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Chapter 12 — Has JT’s World Gone Mad?
Jun 19, 2004 – Atlanta, GA – The Home of Brian Lake – Brian’s Private Den
“Hey man, what’s going on?” Malcolm, a friend of Brian’s asked as he walked into the room to see Brian sitting on the couch in the room. “When you spoke on the phone, you—you didn’t sound right. Is there something wrong?”
“Yeah, there’s a lot wrong,” Brian replied, looking up at the man from where he sat. “I feel like my life’s about to fall apart.”
“Say what man? What’s got you feeling this way?” The man asked as he walked over and took a seat next to Brian. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“I—I don’t know if I should,” Brian replied as he sniffled and then shook his head.
“You’ve been crying… There’s really something wrong here,” the man said as he looked Brian in the face. “Is there something wrong with the baby? Is Betts okay?”
“They’re fine, but I’m the one that’s not,” Brian replied as he stood up quickly and then walked to the other side of the room. “I don’t know if I can do this.”
“You don’t know if you can do what?” The man asked, getting up and walking over to where Brian was. “What’s going on here Brian? What happened to get you like this?”
“Someone came to see me and—and that brought up thoughts of the past,” Brian replied as the man just looked at him strangely.
“Who came to see you? What kind of thoughts?” The man asked.
“Someone that’s connected to someone I used to be close to,” Brian replied as he sniffled. “That person saw me yesterday and that—that stirred feelings within me and I can’t stop thinking about things from the past. I love Betts, but I—I love that other person too.”
“Oh man,” the man said as he placed a hand on Brian’s back. “Who is this other person?”
“I—I can’t tell you that,” Brian replied as he moved away from the man. “If I told you that, my life would forever be ruined, all because I was weak—too weak to fight for the right way.”
“Okay man, now you’re confusing me,” the man said as he stood there, watching Brian like a hawk. “The way you’re talking, you’re sounding as if you cheated… oh man, did you cheat on Betts?”
“No, I didn’t cheat on her. What happened, it happened way before she ever came into the picture,” Brian stated as he shook his head and then turned around. “If anything, I cheated on the other person with her… I—I just don’t know how to fight these feelings. I don’t know if I can make it.”
“Man, don’t talk like that,” the man said as Brian shook his head and then sighed. “If you talk about it, maybe I can help you out.”
“I—I don’t know,” Brian replied as he sniffled again.
“What’s it going to hurt? Just start from the beginning,” the man said as Brian sighed and then walked back over to the sofa and then sat down.
“It—It was just a short fling during the time when the guys and I were on tour with another band, a very long time ago,” Brian stated as he looked down. “I—I had admired this person from afar and when I got the chance to say something, I took the opportunity to do so. We hung out a bit and got to know one another, but I broke things off because—because I was scared of what might happen.”
“Why do I get the feeling that this is something big?” The man asked as Brian looked over at him.
“It is big,” Brian responded as he sniffled again. “With the way I feel right now, I feel like running away and being alone.”
“It can’t be that bad, can it?” The man asked as Brian nodded his head.
“It is bad! It’s bad enough to cause the end of my marriage and my career!” Brian snapped as the man just looked at him.
“Wait a minute, what are you trying to say here Brian?” The man asked.
“Malcolm, I slept with a guy,” Brian stated as the man’s mouth dropped open with an audible pop. “Yes Malcolm, I had a moment of weakness and I slept with a man. My flesh laid with the flesh of the same type.”
“Ah… Okay,” the man responded as he rubbed at his head. “Who’s this—this man? Was it the person that came to meet with you?”
“No, it wasn’t the person that came to see me, but he’s connected to that person,” Brian stated as he shook his head and hopped up from the sofa. “I don’t know what I’m even doing anymore!”
“Brian,” the man said as Brian shook his head and then turned and walked out of the room. “Brian, come back here!”
“No Malcolm, I think it’s best if you go home,” Brian stated as he walked down the hall.
“Brian, I’m here for you, we can talk about this,” the man stated as Brian shook his head and waved a hand dismissively.
“No, we can’t talk about this,” Brian said with a sigh. “I’ve said too much already.”
“It’s okay Brian, this doesn’t change things between us,” the man said as Brian stopped walking, turned around quickly and looked at the man strangely.
“What do you mean it doesn’t change things between us?” Brian asked.
