Chapter 19 — What Doesn’t Kill You, Makes You Stronger
Jan 4, 2003 – Orlando, FL – The Poole-Walden Estates – JT and Mark’s Bedroom
“You are kidding, right Angie?” JT spoke, looking down at Angela as she shifted in his arms. “Why do I get the feeling that I’m not liking where this is heading?”
“If you shut up and let me finish telling you what happened, then you’ll know where things went,” Angela said as JT sighed.
Downtown – The Movie Cineplex
We practically ran out of the theater, stopping only when some fans recognized him, clamoring about to get autographs and to take pictures with him. I stood by impatiently as he signed their items and posed for pictures, smiling when he winked at me over the head of one of the little girls. When he was done, we walked hand-in-hand back to the car, kissing and giggling like teenagers on the way.
“My place or yours,” I asked as soon as we were on the road again, cuddling up to him as he drove.
“My hotel is closer, let’s go there,” he answered, kissing me quickly as he tried to keep his mind and eyes on the road. I slipped a hand under his shirt, teasing the taut skin on his chest and stomach as he squirmed a bit. “Angie baby, if you don’t want us having an accident, then you need to behave yourself.”
“Oh alright, you big baby,” I said with a pout, moving back into my seat, letting him drive in peace.
Looking out the window, Kevin reached over, touching the skin on my thighs as he rubbed slow circles over my skin, teasing me, as I had teased him. I shifted again, opening my legs a little further so that he could touch as much as he wanted. My mind, on sights out the window, I was shocked to hell when he slipped a finger under my panties, lightly teasing my lips, while never taking his eyes off the road.
This man shocked the hell out of me. He kept me on the edge, but never let me get too far ahead of him as he damn near caused an accident in his haste to get to his hotel. By the time we pulled into the hotel parking lot, I was soaking wet and ready to make love as soon as we hit the room. Kevin got out, tossing my car keys to the valet, but letting them know that the car was mine as we made our way inside to the elevators.
The doors to the elevator didn’t even close before we were all over each other again. Kevin pushed me back against the wall, squatting and then standing with me wrapped around him like a second skin. We tongued the hell out of each other; the whole while Kevin is freeing himself from his pants. I could feel him, hot and hard, ready to enter me, but with his history there’s no way in hell he’s getting inside my sugar walls without a raincoat.
“Kevin… Stop… Oh fuck… We… Ahhhh… Need… Condom,” I gasped as he brought me down against him again. I clung to him, drowning in warm sensuality as he sucked on my bottom lip.
He reluctantly let me down, catching me when my knees buckled as he attached himself to the side of my neck from behind. When the bell dinged for his floor, he didn’t even stop kissing me to walk to his room, he simply led me down to his room before opening the door and pushing me inside.
I swung back around, divesting myself of clothes as quickly as possible while still attached to him at the lips. He pulled away from me long enough for the both of us to pull our shirts over our heads, lips fusing again in liquid need as soon as the deed was done. I could feel the fear and uncertainty starting to creep up on me, but I brushed those thoughts away like gnats, intent on finding satisfaction with Kevin as soon as possible.
Kevin touched the side of my face, concern marring his features. “We don’t have to do this Angie. I can wait you know.”
“No, I want to do this,” I replied, not meeting his eyes as I lay down on the bed and reached for him. “Come to me now Kevin.”
He wasted no time joining me on the bed, kissing me with an almost savage passion as I rolled the condom onto him. He pushed me down; lips dueling with mine as he entered me in one savage thrust that made me see stars. He stopped, allowing me to adjust to his hard length before he started to move.
He started with slow shallow thrusts, teasing me with the promise of fulfillment, but refusing to speed up when I practically begged him to fuck me harder and faster. He captured my lips, sucking on my tongue in rhythm with his thrusting hips, driving me to the point of no return, before beginning his real assault on my senses.
“Oh fuck baby… So good,” Kevin whispered, panting as he looked deep into my eyes. He began to thrust faster, punctuating each thrust with a kiss. “So… Beautiful.”
