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Wizard06@hotmail.com Chapter 7
Johnny finished getting dressed, put on the ready to wear black suit. He fixed his black tie. He fumbled with it, trying to get the tie right, after all his mom was the one that always made sure he looked immaculate. He looked at himself in the mirror, the black suit wasn't tailored for his body, but the fit was close enough. The shiney satin cotton blend shirt, with the silk black tie thinned him out. Johnny slicked his hair back, he laughed at his reflection. He looked like a mobster. He heard a knock on his hotel door, and heard his uncles voice.
He opened the door expecting to find his uncle, but instead saw his cousin.
"Oh, high JC, I thought you were my uncle." Johnny smiled letting his cousin in.
"I told you to call me Josh, only fans call me JC, or what left of them!" JC said sitting on the bed. "Come here." Josh said signaling him to come close to him. Josh grabbed Johnny's tie and finished perfecting it.
"There, now you look like your ready to walk the red- carpet!" Josh said bushing both of Johnny's shoulder.
"I wish i was!, I don't have to go do I? I mean there bodies aren't even there? I hate funerals." Johnny said sitting on the bed.
"There your parents Johnny. You have to go!" JC said sitting next to Johnny "Don't worry, My dad, Justin, and I are going to be there for you." JC said slapping his cousin knee, and giving him a friendly wink.
"How is my uncle holding up? Really?" Johnny said looking up at his cousin. JC didn't know what to tell him. He didn't want to tell him the truth, that his father was a complete wreck. His father after all was trying to be strong for Johnny, managing all the paperwork, lawyers, and such.
"He's coping..." JC said with a smile.
"Your lying." Johnny said bluntly looking straight into his cousins eye. It was almost as if he was reading his mind.
"Yeah I am, but don't tell him I told you. I am a bit worried about him." JC said looking out the window.
"You do know that my dad and yours was in a fight for years, right?" Johnny asked his cousin.
"What?" JC asked looking back at his cousin.
"Yeah, thats why we never got to stay in touch. My dad always said that your dad was a .... prick" Johnny said not knowing if he should be telling his cousin this
"I had no idea" JC said sitting down on a chair next to the TV.
"Do you know why they got into a fight?" JC said interested
"No idea, my parents never wanted to tell me!" Johnny replied. "I'm sorry, i shouldn't have told you!" Johnny awkwardly said to his cousin.
"No, its ok! I should know these things." JC said getting up from the chair. Johnny stood up as well, "well the important thing is that were buds again!" JC said giving his cousin a hug.
"Ill meet you downstairs, k?" JC said releasing his cousin from his embrace.
Meanwhile, Justin was done getting ready. He's been thinking about Johnny for the past day and a half. He looked at himself in the mirror, how could he had kissed him. What was he thinking? But what Justin doesn't understand is why the random obsession. Like it hurts him to be apart from him. But when he is with him, he shuts himself out, scared that he might hurt this kid.
Justin ran his hand over his stubbled cheek, as these questions repeated in his head. He regretted not shaving last night. He did one more check over the mirror and left his hotel room to meet up with the rest.
JC walked into his dad's hotel room. His dad was just about to leave the room.
"Why didn't you tell me dad?" JC asked arruptly.
"Tell you what?" His dad asked his son.
"That you were in a fight with uncle Steven!" JC said
"What? who told you tha..."
"Johnny did" JC cut his father off. JC's dad looked around the hallway and signaled his son to come in.
"Sit down!" he said to JC. "let me get one thing clear, you are not to tell any of what I'm about to tell you to Johnny. Do I make my self clear?" He scolded at his son.
"Yeah of course!" JC said, eager to know what his father was about to tell him. He looked at his father, his eyes were tired, as if he didn't want to relive the memories that were swimming through his head.
"Johnny isn't my brothers son. He isn't even the son of my brother's wife. Johnny was born in St. Augustine, not that far away from Orlando. His mother is the heir of a family fortune which dates back to when Florida was a Colony of Spain. His real mother suffers from all these mental illnesses, and got pregnant with her doctor. The family, being that of old money was outraged, that this boy was the one who, would carry on the family fortune. A half breed, of a crazy woman, who claimed to hear voices, and see people who weren't there!" JC dad said.
