The Nature of Things

Chapter 16

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Brian left Molly with Cynthia, who promised to stay with her through group and bring her home in one piece. Watching them drive away he decided to do a little shopping for someone who definitely deserved a special treat.

An hour later he picked up take out from the diner and filled Debbie in on everything except the pregnancy. Heading home he thought about Molly's situation and wondered how the hell he was going to help her through this.

His mind wandered to Justin as he drove past the loft on his way to the new house. He'd tried Justin several times and left multiple messages and hadn't heard back from him yet. He was worried about him, and wished he could help him in some way.

Finally pulling up in front of the house he was surprised to find Justin's car in the driveway. Trying to squash his excitement he pulled the packages from the car and hurried up the walk. Dropping dinner on the table he went in search of Jennifer and Justin.

He found them in the guest house, talking about Molly. Not wanting to interrupt, he left without being seen and went back to the main house. He waited several minutes before calling Jen on the intercom to let her know that dinner was on the table and that Molly had called to say she'd be home in an hour.

Jennifer and Justin joined Brian in the kitchen. After dinner on paper plates, Brian went in search of the special package he'd bought earlier. Finding it, he searched out the one being that deserved to be pampered.

Brian found Zoey on his bed. She looked almost sad and he laughed, knowing that she missed her Prada shoes. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, softly stroking her fur when Justin knocked. Looking up, he smiled at his former lover and turned back to Zoey.

"So this is the person sharing your bed these days?"

"Well, she's a little mad at me right now. I took her Prada shoes away from her."

"A cat has Prada shoes?"

"Well they're actually my Prada shoes, but she's sorta claimed them. She sleeps on them or in them, most nights. I even had to send them with her to your mom's when Molly refused to bring her back to the loft."

"I never in a million years thought I'd see you with a cat. I guess a lot of things have changed with you."

"I guess so."

"I wanted to say thank you for helping Molly and my mom out. Molly really trusts you."

"She's a good kid."

"And you're a good man, Brian."

"Shhh, not so loud, I wouldn't want to ruin my reputation as a cold hearted son of a bitch."

"Your secret is safe with me."

"It always has been. Now hand me that bag over there, I owe Zoey something."

Justin handed Brian the dark bag and stared in amazement when Brian pulled out a Prada shoe box. Opening it, he placed the leather shoes on the floor next to his side of the bed and gently scooped Zoey up and placed her next to them.

She immediatly meowed, looked up at Brian, then jumped into the shoe and curled up. If he hadn't known better, Justin could've almost sworn the cat looked up at Brian with love and devotion in her eyes.

"You bought a cat a $1000 pair of shoes?"

"I can't think of anyone who deserves them more. Now if you'll excuse me I have to cook a salmon for the cat."

"You're going to cook? And for a cat? Who the fuck are you and what have you done with Brian?"

"She's not just a cat Justin. She saved Molly's life and damnit I'm going to repay her for that."

"Lucky fucking cat."

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Casey sat in solitary confinement planning how the hell he was going to get out of this bogus rape charge. It was the bitch's word against his and he planned to destroy the little cunt in court.

He couldn't count on Craig to help him. So he just had to find a way to destroy the whole fucking family. He paced the small cell and tried his damnedest to remember anything at all that Justin had said about his sister.

He needed help to find out if she was a whore like her brother. When he'd fucked her that night, she'd been nice and tight. It couldn't be possible that she was a virgin. Hell the whole family was nothing but a bunch of fucking sluts. He'd watched the mother fucking some guy earlier the night he fucked the sweet little girl.

She'd been ripe for the picking, walking alone, with that little seductive walk. She'd been asking for it for days. He'd see her at school and she'd smile at him. He had run into her at the McDonald's and she brushed against him so that he could feel her nice firm tits. She was a hot little piece of ass, just begging him to fuck her.

Then the bitch cried rape after she'd told him how much she wanted him that night. Hell she'd even sucked him off. He'd come three times before he let her go home to her mommy. He knew she'd be back for more. The bitch liked it rough and he planned to give her exactly what she liked the second he got out of that damn cell.

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Molly came home and went straight to bed. Brian and Jennifer sat up for a few hours talking after Justin left. He knew that she wanted to know what the doctor had said in detail but he respected Molly's privacy and told Jen that she'd have to wait until Molly was ready to talk about it.

After Jennifer went to bed, Brian went upstairs to his room and was just sliding under the sheets when his cell rang.

"Brian?"

"I'm here Sunshine."

Several minutes of silence spanned an eternity before he spoke again. "I....ummmm...is it possible we could meet somewhere tomorrow to talk?"

"Sure. Name the place and I'll be there."

"How about I meet you at the house around ten."

"Sounds good, but your mom and Molly will be gone by then."

"I was hoping for that."

"See you then Sunshine." Brian closed the phone without waiting for a response.

"I love you, Brian." Justin said to the dead air. "God, I want to come home. I miss you so much."

Brian slept better that night than he had in weeks. He could almost feel the smoothness of Justin's skin as he reached out for him in his sleep.

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