“Please… Faster Kevin,” I begged, moving my hips in rhythm with his powerful thrusts. I whimpered when he slammed into me, pushing me closer to the edge. “Oh fuck… Like that!”
He didn’t respond verbally, he only pushed himself harder to satisfy me. I could feel my body tighten, a sure-fire sign that I was about to have a monstrous orgasm. No sooner did I think about it, the explosion began, working its way up from my toes.
“Kevin… I—I cominggggggg!” I screamed, as spasm after spasm shot through my body. I could feel Kevin shake as his orgasm slammed through him.
“Fuck… Jayce, so fucking good!” He yelled, his body jerking as he filled the condom. I laid there for all of a few seconds before the realization of what he said sank into my foggy brain.
“What in the hell did you just call me?” I asked, pushing him off of me as I sat up. “I can’t believe you just called me by his fucking name Kevin. What the fuck is your problem?”
“Angie wait… I—I’m sorry sweetheart. Please let me explain,” Kevin stammered, reaching for me. I turned quickly, slapping him so hard that I hurt my hand in the process.
“Keep your fucking hands off of me, you nasty son of a bitch! I knew trusting you was wrong! How could I let you convince me in to giving you another chance, when you told me that you were in a relationship with him? How could I be so fucking stupid! Screw you Kevin! If I ever see you again, it’ll be too fucking soon!” I screamed, grabbing my clothes, trying desperately not to break down in front of him.
I ran into the bathroom, swearing under my breath as I fought to get dressed. As soon as I was done, I opened the door and grabbed my purse, not stopping to let Kevin say a damn word.
“Angie please… Don’t walk away from us like this,” he said as I walked past him. I stopped in my tracks, tears slipping down my cheeks as I shook my head.
“Fuck you Kevin! There’s no more us! You made sure of that when you called me by his fucking name! How could you? What the fuck did I do to deserve that?” I asked, fighting for control of my raging emotions.
Kevin made his way cautiously over to me, touching my face gently as he took me into his arms when he saw that I wasn’t fighting him. I surrendered to the pain for a second, letting the hurt wash over me, before I remembered that this is the man who caused my pain. I struggled and slapped at his chest, fighting to get away from him.
“Let me go damn it! I hate you! You bastard! Get your fucking hands off of me!” I screamed, finally succeeding in breaking the hold he had on me.
“Angie—Angie, please don’t leave me. I do care about you,” he softly said as the tears flowed down his face.
“You should’ve thought about that before you fucked up again. Goodbye Kevin,” I shot back over my shoulder before I ran out the door. I needed to get home before I completely lost it and that was coming quickly. First that bitch Valgina, now this shit here. How much more can I take before I go completely fucking stark raving mad?
“Oh girl,” I said as she looked at me and then shook her head.
“I’ve been crying about this ever since I got back to the apartment,” she said, looking at me with a sullen look on her face.
“Oh Angie, I’m so sorry things didn’t turn out like you wanted them to,” I said, hugging her close.
“That’s just part of the problem,” she said, rubbing at her eyes.
“Don’t tell me he did more than that,” I said, letting her go.
“No, it wasn’t him then, but it’s just as bad. That damn Kendall is throwing me out of my apartment. He claims that I pose a threat to him, since I kicked Valgina’s ass,” she said, crying harder as I shook my head.
“What? How do you pose a threat to him? How does he know that you kicked her ass anyway?” I asked.
“They’re related, she’s his cousin,” she replied as she sniffled. “I have no idea why I didn’t put two and two together before. They both have the same last name and he told me that he knew me in high school. I should’ve figured it out then.”
“Ah, so you’re still here,” Mark spoke as he walked into the room, carrying a tray with plates of food on it. “I bought enough for all of us. Are you hungry Angie?”
“Yeah, I guess I am,” she replied, taking a plate of food from Mark. “This looks good Mark. What’s in the omelet?”