"Well what does this have to do with Uncle Steven?" JC asked not understanding how this all fits in.
"I'm not finished" His dad said not wanting to continue.
"At the time my brother was a lawyer at respectable law firm, and was married to the 2nd cousin of Johnny's real mom. She couldn't bare children. So they gave Johnny to my brother, along with his endless amount of family fortune at his disposal. He changed, the money changed him into this workaholic hungry man. He used this kid, for his money, and when I confronted him about it, well we got into a fight." Johnny's uncle said finishing his story.
"Dad... that means that Johnny's real mom is still alive? You have to tell him!" JC said looking at his dad, "HE deserves to know!" JC said raising his voice a little.
His dad let out a sighn. "Thats just the thing, his real mom died the same day as my brother. He can't know yet!" JC's dad said to his son. "Imagine finding all that out, on the day of the funeral of his other parents!"
"Your right dad!" JC said prossing everything his dad had just told him.
"and what about his real father?" JC asked?
"He died a mysterious death ages ago when Johnny was only a baby." Steven finished.
"wow, poor kidÉ" JC sighned.
CHAPTER 8
It was raining as Johnny left the cemetary. Two men were next to him, escorting him back to the limo. He wanted to get out of the cemetary he couldn't bare with all the death which surrounded him. All these funerals were going on, from all the families that died at his past residence. Crowds were migrating from grave to grave giving there respects to different graves. People stared at Johnny, some giving stares of pity, others giving glances of hatred. As if they were blaming him for there families death. He couldn't stand it any longer. He sped his pace up, fleeing the graves.
Justin, Josh, and and JC's father walked behind Johnny. They walked slowly letting the rain fall around them. The air was so think that it felt solid. JC felt bad for his dad, he was a wreck though out the whole funeral.
Johnny couldn't stand it anymore, all these graves surrounded him, he couldn't breath. He ran, he ran as if he had to run in order to live. He couldn't stand it anymore he passed the car, and ran into a batch of forest which surrounded the cemetery. He ran through the forest, branches tearing his suit jacket. He was blinded by bundle of emotions that he tripped over a root of a tree. He fell face forward, and turned over on the ground. He ignored the pain which shot through out his body. He laid there staring at the cloudy skies. The trees stared down at him, as he closed his eyes. His heartbeat raced, as the rain drizzled away. He heard voices shouting his name,
"Johnny, Johnny were are you!" Justin shouted. He saw Johnny sprint into the woods, and went right after him. He was worried, he couldn't find him anywhere. Justin's heart stopped as he saw Johnny's body lying on the ground. He ran to the ground and kneeled next to him.
"Johnny ! Johny wake up!" Justin said grabing his head. Johnny slowly opened his eyes, staring into Justin's eyes.
"hey!" Johnny said quietly
"Oh thank god!" Justin said in relief. He hugged Johnny close to him.
"Are you ok?" Justin asked again worried.
'yeah, um... i just... I needed to get away from all those people." Johnny said sitting up. Justin took a leaf out of Johnny's hair. Then brushed some dirt off his cheek. Johnny looked into Justin's eyes again. A cloud of relief spread around him due to the touch of his hand. Justin held him tight, his eyes looked so sad, he wanted to protect him, take away his pain. He didn't know how. He moved closer to Johnnys face, his hand carresed his cheek. Justin slowly moved towards, while Johnny felt his body melt in into Justins. Slowly Johnny opened his eyes as Justin's tongue invaded his mouth. Only it wasn't Justin. Johnny fell back in fear as the other man laughed a course loud laugh.
"Remember your mine! You'r mother was mine, as was those before her.!" The man hissed at Johnny.
Johnny woke up. He was in the limo, with his uncle, cousin, and Justin. They were all staring at him.
"You ok?" JC asked his cousin.
"Looks like you were having a bad dream." Josh stated. The limo departed on its way back to the hotel.
"Yeah, I just want to get out of here." Johnny said looking out the window. The sun was shining brighter then ever, nothing like his dream. Johnny just wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep.
Justin sitting across from him couldn't stop staring at Johnny. Josh noticed this and wondered. Out of all those years of being together Josh never suspected any Justin to be gay. Lance they always new about, and his own homosexuality as well. But he wondered now about Justin.