Limbo Uprising – Chapter 6

Chapter 6 — Devastation Cometh

Jun 2, 1996 – Somewhere in Orange Park, FL

“Venus!  Heart Reflection!”  Someone screamed as a continuous beam of solar light zapped Ryan, knocking him backwards to the ground.

“Neptune!  Aqua Moon Medley!”  Someone else screamed as a strange portal-like phenomenon appeared, dumping water on Ryan, holding him down on the ground, not allowing him to get up.

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“Great, looks like we’re just in time,” JT said as he and his comrades appeared.

“Who are they?”  Telly asked with a smile on his face.

“Not your concern Helix.  Soul Eternal Kiss!”  JT screamed, waving his hand as a sphere of energy flew towards Ryan, exploding on contact with his body.

“Well let me tell you that it hurts so bad… It makes me feel so sad… It makes me hurt so bad to see you again… Like needles and pins… People say “you’ve been making out okay… He’s in love don’t stand in his way,[1]” Diana sang as her body floated as Paul and Telly watched her.

“Why is she singing right now?”  Paul asked, looking at Telly and then over at Kayla as she shrugged her shoulders.  “I first thought she was doing that because she was connected to JT, but he’s here and he’s not singing.”

“It is possible that she could be channeling something else?”  Telly asked, looking at Diana strangely.

“Who knows, but right now, that’s not the biggest concern we have,” Kayla stated as she raised her hands quickly, using her powers to erect a shield to protect all of them as Brett, Amy, A’Mora, Hank and a strange young man appeared next to her.

“Where did they come from?”  Telly asked, looking at Kayla.  “Did you bring them here?”

“No, I have no idea where they came from and who’s that?”  Kayla asked as Celeste appeared next, her eyes crackling with energy as she flew towards Ryan.

“Don’t know what’s going on, but Malaphyion doesn’t look all that happy to be here!”  Paul yelled as JT turned quickly, moved out of the way and then waved his hand as the two young ladies that was fighting with Ryan were moved out of the way also.

“Playtime is over!”  Ryan screamed as he stood up quickly, his body glowing brightly as energy emanated all around.  “Fun and games are now over and done with!”

“Meaning what monster?”  JT asked as Necroloque appeared next to him.

“My boy, this isn’t going to end well at all,” Necroloque spoke just as Ryan gestured with his hand as energy zapped all of them, knocking everyone down to the ground.

“As I said, fun and games are over and done with,” Ryan said as he laughed.  “It’s now time that things progressed as planned.”

“We won’t let you,” JT weakly said as he tried to get up off the ground, but fell back down.  “I’m not going to let you…”

“Silly boy, you’ve already lost, there is no winning for your side,” Ryan said, laughing again.  “You should’ve listened the first time.”

“Good always triumphs over evil,” JT weakly said, falling back down to the ground.

“Tell me mirror, mirror… Mirror on the wall…  Thought you said…  You had the answer to it all…  Never told me I was gonna take a fall…  Tell me mirror, mirror… Mirror on the wall,[2]”  Diana sang as her body floated in place as the ground started to shake.

“Something’s wrong, something’s not right,” Necroloque spoke as his eyes sparkled with energy.  “No, the mirror!”

“What’s going on Uncle?”  JT weakly asked, still trying to get up off the ground as there was a flash of light near them.  “Please tell me that’s something to help us stop Ryan Hall!”

“Fool, I’m not going to be easily stopped.  With my powers and those combined with those of the mighty one, none of you pathetic fools can stop me!”  Ryan snapped as he waved his hand, projecting beams of energy all around as he continued laughing.

“Dear boy, you will be stopped!”  Ryan heard as he turned quickly, spotting an old woman near him.

“Oh come on, are you people serious?  You’ve resorted to sending little old ladies to fight your battles?”  Ryan asked, looking around as he shook his head and then laughed again.  “Is this some kind of joke?  You fools must be kidding me here!”

“Sometimes child, appearances can be deceiving,” the person spoke as Ryan shook his head as he held out his hand, projecting beams of energy at the woman as she held up her hand quickly.

“What is this!”  Ryan screamed.

“Mite of Spite!”  The woman screamed, holding up what looked like a book, using it to deflect the energy projected at her by Ryan.

“No, it can’t be,” JT weakly said, sighing as he shook his head.  “It can’t be her, what is she doing here Uncle?”

“This must be some kind of joke,” Ryan said, holding both hands up, projecting a continuous beam of energy at the woman.

“I can keep this up as long as you can child,” the woman said, continuing to hold up the book.  “I’ll do you one better though, Sash of Suffering!”

“It’s her!”  JT screamed, disappearing from the ground and then reappearing near the woman with scepter in hand.  “This is all your fault!  Silly woman, you didn’t think I noticed your psychic signature in Limbo, while I was there!  All of this is your doing, you evil witch!”

“No!  This isn’t my fault!”  The woman screamed as JT shook his head and then drew back with his scepter, preparing to strike her as Celeste aimed a beam of magical energy at him, knocking him down to the ground.

“No Psychic Warrior, leave her be, she’s helping us!  We can use all the help with can get right now, against this monster!”  Celeste screamed as Hank, A’Mora and Brett got up off the ground.