“I know what you’re going through, I…” the man said as Brian shook his head and then looked down.
“I knew there was something different about you,” Brian said as he started walking towards the door. “I think it’s best if you leave here.”
“But—but why Brian?” The man asked.
“Because I don’t need support right now, I need help changing these feelings. I don’t want to be that way… I can’t be that way. I have a wife and a child on the way. That’s not right and I’m not going to allow those feelings to rule my heart, mind or soul.”
“How do you plan on stopping those feelings?” The man asked as Brian frowned.
“You don’t worry about that,” Brian stated as he stopped at the door as he opened it and then waited for the man to walk out. “You just need to forget that we talked about this.”
“Brian please, I can help you here,” the man stated as Brian shook his head and then motioned with his head at the door. “Fine, I’ll leave, but if you change your mind, call me. I’ll be around to talk if you need to.
“Not needed,” Brian stated as the man sighed and then walked out of the house as Brian closed the door behind him.
“It was just a short fling… I—I thought it would turn into something more, but—but it didn’t,” Brian spoke as the tears ran down his face. “I—I was just an itch to him. Once he scratched that itch, I was gone. He played me and moved on to the next fool. I guess after all these years, he got the fool that he wanted.”
Downtown Jacksonville, FL – The Jacksonville Landing – The Food Court
“Damn it, if I’d known we’d get bombarded by fans like this, I would’ve suggested that we bring security with us,” JT stated as he carried Caleb in his arms as he did his best to push through the throng of people in the area, clamoring about to get an autograph.
“Daddy, I’m scared!” Caleb screamed as he cried in JT’s arms. “Daddy, don’t let them get me!”
“You’re okay Caleb, they’re not going to get you,” JT stated as he looked around, trying to find where Justin was.
“Daddy daddy!” Caleb screamed as the young woman in front of him and JT pulled at his clothing.
“Get away from us! Stop this!” JT screamed as some police officers rushed into the area with riot gear on, doing their best to push through the crowd of people.
= This is the Jacksonville Police Department! Please stop what you’re doing and disperse! =
“I don’t think that’s going to work!” JT snapped as he felt arms around his as he looked over to see Justin and another man, pulling him and Caleb away from the crowd.
“Baby, are you okay?” Justin asked, rubbing Caleb’s back as he cried, trying to calm the little boy down. “You’re okay buddy, you’re safe now.”
“Justin,” Caleb spoke as he opened his eyes and then looked up to see Justin, JT and another man. “Those people were trying to get me… They tried to get me! They were trying to take my clothes off!”
“But you’re okay now son,” JT stated as he rubbed Caleb’s back too.
“Okay Daddy,” Caleb replied as he looked around. “I—I want to go home now.”
“That’s where we’re headed son,” JT stated as he looked around and then at Justin as he shook his head.
Atlanta, GA – The Home of Nikki Knotts – The Family Room
I’m so happy that things between Josh and I are finally working out, the way they should’ve worked out a few years ago. I hope this time around, we don’t have to face the issues with his family, that we, mainly I had to deal with a long time ago. I know that things are different now and that I don’t have anything to worry about, but it’s hard to shake old feelings of the past. It’s not that easy to forget about the heartache and pain that his family, mainly his mom, brother and sister caused, but I’m trying my best to not allow it to hinder Josh’s relationship with his daughter.
Now that Josh is a part of Summer’s life, I don’t know what either of us would do if the past comes back to haunt us, mainly me. I don’t think I would have to worry much about that though, I think he understands just how much this chance means to all of us. I’m sure he knows by now that if I feel the need to, Summer and I can and would disappear if the situation warrants it.
Shoot, the way Momma been eyeing him, I’m sure he already knows that if Gladys feels something is going on, she’ll circle the wagons and all of the Knotts clan would come to the rescue. Look at them, they’re so good together. My man and my mini-me. If I don’t do something quick, Josh is going to spoil her rotten.
“… and the princess and her loving prince lived happily ever after in the kingdom of Foreverland, where the father and mother of the princess was close by to keep a watchful eye on her, the end,” Josh finished as he looked up at me and then smiled.
“Is she finally asleep?” I asked as he nodded his head and then got up from the bed.
“Yes, my little princess is sleeping like Sleeping Beauty,” he said with a smile as he walked over to where I stood at the door and then leaned in and kissed my lips. “How is my queen doing? Are you feeling better?”
