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"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY....WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE....DO I LOOK LIKE A FUCKING FAG TO YOU??...."

"Just..."

"DO YOU THINK I WANT A DICK SHOVED UP MY ASS....DO I LOOK LIKE A FUCKING QUEER TOO YOU?..."

"..."

"ANSWER ME!"

"no..." JC managers to get out just below a whisper.

:SMACK:

JC runs out of there before Justin can do anything to him. He runs into
the safety of his room.

All JC can do is look into the mirror and stare at the red mark on his
cheek left by Justin's hand. 'He slapped me...Justin...my best
friend...the man I love...hurt me...'

JC did not know when he had fallen asleep, but he knew that he must have been crying because he woke up on the bathroom floor with red puffy eyes and tiers on his cheeks. There was a slight blue mark on his cheek. To the naked eye its barely noticeable...but to those who no what happened last night you can see it is there. He walks to his bed, lays down and cries himself back to sleep.

:In the other room:

Everyone is sitting around eating their breakfast, all but one.

~Chris~
'...shit I'm tired...wonder where JC is?...probably still asleep lucky
basterd...'

~Lance~
'...I should go wake JC up we have sound check in 2 hours...I also have to ask Justin what all the yelling was about in his room last night...'

~Joey~
'...I wonder if my Angel is still asleep....'

~Justin~
'...I hope JC is ok...I have to apologize...I think I should tell the
guys...'

"Guys...I need to tell you something..."

"What's up Justin?" asked Chris

"Well see...last night JC came to my room to talk...and he told
me....that he is in love with me...."

Silence fills the room. Everyone is trying to understand what Justin is
saying Lance is the first to brake the silence.

"Justin, Please tell me you did not overreact!"

"A...I kinda started yelling...and I sorta called him a fag and a
queer...then I.....I....hit him."

"YOU WHAT...HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO THAT....HE'S YOUR BEST FRIEND." Lance was beyond mad he was furious and everyone knows that a "mad Lance" is not one you want to be around. Also, everyone knew better then to speak now.

"HE TELLS YOU THE BIGGEST SECERATE OF HIS LIFE AND WHAT DO YOU DO...YOU HURT HIM AND NOT JUST MENTALLY BUT PYSICALLY TOO..."

"But I'm not gay!"

"That does not give you the right to do what you did...first your
telling him that your ok with him being gay but just a few hours later
your stabbing him in the back!" Lance is no longer yelling but you can still hear the anger in his voice.

"How could you hit him?" Chris speaks for the first time

"I did not mean to...it just happened..."

"YOU fucking HIT him....that does NOT just happened..." Lance starting to yelling again.

"Lance, guys I'm sorry...I really am...its just when he told me I
freaked I did not mean to call that or even hit him....it just all
happened."

"NO, Justin...it does NOT just happen something has to cause it....maybe you�re not OK with him being gay..."

"I don't care that he's gay....I honestly don't!"

"Then why did you hit him?"

"I truthfully don't know." Justin manages to say just about a whisper.

"Well, fuck you Justin." Everyone turns to look at Joey and he has hate and anger in his eyes. Joey is really pissed. Joey walks over to Justin and looks him right in the eyes.

"You better go and fix this now." He says with a cold voice.

"Ok I'll talk to him before sound check..."

"NO...I'll go now..."

Justin looks at Chris and Lance and they just look right back at him

"GO!"

Justin is standing in front of JC's door. 'shit I'm nervous...." Justin
knocks softly on the door.

"JC its Justin can we please talk..." There was not answer. Justin
turned the knob slightly and found the door was opened. He walked in
quietly and found JC sleeping peacefully. 'I don't want to wake him...he probably lost a lot of sleep...and its all my fault...you're an idiot Timberlake...I just talk to him later...' Justin leaves and closes the door quietly not to wake JC.

JC let out the breath at he did not know he was holding when Justin came in. "I wonder why he came here....maybe to yell at me some more...but what if he wanted to apologize?...but why would he do that?...god I'm so confused...I wish that everything would just go away...I wish I never told him...'