“Is that… Oh no, it’s his mom,” Hank said, shaking his head.

“How dare you Malaphyion!”  JT screamed as he got up off the ground and then waved his hand as his scepter flew from the ground, entering his hand.

“We don’t have time for this petty squabbling, that monster is trying to destroy this plane of existence!”  Celeste screamed as she was able to get up off the ground.

“This world is surely doomed now!”  JT snapped, shaking his head.  “Mother Divine’s actions here are not for our victory, but for her own!  Everything she does has a secret undertone to it!  She never does anything for others, always for one of her own plans!”

“Dude, that’s your mom,” Hank said as JT shook his head.

“She’s not my mother, she’s just a person I used to know,” JT stated as he floated towards Necroloque as Ryan zapped him with a magical energy beam, knocking him to the ground.

“Another score for me!”  Ryan exclaimed, laughing as JT lay on the ground.

“Sir, what is he talking about?”  A’Mora asked, using her powers quickly to deflect a stray beam of energy from Ryan.

“From what I can understand, he’s saying that the old woman there is responsible for all of this,” Paul said as he pressed a button on his armor.  “I don’t know the lady and all, but I can say, that she’s exhibiting some funky energy levels right now and they match the kid’s energy levels.”

“Meaning what Golem?”  A’Mora asked, looking around at Paul.

“Meaning that she’s using the same powers he is,” Paul answered as he pressed another button on his armor as his faceplate closed.  “We might want to heed Psychic Warrior’s words and take action against her!”

“I am not responsible for this!  I would never do anything to harm…” the woman said as JT got up off the ground and then shook his head.

“I’m really getting tired of people taking pop-shots at me,” JT said as he dusted off his clothes.  “You want to run that line on anyone else Mother Divine?”

“You can’t blame this on me!”  The woman screamed as she projected a beam of energy at Ryan, holding him against a wall.

“Yeah, like I can’t officially blame you for stealing my powers, having me kidnapped by people and having said people trying to kill me!”  JT snapped as his scepter glowed brightly in his hand.  “I’ve had enough of all of this!”

Between Here and There – The Limbo Dimension – A Cavern Far from Castle Limbo

“Come forth my liege and rejoin your most sacred, here in the chosen path,” a young man spoke as he stood in front of an altar, holding a book in one hand and a crystal-like orb in the other as the ground started to rumble and shake as the visual features of his face changed, making him look like a demonic creature and then returned back to normal.  “My liege, your followers await you here, waiting for your commands.  Come forth my liege and…”

The crystal-like orb that the young man held in his hand, glowed brightly as the ground continued to rumble and shake.  An eerie ambient light filled the cavern, enveloping the young man in a glow that made him seen transparent.  The light clearing, the shadows in various places in the area converged on one spot on the ground, taking the form of what looked like a man.

“Welcome back my liege,” the young man said with a smile as he placed the book on the altar and then stepped forward as the form of the man became clearer.  “I await your every command sire.”

“Where am I?  What am I doing here boy?”  The man asked, looking around the area.  “Is this place hell?”

“Somewhat my liege,” the young man answered as he bowed his head and knelt down on one knee, showing respect to the man.  “To answer your question, the chosen one of this realm has been weakened and you can now, with my aid, take back what was once yours.”

“Take back what was once mine?  What do you speak of boy?”  The man asked.

“You can regain control of this realm and the power that goes with it,” the young man replied, standing back up as the man turned slightly and then hauled off, smacking him across the face, knocking him down to the ground.  “My liege!”

“You stupid fool!  You disturbed my slumber for some silly ploy to try to take this realm from destiny, are you mad?”  The man asked as the young man looked up at him with wide eyes.  “You can’t go against destiny boy, you will always lose!  If that’s what you brought me back here for, it was a waste of your power, your time and the use of your misbegotten soul!”

“But my liege, there is a chance that this place…” the young man spoke as the man turned around, moving away from his original spot as his body started to fizzle, seeming to cause him pain.  “You’re not completely whole as of yet.”

“What the hell was that?”  The man asked, moving back to where he originally was as the dissipation of his body stopped.

“It seems you need more of my spirit to maintain cohesion of your body,” the young man said with a smile on his face.

“I would prefer you sent me back to…” the man spoke as the young man interrupted him.

“Not yet, we have things to do.  When I’m done with you, then I’ll return you back, since you don’t want to reclaim what should rightfully be yours,” the young man stated with a sly grin on his face.

“What are these things you want done?”  The man asked, looking at the young man strangely.

“Simple, you’re going to help me get all that I want,” the young man replied as he walked back over to the altar and picked up the book he previously had.  “You’re going to help me obtain the powers of this realm and to help me get rid some annoyances I call family.”

“How am I going to do that?”  The man asked as the young man smiled and then waved a hand at him as the man’s body glowed brightly, his skin-tone, hair and eye color and body mass changing.

“Now that you look like my father, you’re going to Earth and you’re going to take out a few do-gooders that think they can win the good fight,” the young man said with a smile as he flipped some pages in the book and then grabbed the crystal-like orb again as he motioned with the orb over the book as a strange portal-like phenomenon appeared in the area.  “Step through there and go do my bidding.  Once you’ve done what I want, I’ll give you what you want.”