“Yes, I feel better now,” I replied as we kissed and then eased out of the room.
I must admit that since Josh has been around, getting Summer to sleep has been a little bit easier. Then again, it could be that he spends more time, playing with her, tiring her out, something that neither Momma nor I was capable of doing. Him being around is a blessing in disguise in that department.
Jun 20, 2004 – Albany, NY – The Home of James Poole – James’ Bedroom
“Good morning sir,” David spoke as he walked into the room, placing a tray of food next to the bed. “Here’s your paper and I’ll bring the mail in, in a few minutes sir.”
“I need you to make some travel arrangements for the two of us boy,” James stated as David walked over to the windows in the room, opening the curtains, letting the light into the room.
“Where are we traveling to sir?” David asked, turning around.
“We need to venture back to Jacksonville,” James stated as he took a sip of the coffee. “Also, make some hotel arrangements.”
“Yes sir,” David stated as he turned around. “Is there a particular place you would like me to book the hotel sir?”
“Somewhere close to my boys,” James replied as he took a bite of the toast and then picked up the remote and then turned on the television. “I want you to get on top of that as soon as possible.”
“Yes sir,” David responded as he nodded his head and then left the room as James continued eating the meal as he watched the morning news.
Early Morning – Atlanta, GA – The Home of Brian Lake – The Master Bedroom
“No, I—I wasn’t—it wasn’t like that… I didn’t mean to… Please… Give me… Another… Chance,” Brian spoke, tossing and turning in his spot of the bed, that he shared with his wife Elizabeth. “Please… I—I’m sorry… I really mean it… I really mean it JT… I’m sorry.”
“Brian, Brian… Honey, wake up,” Elizabeth gently spoke, trying to wake Brian up from his very apologetic dream that caused him much turmoil in his sleep. “Come on honey, snap out of it!”
“Hah… What… What’s going on Betts?” Brian asked as he opened his eyes and then turned to face her as she folded her arms across her chest, starring at him. “Betts, is there something wrong?”
“You tell me,” she replied with a frown. “Whose JT and why do you need to apologize?”
“JT? JT who?” Brian asked as Betts raised an eye at him.
“The JT that made you say, I didn’t mean to. Please give me another chance,” she said as she threw the covers back on the bed and then slid out. “Who is he Brian?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Brian said as he shook his head.
“Apparently your mind and your heart does since you’ve kept me up for the last few nights with the same crap!” Elizabeth snapped as she pointed her finger at Brian. “Is this some guy you’ve screwed around with in the past or what?”
“I haven’t done anything,” Brian replied as he hopped up from the bed.
“Oh, I get it now,” Elizabeth said as she shook her head. “You tried something and the person shot you down. That’s why you’ve been begging for a damn chance! I hate you Brian! I hate you!”
“Betts, come on, it’s not what you think,” Brian said as he walked over to where she stood in the room as she turned her back to him. “It’s not what you think at all.”
“If it’s not what I think, then what in the hell is it Brian? Why are you begging a man for another damn chance? If you’re not trying to get him to fuck you, then what in the hell are you begging him for?” Elizabeth asked as the tears streamed down her face. “You promised—you promised me that you wouldn’t cheat on me again. After I caught you with Nick, you said you were done with men.”
“I didn’t do anything baby,” Brian pleaded as he shook his head.
“You did something,” Elizabeth said as she gasped, crying more as she wiped at her eyes. “Who is this guy?”
“JT Poole,” Brian replied as Elizabeth lifted her head and then looked at him strangely. “The singer that married Justin Tanner.”
“Oh God,” Elizabeth said as she shook her head. “He’s a married man and you’re trying to break up their marriage.”
“No, I am not,” Brian replied as he shook his head. “It’s not what you think at all. I hurt his feelings when I didn’t mean to.”
“Beg your pardon,” Elizabeth said as she looked at Brian, her hand shaking, ready to slap him.
“We were going to collaborate on a song together, but the song he wanted to sing with me, I—I didn’t think it was appropriate and I said some things to hurt his feelings and that has been plaguing me for the last couple of days. I think the guy is a great singer and all, but I wasn’t about to put my career in jeopardy, the way his is right now,” Brian explained as Elizabeth looked at him and then shook her head again.
