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If you don't want to read about male/male gay sexual relationships, go away. You shouldn't waste your time with this story.
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I don't know any of the members of 'N Sync, or any other celebrities that may be mentioned in this story. This story in no way is meant to imply anything about 'N Sync, and any other celebrities sexualities, personalities, or anything else. This is a work of pure fiction.
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====================================== Justin and Chris -- Chapter 14 by JT Poole
// Wes's Room //
"Who's there?" Wes asked, walking over to the door as he hung up his cell phone.
"Special delivery for Mr. Danson." The voice stated.
"A special delivery?" Wes asked, opening the door to see a strange looking guy standing in the doorway.
"Yes sir. This was dropped off at the front desk to be delivered to you." The guy stated.
"What is it?" Wes asked, reaching for the package.
"This!" The guy screamed pulling out a gun and firing it at Wes, hitting him at close range in his chest.
"That's what you get for taking my fucking job! You fucking faggot!" The guy screamed.
"What the hell is going on here?" Chris asked, running into the room to see what was going on. "Fuck! Daniel!"
"You!" The guy turned around, to be revealed as N Sync's old Tour Manager Daniel.
"Help!" Chris screamed running down the hall. "Where the fuck is
security?"
"What's going on?" Lance asked, opening his door and pulling Chris into his room. "What was that noise?"
"Call for help, call for help quick. Daniel has shot Wes, Daniel shot him in the chest and he's not moving. We got to help him. Daniel is out there with a gun." Chris stated, almost hyperventilating.
"Oh my god, oh my god. What are we going to do?" Lance asked as there was another gunshot. "Oh god, oh god."
// Joey and JC's Room //
"What the hell is that noise?" Joey asked.
"I don't know, it sounds like a gunshot." Justin spoke up.
"A gunshot? Here in the hotel?" JC asked. "I don't think so, maybe someone has their television up too loud."
"That clearly sounded like a real gunshot." Joey stated, as they all heard another shot and a scream. "Shit! That sounds like Lance."
// Lance's Room //
"I said move the fuck out of the way!" Daniel screamed. "If I can't have you no one can."
"Fine I will go with you, just don't hurt anyone else." Lance stated.
"Lance don't go with him, in his current state, he might hurt you." Chris stated.
"Shut up faggot!" Daniel screamed, waving the gun in Chris' direction.
"Okay okay." Chris stated, moving up against the wall.
"Come on Lance lets go." Daniel stated, pushing Lance towards the door.
"What the hell is going on in here?" Joey asked, running into the room, bumping into Lance and Daniel, causing the two men to fall to the floor.
"Grab the gun, don't let him get the gun back!" Chris screamed, this time as JC, Justin and two security guys showed up.
"What seems to be the problem here?" One of the security guys asked.
"He shot Wes and he's trying to take Lance." Chris stated, trying to calm himself down.
"Security one to Security three. We need to get paramedics up here quickly. We have some wounded guys up here." The security officer stated.
"Who else did he shoot?" Joey asked, sitting on top of Daniel's body.
"You can get off of him now." The second security officer spoke.
"He shot Mr. Danson and a guy we don't have the identity of as of yet." The first security guy spoke.
"What is your problem creep?" Joey asked, kicking Daniel as he was getting up.
"Owww. Let me at him, I don't have to put up with this shit, I will kill you too!" Daniel screamed.
"Oh my god, I had no idea he was that whacked out." Justin stated, walking over to Chris. "Are you alright baby?"
"Yeah I am cool." Chris stated, hugging Justin as tears run down his face. "I thought he was going to kill us and I would never get to see you again."
"It's okay baby, they got him. Shhhh it's going to be okay." Justin whispered, holding Chris in his arms.
"Oh my god!" Lance screamed out. "Randy! Randy are you okay?"
"Oh no." Joey stated, grabbing on to Lance's arm as the paramedics rolled by with Randy on a stretcher.
"Randy, Randy! Is he okay, is he dead?" Lance asked, as he tried to get to Randy's body. "Let me fuckin go Joe! Is he okay, I got to get to him!"
"Stop Scoop, let them do what they can to get him to where they are taking him." Joey stated.
"No! I am going with them!" Lance stated, pulling away from Joey and running behind the paramedics.
"Okay what's going on here?" Johnny asked, walking into the room to see the scene.
"Sir Mr. Danson has been escorted to the hospital, right now, the paramedics don't know if he's going to make it or not." The security officer spoke.
"Daniel why did you do this?" Johnny asked.
"You replaced me with him." Daniel spoke. "I wasn't going to let him take the only job I was happy with."
"Well that's your own doing. You should have acted more professional than you did." Johnny spoke. "If you would have keep things on a professional level you would have never been fired."
"Oh shut the fuck up!" Daniel screamed. "I shouldn't have been fired! You all jumped on my case because of that fuckin twink!"
"You were fired for making advances toward Lance when he told you no." Joey stated. "Then you proceeded to continue after we confronted you about it all."
"No one was talking to you fat ass!" Daniel screamed.
"That's it!" Justin shouted. "First you bother Lance, then me and Chris now this. It won't go on any further."
"Oh?" Daniel spoke. "What can you do?"
"Why I oughta kick my foot up in your ass!" Justin stated, struggling to get away from Chris holding him back. "Let me go Chris, I am going to tear him limb from limb."
"Baby stop." Chris stated. "Let the police handle him."
"I want to hurt him now." Justin stated as a phone rung in the room interrupting everything.
"Hello?" Johnny spoke into his cell phone.
After a few minutes of Johnny listening to whomever it was he was speaking with, he hung up the phone and turned to the security officer.
"Officer take him downstairs and wait for the authorities to pick him up." Johnny stated. "Did any of you know that one of the bullets hit Lance?"
"What?" Justin asked.
"There was a bullet lodged in one of his spinal disc." Johnny spoke.
"How?" Joey asked.
"I don't know." Johnny spoke. "As he jumped into the ambulance with his friend, the paramedic noticed blood on the back of his shirt and when they got him to the hospital, they x-rayed his back and found the bullet."
"I'm gonna..." Justin stated.
"Baby stop. Let the police handle him." Chris stated.
"Is Lance in the hospital?" Justin asked.
"Yes he is." Johnny spoke. "The doctor's called to get authorization to perform surgery to remove the bullet from his back. Diane is flying in tomorrow, so we are going to postpone the concert and stay here for a few weeks."
"Stay here, why can't we just go back home?" Justin stated.
"Well the doctor's don't want him doing any more movement until they have removed the bullet from his back, they are afraid that it could cause permanent damage to him." Johnny spoke.
"Oh no, Lance." Joey spoke. "How about Randy, did you hear anything about him?"
"He and Wes both are in critical condition." Johnny stated.
"Someone needs to kill Daniel for all that he's done." Justin stated.
"Baby stop talking like that." Chris stated.
"I'm sorry, but it's the truth." Justin stated.
"Well you guys just hang tight around here and I will get in touch with everyone that I need to and then we will have a small meeting and go to the hospital." Johnny spoke.
"Sounds like a good idea." JC stated.
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