“Fine,” the man said as he stepped through the portal, disappearing.

Jun 3, 1996 – A Yacht off the Coast of Atlantic Beach, FL

“Why are we hiding out on a damn boat?”  Paul asked as he and a few of his friends sat around a table on the yacht’s deck.  “We should be out there, kicking that kid’s ass, not sitting here, sulking or whatever the fuck it is we’re doing right now.”

“We’re not sulking, we’re taking a breather,” Telly responded as he looked at Paul strangely.  “What’s gotten into you man?  Since we’ve been here, you’ve been acting like—like a spoiled baby.”

“I’m not acting like a spoiled baby!  You guys are acting like wimps!”  Paul snapped as he stood up.  “We should be with the others, kicking ass, not here, sitting on our damn asses, doing nothing!”

“No, we should be right here, staying out of the way,” Telly stated as he shook his head.  “The big dawgs are handling things, let them do what they need to do.”

“It sounds like you’re calling the rest of us little pussies or something!”  Paul snapped as he stepped closer to Telly, getting closer to his face.  “I can handle my own in a damn fight!”

“Alright, cool it you two,” Brett said with a frown.

“No, I’m not about to cool anything!”  Paul snapped, pointing his finger at Brett.  “Are you on his side too?”

“I’m on nobody’s side in this,” Brett replied with a sigh.  “There’s no need for us getting all in an uproar, for no apparent reason.  We should be resting up and staying alert, just in case we’re needed.”

“That’s the point man, we are needed!  That kid is probably kicking their asses all over the damn place and here we are, sitting on our damn asses, doing nothing!”  Paul snapped as he shook his head and then turned his back to Telly and Brett.  “Hank, what do you think about all of this?  Do you think we should be here, hiding out or with the others, fighting?”

“I think I don’t want to get into the middle of that argument,” Hank replied as he got up from the table and then walked to the other side of the deck.

“What about you Tamara?  Benji?”  Paul spoke as he looked at two of his other friends.

“Paul, let this go dude,” Benjamin spoke, getting up and walking over to where Paul stood and patting him on the shoulder.  “The super magical people are doing the fighting right now.  Let them get things done and when they need us, they’ll call us.”

“It’s not all about damn magic and shit!”  Paul snapped as he shook his head and then sighed.

“Yes it is Paul,” Tamara stated as she stood up from the table.  “The others are fighting a creature of magic, which is something we can’t do, we don’t have magical powers.  What can our powers really accomplish against a being of pure magic?”

“We can still kick some ass,” Paul stated as Tamara shook her head.

“The right people for that sort of thing is fighting right now.  We’re doing our part in things, we’re waiting for them to call on us, if they need to buddy,” Tamara stated as she placed a hand on Paul’s shoulder.  “That in no way means that we’re weaker or lesser beings, it’s just that our powers wouldn’t be of any use against…”

“I understand what you’re saying and all, but I think all of us could be beneficial to the big picture,” Paul said as an alarm started buzzing on his armor.  “Something’s up guys, be on the lookout!”

“What is your armor detecting?”  Brett asked, moving closer to Paul.

“Something is heading this way, fast!”  Paul yelled as he pressed a button on his armor as he vanished.  “Scatter!”

“Evasive maneuvers guys!”  Brett yelled as all of them left the yacht in their own way.

A Few Miles Away

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“Are you okay?”  Necroloque asked, landing on the ground next to where JT lay.

“I’m fine Uncle, don’t worry about me, get to Malaphyion, Phantasma and Illusioness!”  JT snapped as he faded away as Necroloque vanished.

“You pathetic fools!”  Ryan screamed as his body grew in size.  “I’m tired of this game playing!”

“We’re tired of it too!”  Celeste yelled as Kayla appeared next to her.  “Soul to soul, heart to heart, stop this thing, leaving no part!”

“Oh that’s never going to work!”  Kayla stated as she flew into the air, projecting beams of magical energy at Ryan’s body.  “We’ve been at this for only the Fate’s know how long.  We can’t keep going like this!”

“You have a point, but what can we do?”  Celeste asked as she looked around.  “I have no idea where this creep is getting so much power.”

“Something’s got to give,” JT stated as he appeared in the air next to Kayla.  “The kid isn’t that powerful and Celestus’ power shouldn’t be like this.  There has to be something fueling this kid’s powers, but what?”

“Your guess is good as mine,” Kayla stated as Ryan’s foot came crashing down to the ground, creating a dust storm, darkening the area.  “This is ridiculous!”

“Yeah, I’ll say it is,” JT responded as he shook his head as he waved his hand, using his powers, trying to clear the air around them to see.  “Uncle, I have a question?”

“What is it my boy?”  Necroloque asked.

“Is it possible that Ryan is drawing his powers and energy from Limbo?”  JT asked, looking at Necroloque strangely.  “Being that all of this started there, is it possible that…”

“It could be possible, but you would all be wrong!”  They all heard as JT turned around quickly.  “Mr. Hall!”

“Who?”  Necroloque asked, moving quickly to avoid the person that was near.

