Fandom: Queer As Folk
Pairing: Eventual Brian/Justin. Starts out with Justin/Ethan but in name only. I hate Ethan and have no desire to write his character unless I do bad bad things to him. :)
Summary: His career is progressing. Ryder finally made him partner. He got a new company car, a bigger office, a raise... everything he wanted. Everything was perfect. Except for his personal life. Justin is gone...left him for some fiddler capable of romance. It's been a week since Justin left and he's falling apart. No one in the "family" cares enough about him to help, so he's decided to leave. Will he able to find peace? Will he finally deal with his demons so he can go after what he wants? Will he go back and finally fight for the one he loves?
Rating: T for occasional language.
This is a season 3 AU.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any part of Queer as Folk. Closest I come is the dvd. They’re just fun to play with.
A/N: Crappy summary. Sorry about that. Anyway, here is the beginning of a new QAF story. The updates will be slow. It's going to be a crazy busy month for me. So I apologize in advance for that.
A/N 2: Inspired by the prologue of qaffanatic’s Incomplete on fanfiction.net.
A/N 3: This one will have Mamo as well, but is in no other way related to Mo Chuisle Mo Chroi. Also, Ryder still owns the agency. No Vance, but there was a work emergency Brian had to go out of town for causing them to miss the Vermont trip. Also, after episode 2.19 when Ted gets “immune” to porn, he decides to sell the website, which he does for a fortune. But he does not become a drug addict.
This chapter is for Amythesw who left me such an awesome review of MCMC. I hope you'll enjoy this one just as much.
Brian stood in the middle of the loft, two large suitcases already packed and waiting by the door. It had been seven days since Justin left him. Seven days since the sunshine was drained from his life. And he couldn’t take the overwhelming darkness anymore. So instead of going after Justin and fighting for him like anyone else would have, he bought a one way ticket to Dublin and took a leave of absence from his job. He had forty whole vacation days he was cashing in, but both Ryder and Cynthia had the number of his work cell in case they needed him. He gave Cynthia his regular cell phone and told her she was only to pass on the important stuff. He didn’t want to listen to fifty messages from Deb calling him an asshole and bothering him about some shit or another. He didn’t want to listen to eighty messages from Michael whining in that nasally voice, wondering where he is and bitching about his life.
He really had no desire to even see Michael again. This whole stupid comic book had been his idea. Not only did it help pull Justin away from him, but every time he looked at the goddamn cover he was reminded of the best and worse night of his life. A night he just wanted to forget. The night that had destroyed any chance at happiness he had ever had.
So he changed the locks and alarm code to the loft. The only ones with a key now were himself, Cynthia, and Ted. Ted was his personal accountant, and relatively bored since he’d sold his website, so he’d be going every day to collect Brian’s mail and make sure anything important that came in was given to Cynthia, while he took care of any bills. Everything had been planned out perfectly. Especially the fact that no one besides those two and his boss knew that he was even leaving. He wasn’t going to tell anyone else. He had no reason to tell anyone else. The only reason any would even care if he left is because it would mean their personal punching bag wasn’t there.
He gave one last look around the empty loft. It was just as it had been for years. No charcoals lying around, no sketch pad open on the coffee table, no jacket thrown over the couch. It was the clean, cold space it used to be. With a heavy sigh, Brian put his suitcases in the hall, set the alarm and locked the door. He didn't look back as he got into the cab waiting for him downstairs. He didn't know if he'd ever want to look back again.
- Current Mood: bored