Hey people. Here is part 9. I'm really sorry it took so long to get out. Luckily, the problems that were in my life are gone for now. I just hope they stay that way.
I'm not going to make this long...please E-mail me. The complete lack of E-mail after my last chapter didn't exactly encourage me to continue. I want to say thank you to Adam, Shawn, and several other people who have been there for me to listen in this difficult time. There were others, but I'm sorry...it's getting late and I'm getting sick. I love you guys too!
OK, I'm going to go away soon. As always, if your under 18 or whatever, yadda, yadda, yadda. This story does not say anything about the sexualality of the mentioned celebs. Blah blah blah.
Steven and Brian chapter 9
"Let's go."
Everybody moved at once and headed to the front of the house and into the cars. I looked at my watch. We were going to be 15 minutes late which was perfect. I wanted them to sit in that conference room for a while. Nick was looking all around him in awe. There were six black suburbans surrounding the limo, all filled with my legal team and their paperwork. Sirens blared as we fell into a long line of cars and raced down the highway to my building downtown.
TIME PASSES
We screeched to a halt in front of the tall building. Everyone poured out of the cars and into the building. A mass of humanity piled into the elevators and was swept to the sixty-third floor.
"OK guys, put on your best poker faces. Don't look overly hostile, yet don't look happy with him." I saw Kevin try to relax as he looked about the elevator. The elevator dinged and soon the hallway outside the conference room was filled with my staff, each having a different job to do today. Everybody already knew how this worked, they had done it before.
"One, two, three." I counted, and with that, the entire crowd rushed towards the doors. The secretary in front the open the large double doors and briskly walked in as the crowd filled the room. Enormous boxes filled with legal documents and Howie's life history were set on the table in front of Howie and his lawyer as I took as seat at the head of the table. One guard was on either side of me and one was behind each of the guys. As things quieted down and everybody took their seats, I took my first real look at Howie and his lawyer. Howie looked pathetic, and it was all too obvious that these proceedings were not going the way he wanted them too. His lawyer looked scared as he squirmed in his seat. My lawyers began.
"You requested this meeting. What is it you want?"
"We would like to reconsider our position."
"Why do we need to be here for you to do that?"
"You may want to reconsider your position shortly after hearing what I have to say."
"Well, why don't you say it so that we can decided how to proceed."
"Battery is being added to the charge. Now, I know you may wish to reconsider and we would be happy to..."
"We wish to reconsider nothing. Go ahead and add the charge. We will see you in court then."
"What? You're not going to reconsider?"
"No we are not."
Howie then stood up out of his seat and it became apparent that he was wearing handcuffs.
"Brian, why are you doing this? You are letting him ruin us. If people find out that you are gay, than we are finished. Nobody wants to support a boy-band that has a faggot in it." Two guards went over and placed Howie in his seat.
"It's not me who is doing this, it is you Howie!" Finally I decided to speak up.
"Here are your choices. Drop the charges, or we will take you to court and you will spend the rest of your life in jail." After a couple of minutes o silence I stood up and walked out of the room with everybody following me. When we got to the limo I removed my contacts and looked over at Brian patting my lap.
"So is the Steven I know and love back?"
"He sure is."
"Good. It has been a little cold around here for the last couple of hours."
"Well, I put in a good performance did I not?"
"So good it was scary."
"Where do you guys want to go for lunch?" After much debating we decided on Mexican. We went to the Blue Agave, stuffing ourselves and having a great time. We were almost done with our meal when a small girl, I would say about nine years old, came over to the table and pulled on my jacket.
"Can I help you young lady?"
"Can I have their autograph?"
"Well, I don't know. Why don't you ask them?" She seemed to consider it for a couple of seconds and looked around her as if unsure about herself.
"Excuse me, can I have your autograph?"
"Sure. What's your name?"
"Tiffany."
"OK Tiffany." AJ took one of the clean cloth napkins and began writing on it. Tiffany stretched up and spoke into my ear.