“You all will die now!”  The man yelled as his eyes crackled with energy.  “Starting with you, the enemy of my enemy!”

“Say what!”  JT snapped, holding his hand up, using his powers to create a shield of magical energy, deflecting the man’s attack, but barely.  “Mr. Hall, what has gotten into you?”

“You shall die now!”  The man yelled, lunging at JT again, striking his shield with a beam of energy, causing it to ricochet and strike Celeste.

“Owwww!”  Celeste screamed out, her body falling towards the ground as Necroloque took off to catch her.

“Mr. Hall, I don’t know what’s going on here, but you need to stop!”  JT screamed, holding up both of his hands in front of the man.  “I… I didn’t know you had powers.”

“Not your place to know!”  The man yelled as his hands glowed brightly with energy as he started attacking JT again, striking his shield as sparks flew in various directions.

“What’s going on here?  Who is this guy?”  A’Mora asked, looking at the man and then at JT as she gestured with her hand, using her powers to wrap the man up in eldritch chains.

“If I’m not mistaken, this is Mitchell Hall, Rebekah Hall’s husband,” JT stated as A’Mora’s eyes widened as she looked at the man strangely.

“Wait a minute, I thought Diana and Donna’s father was dead,” A’Mora stated with a frown on her face.

“I thought so too, but maybe things aren’t as they seem in the land of magic,” JT stated as he turned quickly, using his powers to deflect an attack from Ryan.  “Now we’re under a two-pronged attack!”

“Yeah, is this crap going to get any better?”  Celeste asked as she and Necroloque walked over to where JT and A’Mora stood.

“Until we find a good way to stop Ryan, Celestus and now his father, I don’t think so,” JT stated as he shook his head and then sighed.

To Be Continued…

[1] Song Excerpt = Hurt So Bad by Linda Ronstadt

[2] Song Excerpt = Mirror, Mirror by Diana Ross

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If I Ain’t Got You – Chapter 21

Chapter 21 — New Additions and Ultimatums

Jan 4, 2003 – Orlando, FL – The Poole-Walden Estates

“Come on baby, do you forgive me?”  Mark asked, holding JT in his arms as they stood in the doorway.

“Yeah, I guess so,” JT replied as he looked into Mark’s eyes.

“You guess so?  You guess so?  What kind of answer is that baby?”  Mark asked, looking down.

“It’s the only one you’re getting from me right now,” JT replied, kissing Mark on the cheek and then pulling away from him.

“Fine, I’ll get a better answer out of you later on tonight,” Mark said as he crossed his arms across his chest. “So, when will Justin, Nick, Dean and Angie start moving in?”

“Well, Nick is already moved in.  Justin is partially moved in,” JT replied as Mark looked at him strangely.

“He’s partially moved in,” Mark said as JT nodded his head.

“A few of his doctors aren’t on the same page as me yet,” JT stated with a frown.  “I’m trying to get them all to see the big picture through Justin’s eyes, but some of them are concentrating on his medical issues first and not on his privacy and freedom from the hospital.”

“I see,” Mark said as he shook his head.  “Is someone trying to keep the hospital’s profit margin up or is there something else at play there?”

“It’s a bit of profit, his health and the fame of things with him,” JT stated as he sighed.  “He may not be a big-name celebrity in the whole entire world, but he is a singer around this town, same as Nick and since they’ve been at the hospital, tons of fans have been camped out in the lobby.  The hospital has gotten tons of news coverage because of those two and the board likes it.”

“Well I’m glad you got their back, so you can see the big picture of things,” Mark said as he pulled JT to him and kissed his lips.  “What about Angie and—and Dean?”

“Angie has the movers putting most of her things into storage.  She’s going to stay here tonight and finish up with some things at her apartment tomorrow.  She’s taking the room down the hall that she normally sleeps in when she stays over.  Dean will be across from her and he’ll start moving in around Tuesday, maybe Wednesday.  He said he has to see his lawyer about some things, so he’ll keep me informed of things,” JT explained as he sighed.

“This place will be operating like a hotel sooner or later,” Mark said, laughing.

“That’s what I said earlier,” JT stated as he kissed Mark’s mouth.  “Before I left the hospital, I checked on Kai.  He’s ready to come home, but Andy wants him to stay a bit longer.”

“I bet he misses his room,” Mark said as JT shook his head.

“He wants to move up to the attic,” JT stated as Mark looked at him strangely.  “Should we let him?”

“If that’s what he wants, why shouldn’t we?  He’s almost fifteen and he would probably want to be far away from our room as possible,” Mark said, laughing again.

“He’ll be all the way up there, away from us,” JT said, hugging Mark as he looked down.  “Way up there in the attic, doing only God knows what.”

“Baby, it’s not like we don’t know how to go up there,” Mark said as he rubbed JT’s back and then slid his hand down into the back of JT’s pants.

“Hey now, you’re being naughty,” JT said, kissing Mark’s mouth again.

“Yeah I am, but you bring out the naughty in me.  Let’s go get our freak on, before everyone comes back,” Mark slyly said.

“No baby, we can’t do that, we don’t have the time,” JT said, pulling away from Mark.

“Hell, all I need is fifteen minutes.  Shit, all I really need is a good five,” Mark said, kissing JT’s cheek.

