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Together they had moved into the apartment complex and set up house. It wasn't exactly perfect but slowly they had built up the place to where it was at least comfortable. All that was suddenly gone with Brian leaving him and for what? The so called promises of some old fart who threw cash around like it was confetti? He didn't like the guy but Brian seemed taken with him or maybe it was with the money the guy had and Brett didn't? Christ he hated that, but he didn't have rich parents or anything else, just a steady job that at least had paid for their one room apartment for the last couple of years and the other bills. Not like Brian hadn't tried to work, but he just hadn't found the right position or so the excuse went. Maybe he was being too critical as he did truly love him, or was it his body he loved? Shaking his head he slowly made his way back up the walk to enter the 12 story complex and return to an empty home. Small tears sprang from his eyes as he tried to keep his emotions in check. How was he going to manage without Brian or would he? Maybe it was time to think of something else but all he could conjure up was how much he knew he was going to miss Brian. Even the idea of going out to the bar was no longer appealing to him.
Brett had no idea how long he had been sitting on the sofa staring out the balcony window but he felt the rumble in his stomach that told him he needed some food. He really wasn't into cooking at that moment but as he looked out at the darkening sky outside, he felt the terror of the unknown striking at him, or was it just an empty stomach? Somehow he knew he would have to shake this crappy feeling off but when you give two whole years to someone to just have them up and leave you for someone else, well it just isn't that easy. He felt the tears coming again and with an angry swipe of his arm tried to push them away, to banish them but with no luck. They just kept on coming as he sat there, feeling alone and empty. With what he thought was a lot of effort he rose up and made his way to the small little kitchen area of the apartment. He stood there dazed a bit as he could remember all the other times he had stood there, cooking with Brian standing where he stood now, talking and joking with him. It never really was much but idle chatter yet he missed hearing the voice. How could his life have changed so fast? What had he done that made Brian think he would be better off with some old fuck? The gurgling made him shake a bit as he more or less stumbled in and checked the refrigerator to see what there was left to eat. Looking inside he couldn't see shit, the small light suddenly glaring to the point where everything was a blur, yet he knew it wasn't the light but the tears in his eyes. Fuck! He yelled as he slammed the door. Anger had once more risen up inside as he realized what a sap he was being. Screw Brian he thought as he grabbed his jacket and car keys and headed out. No way was he going to just mope around all night, or let that jerk make him sick. He needed food and as it was close to the end of the month he knew he wasn't going to eat out, so he headed his small used car towards the grocery store a few blocks away. As he drove his mind continued to rage against Brian. How could he be so fucking cruel he thought. Christ he had given him a nice home, cooked meals most of the time not to mention the other stuff. It was like suddenly he was making a list of all he had done and checking it off against all he had received. His lips were set tight as he concentrated on driving but at the back of his mind, the list grew in size. There wasn't just that he had paid all the bills but all the times when Brian wanted to go out, to party and he had gone too. Didn't seem to matter that he had to work the next day, Brian wanted to go so they would go. Maybe that was his problem. Instead of always doing what Brian had wanted, he should have said NO a few more times. Maybe then Brian wouldn't have taken him so much for granted, or maybe he would have left sooner? Well sooner wouldn't have been much better, though in some ways maybe. Christ how could he be so callous? He had spent two years loving the guy and in less than a few hours he was beginning to hate him. Can I help you find something? The voice startled him as he didn't even seem to realize that he was already in the grocery store, just staring blankly inwards. He shook his head as he found himself looking at the blonde who had spoken. In that instant he felt the lump in his pants too as this wasn't some geeky looking guy. Uh sorry, uh, no I don't think so. The young man looked at him and a small smile curled around his light pink lips. For one brief instant Brett saw a flick of the tongue moisten them and then dart back into the well formed mouth. God, what a hunk Brett was thinking as he wished he could think of something, anything to say.Check out these other great sections within the site
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The taxi pulled
away from the curb and within a flash it was gone, lost among the other cars on the road. Brett
felt the pang of dejection as he stared aimlessly out along the road, as if he was hoping for
the return of the cab and its occupant, Brian. It wasn't fair he thought as he stared along the
busy roadway, ignoring the people pushing past him on the sidewalk. 