| Saving JC |
| JC sighed as he walked down the hallways of the hotel, trying to find the stupid ice machine. �Where the hell is it?� he asked himself. He heard two people whispering just around the corner, so he stopped short. He didn�t want to interrupt them but was curious, so he leaned closer, trying to hear what they were saying. He recognized Lance and Joey�s voices immediately. **** �Joey, you have got to choose one of them. You can�t just keep letting them both think they can have you. What you�re doing isn�t fair to them or to yourself. Why can�t you see that?� �But, Lance,� Joey whined. �Don�t �but, Lance� me. You knew in the beginning what was going to happen. Either that or you�re really blind. Please tell me you knew it was going to come to this at some point,� Lance said. �I,� Joey started, �I somehow thought everything would be ok. I just don�t know what to do. I love both of them. Why are you making me choose?� �I�m not making you do anything. But for the sake of this group, you need to figure out how to solve this dilemma you got yourself into. And try to do it without hurting too many people please,� Lance requested. �Yeah,� Joey mumbled, looking at the floor. �And do it soon, too. We have to start practicing for the tour in a few days and we need everything to be fixed by then, ok?� Lance reminded him. �Uh huh,� Joey replied, wondering what the heck he was going to do. He couldn�t help but think that the next few days were going to be hell. **** JC couldn�t believe it. Joey, his Joey, loved someone else too? How could that have happened? He hung his head, wet tears making their way down his cheeks and soaking his shirt, as his heart broke into a million pieces. Who was it? He knew he should be strong and confront Joey right then, but instead he turned around and dragged himself to the room he shared with Justin to sulk. When he arrived there, Justin was on the couch, watching some random show on TV. �Hey,� he greeted JC when he saw him enter. �Uh, hi,� JC sniffled. �Woah, Josh, what�s wrong?� Justin asked, concerned. �Um, well, you remember how I�m gay?� JC asked, tears still coming from his eyes. �Yeah,� Justin answered, confused. Of course he remembered. �Um, well, Joey and I, we were sort of together. Until a few minutes ago. Because he�s cheating on me, Justin! What am I supposed to do?� JC cried. �Wait, Joey? As in Joey Fatone?� Justin asked, becoming enraged. �Uh, yeah, that�s him,� JC sobbed. �What an asshole!� Justin exclaimed, �I can�t believe him!� �Yeah, I know,� JC agreed. �Josh, he is my boyfriend!� Justin yelled after a moment a silence, shocking the hell out of JC. �What?� JC asked, very confused. �Joey and I are � I mean were � boyfriends. How could he do this to me? To you?� Justin asked, finally calming down a little. �I don�t know. How did we not know that he was doing this, J?� JC asked, the tears finally stopping. �I don�t know either, Josh,� Justin told him, �what are we supposed to do now?� �I�m not sure,� JC said, becoming a little mad at the situation, �God, I thought he loved me!� �Yeah, I know how you feel. I thought he loved me too,� Justin responded, not looking into JC�s sad eyes. He just couldn�t. **** Joey woke up the next morning and stretched. But when he remembered his conversation with Lance the previous night, he frowned. How was he going to tell the two people that he loved that he was cheating on them with each other? They would either hate him, or be totally crushed. He didn�t think he could deal well with either situation. But he�d gotten himself into this, and he needed to get himself out. How, he still couldn�t figure out. He showered and dressed, going over to JC and Justin�s hotel room. He figured that maybe getting some lovin� from one of them would make him feel a little better. He knocked on the door, which was soon answered by a sleepy JC, rubbing his eyes. When JC saw Joey, his eyes widened. �Hey, baby,� Joey whispered, figuring Justin was still asleep, but being quiet just in case. �Don�t �hey, baby� me, you asshole,� JC spat out, slamming the door in his face. �What?� Joey asked, talking only to the door that almost flattened his face. He knocked again, hoping to calm JC down so they could talk. But Justin was the one to open the door. �What do you want?� he asked, fire in his eyes. �Uh, hey, Justin, what�s going on?� Joey asked, confused as to why they were acting like this. �Well, I think that�s what we should be asking you, Joey,� Justin answered, �come in.� �Huh?� Joey said, very confused, as he let himself be led into their room. He saw JC leaning against the counter of their tiny kitchen. Justin sat down on the couch, grabbing the paper. When JC looked over, he rolled his eyes at the sight of Joey. �So what do you want?� Justin said, his voice showing his annoyance. �Justin, we need to talk to Joey,� JC reminded him. �I don�t know if that�s the greatest idea, Josh,� Justin answered, looking back down at the paper. �Hello? I am standing right here�� Joey trailed off when JC shot him a mean look. �Yeah, just like I was in the room over when you were fucking Justin, you asshole,� JC yelled, his eyes glaring at Joey. �Woah, where did that come from?� Joey asked. �I heard you talking to Lance in the hallway, Joey. I know everything. You were two-timing Justin and I. I hate you,� JC spat out, refusing to look at Joey again. �Justin and I, together?� Joey asked, very confused now, �what are you talking about Jace?� �Um, I better go now, I�ll talk to you later,� Justin said, sensing that he was going to be in big trouble if he stayed. He jumped up off the couch and tried to leave the room. �Sit. Back. Down. Now,� JC ordered, needing to know what was really going on. If Joey wasn�t with Justin, then why did Justin say that? �Uh, ok,� Justin responded with a worried look on his face. �Now, someone tell me what is going on,� JC said, taking control. �I have no idea where you got the idea that Justin and I are together, but that�s not true,� Joey told him. �What? Justin?� JC asked. �Uh, well, you see, but I, umm,� Justin stuttered. �Wait a second. If you aren�t with Justin, who are you cheating on me with?� JC asked, interrupting Justin. �Chris,� Joey said, hanging his head. �WHAT??� JC yelled, �Oh my God. Joey I think you better leave now.� When Joey didn�t look like he was going to leave, JC stormed over to where he was sitting, grabbed him are and dragged him to the door, shoving him out and yelling one last �I hate you� before slamming the door. �Shit, what am I going to do?� he asked, talking to himself. �Josh?� Justin asked quietly. �Yes?� Josh replied warily. �Um, the reason I told you that I was dating Joey too is because, well it�s because,� Justin trailed off yet again. �Spit it out Justin,� JC sighed. �Well, it�s because Iloveyousomuch and I wanted youandJoeytobreakup,� Justin rambled. �You what?� JC asked calmly, not hearing what Justin said because he was talking too fast. �Josh, I love you and I couldn�t stand to see Joey hurt you anymore. So I wanted you to break up. My method wasn�t the greatest idea, and I don�t want you to be mad at me. I�m so sorry,� Justin explained, hanging his head and beginning to cry. JC was surprised. He never thought that Justin loved him. He didn�t know what to do. He knew he could never be with Joey again. He couldn�t trust Joey anymore. But Justin loved him now. He moved over next to Justin on the couch, wrapping his arms around him and rubbing his back. He sighed as Justin�s sobs calmed and Justin looked into his eyes. �Thank you, Josh,� Justin said, and JC smiled for the first time in a few hours. Could he be happy with Justin? He didn�t know, but he figured he could try. THE END |