“Excuse me, I’m not going to just go jump into bed and rush things along for you,” JT said with a frown.

“Come on baby, it won’t take that long.  We’ll be done before anyone comes back,” Mark whined, trying to kiss JT’s mouth.

“Down boy,” JT said, turning Mark’s face away from his.  “I think you need to go take a cold shower or something.”

“But baby,” Mark whined.

“That’s what you want, but you’re not going to get it right now,” JT stated, shaking his head.

“Fine, why don’t you just fuck me then; I need some form of sex baby.  I need you, I need you in any way I can get you,” Mark said, his eyes pleading with JT as JT shook his head.

“No baby, just wait until later on.  I promise you, I’ll make it worth your while later on.  You’ll love that so much better,” JT said as he walked down the hall to his home office.

Florida Hospital – The Emergency Room’s Nurses Station

Angela’s POV

I can’t believe I’ve been here an extra hour.  I should’ve been gone an hour ago.  I bet JT and Mark are probably wondering where I am and why I’m not at their place.  I need to get my stuff and get the hell out of here before something else happens and I end up staying another hour.  The sooner I get out of here, the better things will be.  I’m going to say my goodbyes and get the hell on.

“I’ll see you tomorrow girl,” I said as Tamara walked passed me, heading for the exit doors.

I busied myself, finishing up my notes and then gathered the rest of my things so I could head over to JT’s house, doing my best not to be spotted by any other doctors or possibly patients that need my help.

“Where in the hell did I put those stupid keys?  Damn, I must’ve left them in the locker,” I said, shaking my head and then sighing.

Rushing back to the staff locker room, I heard my phone ringing.  I dreaded answering it, especially after last night.  Kevin has been blowing my cell up, trying to apologize for what happened, but I don’t want to hear anything he has to say.  I looked at the caller ID, not recognizing the number, I decided to answer the phone.  I flipped it open as I rummaged around in my purse, trying to find my locker key.

“Hello?”  I said, pulling out the key and opening my locker so I could change out of my scrubs.

“Angie, please don’t hang up,” I heard Kevin’s voice say quickly, trying to buy himself some time before the dial tone greeted his ass.  “Baby, I just want to talk to you.  Please don’t hang up on me.”

“Don’t call me Angie!  You no longer have the right to call me that.  I thought I told you to lose my number!  What the hell do you want from me?”  I asked in exasperation, not needing that kind of stress right now on top of everything else going on in my life.

“I—I just want to see you, so that I can apologize for what happened last night,” he replied quietly, so quietly in fact, I had a hard time hearing him.  “Angela, I really care about you.  I know that I fucked up, but please don’t let this kill us before ‘us’ has a chance to grow.”

“There is no ‘us’ Kevin, I told you that already.  I meant what I said when I last saw you!  Any ‘us’ that might’ve been, died last night when you called me by his damn name!  Now please, if you really care about me, leave me the hell alone,” I said, hanging up the phone before I started crying.

Damn him!  Why can’t he just leave me alone?  I already have too much on my plate as it is to deal with.  First, my baby Kai gets hurt and then Valgina fucking Williams comes back to make life a living hell.  To top things off, JT gets fired and that damn bitch is named his replacement!  I don’t know how much more of this I can take, before I have either a nervous breakdown or I catch a damn court case.

As I finished changing into my clothes, I grabbed the last of my stuff out of the locker so I could head out.  Stopping by the time clock, I made sure that all the nurses under my supervision remembered to clock out before I headed for the door.  Since I decided that it would be a good thing to move in with JT and Mark, I have a lot to do at home, so I hurried to my car, stopping dead in my tracks before I could get there.

Sitting on the hood of the car was a vase of at least a dozen perfect long-stemmed yellow roses, anchoring a clutch of helium balloons that said, ‘I’m Sorry’ on one side and ‘Please Forgive Me’ on the other.  I got close and could see that there are also a dozen teddy bears sitting on the hood of the car, each holding a pink rose and a card that read, ‘Please Forgive Me’.

I gasped in surprise; tears sprang to my eyes as I got closer.  I touched the roses gently, almost afraid that they might break.  I can feel my heart melting and I knew that Kevin was behind all of this.  I turned around to put my purse on the roof of the car so that I could find my cell, but just as I’m about to dial his number, my phone rang.

“Kevin?”  I said breathlessly, hoping that he had forgotten that I told him never to call me again.

“I take it you found my apology,” Kevin replied softly.

“Yes… It’s beautiful.  Thank you,” I managed to say before I started crying softly.  “Where are you?”

“Somewhere close by.  I didn’t want to come around, unless you said it was okay,” he replied.

“I need—to apologize—to you,” I spoke before I felt hands on mine, moving the phone away from my ear as I turned around to see him standing there.

“Don’t cry sweet girl,” he softly said as he wrapped his arms around me as I buried my face in his shoulder, holding onto him.

“I’m sorry that I slapped you last night Kevin.  It just hurt me so much when I gave myself to you and you called me by his name,” I finally told him as I cried, holding onto him.  His arms tightened around me, holding me closer to him.

