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
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
“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
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.
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…