And all of your doubts rage like a storm And you don't know who your are anymore Let me help you find what you've been searching for Somewhere there's a field and a river You can let your soul run free Someday let me be the giver, let me bring you peace Somewhere there's a break in the weather Where your heart and spirit go free Someday it will be for the better, let this bring you peace I know you think no one sees The weight on your shoulders, but you can't fool me And aren't you tired of standing so tall Let me be the one to catch you when you fall Somewhere there's a field and a river You can let your soul run free Someday let me be the giver, let me bring you peace Somewhere there's a break in the weather Where your heart and spirit go free Someday it will be for the better, let this bring you peace Let me bring you joy, let me bring you peace Take these tears that you cry and trust them to me Let me give you heart, let me give you hope Be the one constant world they you've never known Let me be the one, let me be the one to catch you when you fall Let me bring you peace, let me bring you peace, let me be the one
Lance looked down and JC and smiled as he saw JC asleep. He laid JC down and covered him with the blanket and kissed him lightly on the lips. He wrote a quick note saying he would be back at 2:00 pm and placed on the night stand by the bed.
Lance looked back one more time and then left the room. He ran back towards his room. It was 9:55am and he was running late for rehearsal, but oh well. His life was looking up and he was looking forward to the show tonight dancing next to JC. Maybe the rest of his life next to JC.