“Baby, you have nothing to apologize for.  I’m the one who screwed up.  I wish that I could go back and erase the pain, but I can’t.  All I can do is say that I’m sorry for hurting you that way.  You’re so much better than I deserve and…” he stated as I cut him off.

“No!  You deserve me… And I deserve you,” I softly said.  “I just need to be a little more willing to forgive you when you make mistakes.  I’m so sorry for hitting you.”

“Hey, that’s in the past, remember?  Can we put last night behind us and concentrate on getting back to where we were?”  He asked as he smiled down at me.

“I think I’d like that,” I replied, kissing him gently.  “Would you like to be my date tonight?”

“Where are we going sweet girl?”  Kevin asked, kissing me as we began moving my gifts from the hood to the back seat of my car.

“We’re going to a barbecue at JT and Mark’s house,” I replied as I stole a quick kiss before I got behind the wheel and started the car.  “Oh and another thing.”

“Yes sweet girl,” Kevin said, looking at me closely.

“If you ever call me by another person’s name while we’re making love again, I will rip your head off and shove it someplace really painful.  Capeesh?”  I said as he nodded his head.

“Capeesh!”  He replied, laughing as I pulled out of the lot as he rested one hand on my thigh as I drove to JT’s house to share a special night with him and the new friends.

Late Evening – The Poole-Walden Estates – The Backyard

“Where’s everybody?”  JT asked, looking around the backyard.  “This is supposed to be a get-together and it seems no one is here.”

“Angie called and said she and Kevin are on their way and Nick and Justin are busy in their room,” Mark replied with a smile as he winked his eye as JT looked at him strangely.

“They’re busy?”  JT said as he looked down and then back at Mark.

“Yeah, I said they are busy as in they are gettin’ busy,” Mark said with a smirk.

“They’re having sex?”  JT asked with a surprised expression on his face.

“Yeah baby and from the sounds of it, Justin is doing a good job of taking care of business,” Mark said as JT slapped his arm playfully.

“That isn’t your business baby, you’re a big perv, you know that,” JT said, shaking his head.

“It’s not my fault, it’s theirs.  No one told them to leave the door cracked,” Mark said as he ducked another of JT’s slaps.

“Shut up you perv,” JT said, walking out into the backyard.  “Come on you big baby.”

“Where are we going?”  Mark asked, looking around the yard.

“We’re going to the pool house, so we can take a dip,” JT said as he winked at Mark as Mark looked at him strangely as realization hit as he took off running towards the pool house.

“Hot damn, I’m gonna get some,” Mark said, stopping at the pool house door as he waited on JT to get there.

“You could’ve at least waited for me,” JT said, pushing Mark up against the wall as he kissed his mouth passionately while groping at his crotch.  “One of these days you’ll stop and think about what it is that you’re doing.”

“I’m sorry baby,” Mark said as he hefted JT up on his shoulders and walked into the pool house as he closed the door behind them.

A Few Minutes Previously – Justin and Nick’s Bedroom

“How are you feeling baby?” Nick asked, kissing Justin’s cheek.

“I feel fine,” Justin replied, pulling Nick closer.  “I’m starting to like it here already.  I wonder how long JT’s going to let us stay here with him.”

“I don’t know, but our best guess is that we better keep an eye out for a place of our own, just in case,” Nick replied as he looked down.

“Do you think he’ll throw us out?”  Justin asked, looking at Nick with concern written all over his face.

“I don’t know baby.  We don’t really know him like that.  We just know that he’s our therapist and I think he only took us in because of our celebrity status,” Nick said as he looked down.

“I don’t think that’s the case baby.  I don’t think he’s concerned about any of that.  I think he genuinely likes the two of us.  Besides, his husband is known around town and is famous.  I don’t think him knowing the two of us would make a difference,” Justin stated as he kissed Nick on the cheek.  “Just forget about all that stuff and we’ll take things one day at a time.”

“Are you sure about that Justin?”  Nick asked, lying his head on Justin’s chest.

“Yeah, I’m sure, sure as the sky is blue and the fact that I love you Nick Canton,” Justin said as he rubbed Nick’s back.

“I love you too baby and that’s Nick Canton dash Tanner,” Nick said as he kissed the tip of Justin’s nose.

“We’re not married yet, but okay baby,” Justin said as he laughed.

“We’ll be married soon, I hope,” Nick said as his cell phone rang.  Sighing, he pressed a button to answer it, turning on the phone’s speaker.  “Hello, talk to me.”

“Nick, where are you?”  Nick’s brother Aaron’s voice rattled out through the speaker.

“I’m at my and Justin’s new home,” Nick replied.

“You’re at your new home?  Where’s that?  I wasn’t aware that you two had bought a place,” Aaron said as Justin giggled.

“We’re at JT’s place, you know JT Poole, the therapist,” Nick stated.

“You mean Mr. Poole, as in that Kasai guy’s father?”  Aaron asked.

“Yep, one in the same,” Nick replied.

“Cool, can I come over?”  Aaron asked.

“Yeah, I called you earlier and left the address on your voicemail.  There’s going to be a barbecue, so bring something to contribute,” Nick said as Justin shook his head.

“What should I bring?”  Aaron asked.