"I think Brian is the cutest."
"Why don't you tell him that?"
She put her hand over her mouth and tool a step back. "I would be sooo embarrassed."
"Would it be better if I told him?" She nodded yes and I leaned over to Brian.
"She thinks you're the cutest and she's not the only one." Brian just chuckled and leaned over the table a little bit.
"It that so sweetheart?" She nodded her head yes emphatically.
"Where is the other one? That ugly guy. Howie." We all just chuckled at her at her honesty.
"He couldn't be here today."
"Oh. We talked for a few minutes while Brian finished writing."
"C'mon over here Tiffany."
She walked over timidly and Brian handed her the napkin, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She turned read and ran back over to her mother. As we finished up we could hear squeals of delight as she read what had been written on the napkin. While I was paying the bill her mother came over to the table.
"I want to thank you all so much. You have given her such a thrill. Her bedroom is practically a shrine to you guys."
"Well, I'm glad we could do something for her."
"Are you Dr. Wright by any chance?"
"Yes, that would be me."
"I know you probably don't remember me. We ran into each other in the hallway once and I broke your cell phone when it dropped."
"I remember. Is Tiffany the daughter you were there for?"
"Yes she is."
"How is she doing?"
"Not well. The doctors told me that the next time she gets sick, it will probably be the last time."
"Oh. I am sorry. If she is in the hospital, please have them page me. I would love to be there for both of you."
"Thank you doctor. I'll be sure to do that. Well, I had better get Tiffany home. She needs her medication. Thank you so much." With that she hurried out of the restaurant.
"What's wrong with her babe?"
"She contracted AIDS."
"But how does a little kid...oh...OH...that's awful!!!"
"Yes it is. She is in the last days of her life. You guys probably gave her a bigger thrill than you realize." The ride home was quiet as everybody digested what they had seen during the day. The silence was interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone.
"Hello?"
"This is Adam. They haven't removed the charges yet. They would have done it by now if they were going to."
"What are our options?"
"Court."
"There has to be something. You know this cannot go public."
"I know. We tried. What do you want to do?"
"I'll call you back." With that I hung up.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"What was that about?"
"Nothing Kevin."
"Something. I want to know what."
"Damn it Kevin, he doesn't want to tell you right now so just drop it."
"Should have known you were going to stick-up for your boyfriend. How typical."
"Shut-up Kevin."
"Why? So your lives can be perfect? You're ruining all of our lives! Look at what you're doing to Howie!" When AJ heard that he decked Kevin.
"You stupid little fuck! Your cousin is in love and is giving all he has for the person he loves. Steven has been there for Brian since the second he met him. Have you stopped to think about that? Or the millions of dollars he has spent because of us so far? Have you thought about that? NO! You haven't. You have been to bust thinking about yourself. And then you stick up for Howie? What the -fuck- was that? He raped your cousin! He is the reason all this is happening in the first place. So unless you can support two people in love fighting for the right to love each other, then I suggest you SIT DOWN and SHUT-UP!!! I'm through talking to you before I start using you as a punching bag. AJ turned around and saw that we were at the house. I got out of the car followed by Brian. Instead of walking towards the house, I started around the back and to the stable. Charlie saw me coming and had my horse waiting.
"Nobody follows me."
"Yes Sir."
"Steven where are you going?"
"Nowhere Brian" With that I got up on the horse and rode away as fast as the horse would go.
"God, please keep him safe." Brian prayed as I rode off.
For the next five hours I rode all over my property. It started to rain and I was cold and wet. When I got back, I handed to horse to Charlie and went into the house. By the time I get to the house I felt as though I had no energy. I knew I was hypothermic, but I really didn't care. I walked into the house. When the guys looked up and saw me I collapsed. Brian rushed over to me, then, black...
TBC ===================================================== OK, I know, not very long, but I wanted to get something up. I have lots more written and I will be working on getting it up this week. As always, please E-mail me with comments.
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