“Ham, cheese, tomatoes, onions and some peppers,” he replied, handing her a knife and fork.
“This smells and tastes good,” she replied, chewing her food.
“You could enjoy meals like this every day, if you moved in here with us,” I told her, knowing she probably didn’t want to move back in across the street with her mom.
“I can’t move in here with you guys. I would be invading your space. You two would never have any privacy if I moved in here,” she said, taking another bite of her omelet.
“Girl, you know you wouldn’t be in the way. I have like five rooms in this house free. You’re welcomed to have one on the other end of the hall,” I said, popping a piece of cantaloupe into my mouth. “If you want it, it’s all yours.”
“I don’t know JT,” she said, looking down.
“Girl, just take the room. It’s not like we don’t know you. It’ll all be good,” Mark said, kissing her on the cheek. “I wouldn’t have to go far to get help to get him to agree to things.”
“Ha ha ha baby. Like you and Angie can actually gang up on me to get what you want,” I said just as the phone rang. “Hello?”
“Is this JT?” I heard a voice ask that sounded a bit like Aaron Canton, but I wasn’t really sure because the person was crying.
“Yes, this is JT, who’s this?” I asked.
“I’m sorry to bother you, it’s Aaron Canton,” I heard him say. “Look, have you seen or heard from my brother Nick? He’s missing and I don’t know where he is.”
“I’m sorry no, I haven’t heard from him at all. He should be at the hospital,” I replied.
“No, he’s not there. I haven’t heard from him since he was released and I have no clue as to where he went. I’m scared that he’s tried running away from Mom again and he’s somewhere hurt,” Aaron frantically said.
“Calm down Aaron. Give me a half an hour and let me make some calls and I’ll see if I can have some answers for you,” I said, trying to calm down the boy.
“Thank you sir,” he said as the connection went dead.
“What’s going on baby?” Mark asked, watching me.
“Apparently Nick Canton is missing. Aaron hasn’t seen him since he was released from the hospital,” I said, sliding out of bed.
“Ewwww! You said he was decent,” I heard Angie say as I realized I was standing in front of her without any sleep pants on.
“Sorry girl, I forgot. At least he had a top on. I forgot he didn’t have bottoms on,” I heard Mark say as I turned to see him covering Angie’s eyes.
“Now I know why I don’t want to move in here. I might see something like this again,” Angie said, getting out of bed with her plate in hand. “I’m going downstairs to wait for you two.”
“I’m sorry Angie, I said I forgot,” Mark said as I walked into the bathroom with a towel around my waist.
Half Hour Later – Hyatt-Regency Hotel – Nick’s Hotel Room
“How do you feel baby?” Nick asked, leaning up on the sofa.
“I feel better, so much better baby,” Justin replied as Nick laid his head on his chest.
“I have something to say to you Justin,” Nick said, playing with Justin’s nipple.
“What is it Nicky? Go ahead and say what you need to say,” Justin sadly said.
“I—I want to be with you forever and ever Justin. I can careless if you’re in that wheelchair or not. I don’t care what my mother thinks; I don’t care what anyone else in the world thinks. The only person that matters to me is you and only you baby. I love you Justin Tanner and I hope to be Nick Tanner someday,” Nick declared as the tears streamed down his face.
“Is—is that what I think it is?” Justin asked as the tears ran down his face.
“If you think it’s a marriage proposal, then yes baby, that’s what it is,” Nick replied, leaning in and kissing Justin’s lips.
“I—I don’t know what to say baby,” Justin said, hugging Nick close to his body.
“Well I hope you say yes,” Nick said, looking Justin in the eyes.
“Yes baby, yes I want to marry you,” Justin said as the two of them kissed again.
Later that Day – Florida Hospital – JT’s Office
“Look, I really don’t want to be here, of all places, working. So, just go ahead and tell me what the deal is Candy. I’ll stop wasting your time, once I find out what I need to know,” I spoke into the phone.