“Does it really matter?  It’s a cookout, think of something that you would want to eat at a cookout,” Justin said as he giggled again.

“Yeah, what he said.  I’m in the middle of something bro, I gotto go,” Nick said as he smiled at Justin and then closed the phone.

“You didn’t have to hang up on him baby,” Justin said, shaking his head again.

“Oh yes I did baby.  It seems your dick is ready for more action and I wasn’t expecting it,” Nick said as he moved into a sitting position atop Justin’s hips.  “Are you ready to go again?”

“Hell yeah,” Justin replied, holding onto Nick’s hips as he moved him up and down on his dick.

Later On – Upstairs – Angela’s Bedroom

Angela’s POV

“So, this is going to be my new home.  Well, at least until JT and Mark either drive me crazy or kick me out,” I said, gathering hangers as I walked over to the closet and slid the door open as I hung up clothes as I talked.  “Kevin, could you hand me those pantsuits please?”

“Sure baby,” Kevin replied, bringing me the pile of clothes as he kissed my shoulder.  “So, will I be allowed to come over for conjugal visits or not?”

“Conjugal visits?  You make it sound like I just entered prison or something silly,” I replied, laughing so hard I had to sit down next to him on the bed.  “JT and Mark said that it’s perfectly okay for me to have company as long as we keep it down to a low roar.  Damn, it’s going to feel weird living with him and Mark right down the hall.”

“Well at least you have your own room and plenty of privacy,” he said, kissing my shoulder again as he got up to open another suitcase.  He stared down at the contents wide eyed as I wondered what he was looking at.  “What’s this?”

“Wait, don’t look in that one!”  I yelled, ducking around him, trying to grab the small case.  Kevin moved the case out of my reach, blocking me from taking it away from him.  I sighed in frustration, blushing furiously as Kevin picked up piece after piece of lacey silk lingerie, inspecting each carefully.

“Well… You never told me that you had such good taste in lingerie Angela,” he said in a very sexy whisper, coming close and touching my face.  “Can I see you in some of it sometime?”

“Sure you can, but only if you’re a good boy and you finish helping me unpack all of my stuff,” I replied with a grin as I took the bag with the lingerie over to the dresser to be put away.  I carefully refolded the pieces, putting them away as he eyed me closely.  “Well I’m done for now.  How about we go downstairs to join the others?”

“How about you give me that show right now?  Screw the others,” he replied, wrapping me in his arms as he kissed my mouth passionately.  I melted into him, sighing softly when the kiss ended.  “So, can I have that show now?”

“Party now, show later, you horn dog,” I retorted as I pulled him down for one more lingering kiss before letting him go.  I turned to walk away from him, stopping when he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close to his body again.  I grinned, reaching back to put my arms around him as we walked out the door together.

Out in the Pool House

JT’s POV

I must admit that I was really pissed off with Mark, mainly because of his constant temper tantrums.  It’s like damn, he acts like every guy I see, I’m going to leave him and go jump into bed with them.  Lord, I hope this jealousy of his goes away soon, if not, I don’t think I can continue putting up with it or him.

“Baby, what are you thinking about?”  Mark asked, smiling at me.

“You and those terrible jealousy fits you keep having,” I replied as he frowned and then looked down.  “Why are you so jealous all of a sudden Mark?”

“I’m scared you’ll stop loving me and leave me for someone else,” he replied, looking at the wall on the opposite side of the room.

“What gave you that notion Mark?”  I asked.

“It seems, for some strange reason, that all the people you’ve dated in the past or have been in a long-term relationship with, have resurfaced,” he said as I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer to me.

“So, what if Dean’s come back into my life, he’s only in it as a friend and that’s it.  I love you, you’re my husband Mark, not him,” I said, trying to reassure him that it was him I loved.

“What about that other guy?”  He asked, looking into my eyes as I wondered who he was talking about.

“You know, the guy that came by the hospital with the flowers and stuff, about two weeks ago,” he said, turning away from me again.

“Turn back around here mister,” I said, pulling him back to me.  “Mark, don’t do this to us.  I love you and only you.  There’s no other man that I love, well besides Kai, but you know what I mean.”

“Who was that guy baby?  Don’t be trying to change the subject,” he said, sitting up.  “Who was tht guy that brought the flowers and kissed you on the cheek?”

“His name is Ste… Ste Henderson,” I replied with a frown.

“So, what’s the deal with him then?”  He asked, the sadness hanging on his words like a moth to a flame.

“We dated in college, but that’s it,” I said, knowing he wasn’t going to accept that.  “He lives in London and each time he comes to America, he stops by to visit me, besides he’s married.”

“He’s married?  Why is he bringing you flowers and kissing you on the cheek?”  He asked as I sighed.  “He shouldn’t be doing those things for you.  He should be doing those things to the person he’s married to.”

“I’ve known him a long time Mark, we’re just friends, nothing more than that,” I said, getting pissed off with him.  “He’s been married for the last decade and has three beautiful kids.  Why would he jeopardize that life, trying to start something with me?”

“I don’t know, he may have a death wish or something,” he replied as I shook my head.

“You’re really pissing me off and you might not like the outcome if you keep this crap up,” I said, pointing my finger at him.

“What you trying to say baby?”  He asked, jumping up from the hammock.