“Did you think the song would’ve tuned you gayer, than you already are Brian?” She asked as Brian looked at her and then sighed as he turned and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. “Brian!”
“I’m done talking to you right now Betts,” Brian’s voice could be heard, along with the sound of flowing water.
“Fine, this isn’t over with,” Elizabeth said as she walked out of the room.
Bolivar, TN – Bolivar General Hospital – The Emergency Waiting Room
“Ms. Greylek,” a nurse spoke as she stepped over to Laci Greylek, whom held a sleeping child in her arms. “We have a room available now. If you’ll just follow me, the doctor will be in shortly.”
“Finally,” Laci replied as she got up and then followed the nurse, going down a corridor and heading into an examination room. “What’s taking so long today?”
“There are other patrons here Ms. Greylek,” the nurse responded as she side-eyed Laci and then opened the medical chart. “What seems to be the problem with little PJ today?”
“If I knew that, I wouldn’t be here,” Laci replied as she rolled her eyes at the nurse and then shook her head.
“Can you tell me why you brought him here today?” The nurse asked.
“He doesn’t look right,” Laci replied as she looked at the nurse. “When I woke up this morning, he looked—looked blue and he didn’t want to eat anything when I tried to feed him. I felt his head and he was hot, so I brought him here.”
“Let me take a look,” the nurse said as she moved closer to Laci and the baby.
“No, you’re not the doctor,” Laci stated as she moved the baby away from the nurse. “I would rather the doctor tell me what’s wrong with my baby, not some low-life nurse that didn’t go to medical school.”
“Okay then,” the nurse spoke as she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her as she placed the medical chart in the holder on the door.
“Nerve of that damn woman, thinking that I was going to let her touch my baby,” Laci spoke as she cradled the baby to her chest. “Please be okay my little baby.”
Somewhere in Alaska – A Lone Cabin in the Wilderness
“Kyle, what are you doing here?” A tall white man asked as Kyle Chambers walked into the cabin and then threw his things down to the floor. “I thought you were supposed to be in New York with that lover of yours.”
“I don’t have a lover anymore,” Kyle replied as he shook his head.
“What? Why don’t you have a lover anymore, what did you do?” The man asked as he walked closer to Kyle. “Did you do something to hurt the guy?”
“Shut up!” Kyle screamed as the man shook his head.
“What did you do Kyle?” The man asked as he walked around a sofa in the room and then stepped closer to Kyle. “Did you go off the deep end and beat hell out of the guy?”
“No! I didn’t do nothing! Nothing damn it!” Kyle screamed as the man shook his head.
“Why don’t I believe you?” The man asked as he stepped closer to Kyle, smoothing his hair back on his head as he leaned in and kissed Kyle’s lips. “I’ve known you all of your life and I know when you’re lying to me. You can’t just stand here and tell a bold face lie to me. I know you did something, so what was it?”
“I—I accidentally pushed him… I accidentally pushed him over a balcony railing,” Kyle replied as he looked down. “He—he was cheating on me with his ex and when I confronted him about it, he lied—lied about loving me and so I—I pushed him!”
“There there, see now, that wasn’t so hard to do, was it?” The man asked as he leaned in and kissed Kyle’s lips again. “Tell Daddy about everything and I mean everything.”
“Okay,” Kyle replied as he and the man sat down on the sofa. “He—he told me that he had to take care of something with his sister and then I found him in Canada with his ex… He lied to me! He told me that he loved me and then he did that to me! So—so I pushed his ass off the balcony so he’ll never do that to me or anyone else, ever again!”
“Is he dead?” The man asked.
“No, he’s not dead, but he’s close to it,” Kyle replied with a frown. “I’m sure he won’t do it again.”
“This is why you should stay here with Daddy,” the man said as he pulled Kyle close to him, rubbing at his shoulders as he kissed his cheek.
“I—I can’t stay here forever. What—what am I going to do?” Kyle asked as the man continued rubbing at his shoulders. “He’s not dead. Pretty soon he’s going to tell someone about what I did and then the police will be looking for me.”
“You let me worry about that. Don’t you worry your pretty little head about mundane things such as that,” the man said as he kissed Kyle’s lips again. “Daddy will take care of everything.”
“Okay,” Kyle replied as he lay his head on the man’s shoulder as the man unbuttoned his shirt.