“I’m sorry Mr. Poole, but I’m under strict orders from Mr. Tanner to keep that information private and confidential,” Candy, the nurse on duty on the prison floor stated as I shook my head.
“Excuse me; I really don’t want to have to go up there. I’m really having a bad day and I’m not in the mood for this crap. I asked you a direct question about the patient I’m supposed to be talking with right now and you’re giving me some line about Larry telling you not to tell me anything. I’m the head of psychiatry services and I won’t put up with this impudence,” I said, just as Larry Tanner walked into my office. “Oh, never mind Candy.”
“What seems to be the problem here Mr. Poole?” Larry asked, sitting down in front of my desk.
“You can start by telling me why I’m getting the run around with Brian Lang,” I said, slinging Brian’s patient folder at him. “I’ve been on the phone for a good hour, being bounced from person to person in this hospital, trying to get some information about this guy.”
“Had you asked me first, you would have known the deal Mr. Poole,” Larry sarcastically said with a smirk.
“Why in the hell do I need to ask you anything, before I talk with a patient that’s on my list?” I asked, standing up as he motioned with his hand for me to sit back down.
“To start, I demoted you,” he said with a cheeky smile on his face. “You’re no longer the head of psychiatry services around here, Valgina Williams is. Also, you don’t have the necessary clearance around here to get information on anybody that’s considered confidential.”
“You did what!” I snapped as he smiled again. “You can’t do that Larry! If you’re demoting me and putting Valgina in control of things, then I fucking quit!”
“Well you do what you have to do then JT, but my word stands as it is. Valgina Williams is the new department head around here,” he said, getting up from the chair as he waved with that damn evil smirk on his face as he walked out of the office.
“Fuck this shit, I’m outta here,” I said, grabbing my knapsack as I picked up my crutches.
Half Hour Later – The Emergency Room Lobby
“Hey JT, what’s going on? Where are you going?” Angela asked, walking over to JT.
“I quit this bitch,” JT replied, walking through the lobby.
“You did what? What are you talking about?” Angela asked, watching JT like a hawk.
“I quit,” JT replied, pushing the door open with his crutch. “Larry demoted me, so Val-hootchie is now the department head of psychiatry.”
“He did what? You can’t just quit. What about me, what about Steve? You can’t just leave us here, with that bitch,” Angela said as she shook her head.
“Oh yes I can. There’s no reason for me to stay here, being subjected to whatever madness that ho has in her twisted damn mind to inflict upon people. So, I’m saving a whole lot of time, trouble, future possible lawsuits and jail time,” JT stated as he walked into the parking garage.
“What will you do JT? What about money?” Angela asked as JT looked over at her and then rolled his eyes.
“I can get another damn job elsewhere if need be, if not, I really don’t need to and you know this girl. I have money and investments,” JT said, stepping into the elevator. “Is there anything else Angie?”
“I—I guess not,” Angela replied, looking down.
“Will you be stopping by for lunch?” JT asked.
“I guess so, probably Steve too, after he finds out that you’ve gone on and quit,” Angela said as her cell phone rang. “Hello?”
“I’ll look for you two later on then,” JT said as Angela shook her head, holding the door.
“I have nothing more to say to you Kevin. Lose my fucking number! Don’t ever call me again!” Angela snapped, pressing the ‘end’ button on the phone and then sliding it into her pocket.
“What was that all about?” JT asked.
“Just Kevin, he’s wanting to talk again,” Angela replied, sighing as she shook her head.
“Aren’t you going to talk to him girl?” JT asked, looking at her.
“Hell no, I’m not going to talk to him. I told you this morning about what he did,” Angela said as she turned away from JT, shaking her head.
“Yeah, you told me with your words what he did, but you also told me with your body language of how you felt about things. You have strong feelings for him. It was just something that happened in the heat of passion. You told me that he had a relationship with a man, maybe he was thinking about you, but said the wrong name,” JT stated as Angela rolled her eyes.
“Are you even listening to yourself on this one JT?” Angela asked, crossing her arms across her chest. “Don’t pull that psychiatry crap on me.”