“I’m simply saying that if you don’t stop with all this jealousy crap, I—I’ll divorce you.  I’m tired of all of this Mark.  Either you love and trust me or you don’t, it’s really that simple.  So, which is it?”  I asked, getting up as I walked over to him.

“You would actually divorce me?”  He asked as I could see the tears forming in his eyes.

“If I have to keep putting up with this crap, I’ll divorce you.  I love you Mark, but I won’t put up with the constant arguments about you suspecting me of sleeping with other men.  If you love me like you say you do, then you’ll stop this crap and show me that love, instead of wasting both of our time with those fucking accusations,” I told him, grabbing my clothes as I walked outside, not knowing that our guests were around.

“Well hello there big daddy,” I heard someone say as I turned around to see Marshall and Jamie standing there with their mouths gaping open.

“You might want to close your mouths, the flies might find a home in there,” I said as the two men realized they were staring.

“Baby, please don’t leave…” Mark said, realizing that we had guests too as he went red in the face, shoulders and his butt cheeks too.

“Well damn, look at that, he even blushes on his ass,” Chris Kilmartin said, walking up to Jamie and Marshall.

“I think your Irish pride is showing baby,” I said, laughing as he covered his crotch and then ran back into the pool house.  “We’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Florida Hospital – Kasai’s Hospital Room

“Hi there,” Aaron said, peeking his head into Kasai’s room.

“Hi,” Kasai replied, waving at Aaron as he came into the room.

“How are you feeling?  I told you I would come back to check on you,” Aaron said, smiling weakly.

“That you did.  What’s going on guy?”  Kasai asked, half-smiling.

“Nothing really.  I’m getting ready to head to your place.  It seems your dads are having a barbecue and I was invited,” Aaron informed him.

“Yeah, the famous barbecue.  Wish I wasn’t here,” Kasai said with a frown on his face.

“Why are you here, if you don’t mind me asking?”  Aaron asked.

“I got beat up by some guys and—and they hurt me pretty bad,” Kasai replied as he pressed the button on the bed to move the back up.

“Oh damn, I hope those creeps are in jail for doing that,” Aaron said as he looked down.

“From what I heard, one of them is and the cops can’t really find the others,” Kasai replied as he twisted around a bit in bed.

“I’m sorry,” Aaron stated as he looked down.

“Sorry for what?”  Kasai asked, looking over at Aaron, trying not to stare.

“I’m sorry that the cops haven’t caught the other creeps that hurt you,” Aaron stated as he weakly smiled again.

“Well it’s not your fault man,” Kasai said, keeping his eyes on Aaron, hoping the boy hadn’t noticed.

Aaron’s POV

Oh man, is this a dream or what?  I’m actually sitting here, in the room with Mr. Poole’s son and I can’t help but to stare at his beauty.  This guy’s a prime-time hottie.  I’ve been here for a while now and every now and then, I look up to see him watching me.  This guy is giving me a hard on and I don’t know if he’s gay or not.  I got to do something to find out if he is or not.  I just can’t take my eyes off of him.  Damn, just sitting here, watching him, talking him, I keep hearing that old song about not being able to take my eyes off someone, playing in my mind.  Whoever it was that sang that song, they knew what they were talking about.

“So, what do you like to do—do for fun?”  I asked, moving the chair closer to him as I could see him tensing up a bit.

“I—I like listening to music, playing computer games and stuff,” he replied, looking at me and then back down at the bed.  “How—how about you?”

“When I’m not on stage acting or performing a song like my brother, I get into about the same things.  So, who’s your favorite band or artist?”  I asked.

“Well I can’t choose just one, I have so many,” he replied.  “But I can stay that I do have a liking for the Rat Kids and Trashcan Man.”

“Cool, I’ve heard some of both bands’ music.  Isn’t Trashcan Man the band that guy arrested for running naked through the crowd at one of their concerts?”  I asked as he smiled and then giggled.

“Yeah, that’s them.  I like the lead singer of the band, he’s so hot,” he said and then blushed.  “I just love me some Ronnie Ray Days.”

“That name sounds so familiar,” I said, scratching the side of my head.  “Dang, he must be really hot, for you to be blushing like that.  Honestly, I can’t remember what the guy looks like, but I can say that I really like Nick Thawley of the Rat Kids, he’s a real hottie.”

“Not as much as Jess Lowe,” he said as I shook my head.

“No, Nick is the better.  I would…” I said, then caught myself, noticing how he watched me.

“Go on, what would you do?”  He asked.

“I would do very naughty things to him,” I replied, shaking my head.

“What kind of naughty things?”  He asked, looking at me strangely.

“Things that would probably put Ms. Skeeza of the Skeezas to shame,” I said, laughing as he laughed too.

“Okay, in the concept of their last video, would you be a naughty girl?”  He asked, sitting up in bed as he turned towards me as he pulled the sheet over his exposed legs as I caught a glimpse of the bruises there.

“For the right person,” I answered, smiling now that I knew that he caught on that I’m gay.

“Cool, I can be a naughty girl at times too, but I would rather be nice first,” he said as I got up, leaned in close to him and then kissed his lips gently.

To Be Continued…