Albany, NY – The Airport – A VIP Waiting Area
After getting the breakfast dishes washed and put away, I had to endure an hour of rough usage. Normally he isn’t so rough and forceful with me, but today was totally different, totally unlike him at all. Is there something wrong? He must have something on his mind, because he generally doesn’t take long to climax and it took almost an hour.
After getting things cleaned up, I was finally able to get our bags packed and ready to go. Normally it wouldn’t take me long to pack our bags, but each item of clothing I had packed for Sir, he didn’t agree with, so I had to go through the closet and find different matching sets to his liking and then repack everything. After getting things to his liking, we headed to the airport, only to be stopped by the police. Apparently, he fits the description of someone that was involved in a breaking and entering a few days ago. After providing proof to the police of where we had been, the police left him alone and we were able to go on about our business. Had it not been for my record keeping and organization skills, he probably would be somewhere, in a cell, pleading his innocents while the fuckers ignored him.
With all that keeps happening around us, I’m starting to wonder, if the beings upstairs are testing us to see how much we can deal with. Between the stuff going on with his ex-wife and kids and the crap he found out about my brother, I think someone has it out for the both of us. I want this stuff to stop and quick. I don’t like seeing the Sir upset and sad all the time. Each time he talks about his sons, I feel like—like his heart is breaking, falling to pieces and there’s nothing I can really do to fix that for him. With all that I do for him, I can’t take away the pain that he experiences because of the loss of his children from his life.
Being pulled out of my thoughts, I felt his hand on my leg as I turned to look at him as he motioned with his head at the monitor on the wall. Apparently, something happened at a local shopping mall in Jacksonville with his son and grandson. I wonder what kind of madness this is going to cause for him. It seems that each time he learns that something bad happened to one of his kids, he tends to take that madness out on me and others around him.
“Those people could’ve trampled my grandson,” Sir said as he sighed and then shook his head as the TV showed images of his son and grandson being helped and escorted from the mall with help from the police riot squad. “The nerve of those people, chasing my son and grandson through a damn mall.”
Yeah, he’s pissed off now. I wonder how long this episode is going to last?
= Flight 129 to Jacksonville, FL is now boarding. =
“That’s us Sir,” I said, holding out my hand to help him up as he looked up at me and then stood up as I grabbed his carry-on bag so we could go board the plane.
Toronto, Ontario, Canada – Saint Michael’s Hospital – Ken’s Hospital Room
“Good morning Mr. Hampton, how are you feeling?” A medium height white man asked as he walked into the room. “It looks like you’re healing up rather nicely. So how do you feel?”
“I feel alright. When do I get to go home?” Ken asked as he looked at the man.
“Being that there isn’t any actual physical damage to your spine, you can go home when you want sir. The trauma caused to the spinal nerve seems to be healing, being that you are able to wiggle your toes and move your legs without a problem.”
“Good, I’m ready to go home now,” Ken stated as he sat up in the bed as the man moved quickly to stop him.
“Well there is a process to this,” the man said as Ken looked at him strangely.
“What kind of process?” Ken asked, looking at the man like he was crazy.
“In order for you to leave here, I have to first sign off on whether or not I think you can be released,” the man stated as Ken crossed his arms across his chest and then lay back on the pillow.
“Why wouldn’t you release me doc, what’s the catch?” Ken asked.
“I’ll sign your release papers when you tell the police of how you ended up here and what was the cause,” the man said as Ken rolled his eyes.
“There’s nothing to tell here,” Ken stated as he looked down. “I told the police already that I fell, that’s all that happened.”
“Well the police don’t believe that and neither does anyone here,” the man said as he looked at Ken. “Did that black man that was arrested, did he push you over the balcony?”
“No, he didn’t push me,” Ken answered as he shook his head. “You people are violating my rights here. I want to go home and it seems you guys won’t let me. Do I need to call a lawyer to get out of here?”
“No Mr. Hampton, you don’t have to do such a thing,” the man said as he signed a page in the chart and then walked to the door. “You have a good day Mr. Hampton. I hope you continue healing and I hope you seek help for whatever that caused you to end up here in our care. Goodbye.”
“Goodbye,” Ken said as he moved from the bed slowly and then walked over to the closet to get the things that JT had left for him.
To Be Continued…