“I know it sounds strange Angie, but give him a chance to explain his actions. Just see what he has to say, before you write him off,” JT said, opening the door to the SUV as he got in.
“I can’t do that J, I just can’t. we were making love and he—he called out another person’s name, a man’s name no less. How do you think I felt, when I heard him call out Jayce?” Angela asked, looking at JT as she leaned against the van door.
“I know that hurt you, but like I said, people say things in the heat of passion. Just hear what he has to say and make sure you listen objectively Angie,” JT said as he started the vehicle. “It’s Saturday, have a good day girl. I know I will as soon as I get home. I’ll be back later on to check up on Kai.”
“Alright you brat, I’ll see you at lunch,” Angela said, sighing as he walked back towards the elevator to head back inside the hospital.
Sometime Later – Larry Tanner’s Office
“Good afternoon Larry, I need to talk to you for a moment,” Larry heard someone say as he walked into his office, noticing someone sitting behind his desk, in his seat.
“Mr. Sylar, how are you doing this afternoon? What an honor to see you sir,” Larry said, shaking the man’s hand.
“I’m doing fine Larry,” the man replied as Larry sat down in the chair in front of his desk. “I came here to talk to you because I just heard the strangest thing.”
“You heard the strangest thing? What was it that you heard sir?” Larry asked, placing his hands on the desk as he looked at the man intently.
“To start, I just heard that JT Poole quit his job earlier. I was told he quit because you told him that he wasn’t the head of psychiatry services anymore. Why did I hear that Larry?” The man asked.
“Well sir, I—I was told—told that he was being demoted and that the new employee, Ms. WIliams would be the new department head,” Larry stated, stumbling over his words as the man watched him.
“You heard that from where? Where could you possibly heard that information from Larry?” The man asked as he watched Larry fumble with his hands.
“I—I heard it in the emergency board meeting this morning,” Larry replied.
“Are you sure you heard that Mr. Tanner?” The man asked, leaning on the desk, getting closer to Larry. “I was in that board meeting this morning and I have no recollection of hearing what you just told me. Which board member made that statement that you’re referring to?”
“Well sir, I—I don’t know which board member it was that made the statement,” Larry replied.
“Well I can honestly agree with you on that note. I don’t know who said that either. Mr. Tanner, answer me this. Why would the hospital promote a new employee to a position of authority over an employee that’s been with us longer than the new employee has been in the field of study?” The man asked, looking at Larry with mean look on his face.
“I don’t know the answer to that one sir. I was just going by what I heard sir,” Larry replied as he looked down.
“Again, I don’t know what you heard, but what you’ve done here today constitutes your termination from this company Larry,” the man stated as Larry’s eyes widened.
“What? What are you talking about Mr. Sylar?” Larry asked, the tone of his voice rising a bit.
“When I heard that Mr. Poole had quit, I talked with some other employees around here today and they all informed me that you’ve had it in for Mr. Poole for a while now. After reading some of Mr. Poole’s reports about things you’ve done and then reading reports from other staff members here, it seems everything you’ve done here today; you did because of Mr. Poole’s sexual orientation. All this information leads me to believe that you only told him he was demoted, just to get under his skin to make him quit. As of this moment Larry, you’ll tender your resignation to the board and I will assure you that you’ll leave with severance pay. If you fight me about this matter, you’ll lose and leave with nothing,” the man stated as Larry stood up, shaking his head.
“Mr. Sylar please,” Larry said as the man shook his head.
“I want you out of this hospital by the end of business today,” the man declared as he got up from the chair and then extended his hand to shake Larry’s, but Larry refused as he shrugged his shoulders and then walked towards the door. “Be out of here by the end of business today or I will have security escort you out. What you’ve done here today won’t be tolerated in this workplace.”
“I don’t fucking believe this. I’ve been fired all because of a faggot. He’ll pay for this,” Larry said to himself, walking around the office, gathering his things.
To Be Continued…