Chapter Four-Hundred-Eighteen
When Trevor arrived back at the boathouse that he shares with Sean he heard shouting and lots of crashing sounds. Very much like the ones he heard the night he had left Max to baby-sit him and had come back to catch Sean trying to commit suicide and an unwilling Max trying to stop him.
“Ah hell…” Trevor muttered, and then dropped Diego’s leash and hurried into the house while Diego, terrified of the noise darted underneath the deck seeking shelter. When Trevor got inside he found – much to his relief that Sean is alone but he is however throwing a raging fit. Furniture has been thrown across the room, glass has been shattered, and he is shouting curse words up the storm. He looks like he has even been yanking at his hair. Sighing with relief, Trevor released his hand on the gun in his pocket.
SEAN!” he shouted in a pathetic useless attempt to get his attention and Sean just continued to rage on. He hurried across the room to get to him and reached him just as he had picked up another chair planning to throw it across the room. Trevor knowing from experience approached him cautiously, making sure not to go where the chair would hit him. “Sean, Sean, SEAN!” He shouted loudly so he’d be heard over his lover’s fitful words and he grabbed the chair just as he was about to throw it. He set it down lightly and then quickly grabbed his arm before he could move to grab something else. He lightly shoved him back against the couch and crawled into his lap straddling him so he would have no choice but to sit there. He knows that no matter how far gone into his tantrum he is, he would never ever hurt him.
“GODDAMNIT TREVOR, LET ME UP, NOW!”
“NOT A CHANCE!” Trevor shouted back angrily. “You are GOING to tell me why you are tearing our only place to stay apart RIGHT now Sean Ellerbee!”
“WE’VE BEEN BETRAYED, TREVOR!”
“What?” Trevor asked, all of the air in his lungs leaving him for a short moment at this news.
“WE’VE BEEN FUCKING BETRAYED! I’M GOING TO KILL HIM! I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL HIM WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HIM!” Managing to regain his composure and get himself put back together again, Trevor cradled his face in his hands.
“Betrayed by who baby? Calm down. Just talk to me…what did I miss?” He leaned down and kissed his forehead then as he still cradled his face gently in his hands. His forehead, his nose, his cheek, and his lips. When he saw that this act alone was calming him down a little he went on. “Take deep breaths baby…it’s going to be okay. I’m here now…whatever it is, you know I will find some way to make it better.” Trevor went through all of the techniques he learned about to help Sean through his rage. He had stolen some books from a bookstore about the steps you take to calm one down during a tantrum and has been going through them with Sean. He coached him through taking deep breaths, talked to him and said soothing things. He used some of his own TLC that he didn’t need to get from a book and when he felt that he was calm enough, he gently tilted his head back as it rests against the back of the couch and looked into his still very angry eyes. “Whats going on? Tell me all about it. Who is betraying us?”
“Conner,” Sean answered, saying the boy’s name acidly.
“What? How?” Trevor asked, his eyes full of surprise. He hadn’t expected this. He was sure he was going to hear the name of one of the many grownup baddies that are angry with him and would like nothing more then to see them dead.
“I went for a walk too,” Sean admitted and Trevor stared at his lover incredulously but otherwise said nothing. He won’t ruin the progress he’s made in calming him. “After you left…I decided a walk wouldn’t hurt me any. So I hurried after you hoping to catch you before you were completely gone, but I was too late. So I set off on my own. I went and stood in the woods across the street from the Orphanage…and I saw Conner leave. I followed him feeling curious about where he was headed…and he unknowingly led me right to the police station.”
“There are many different reasons he could be going there,” Trevor insisted while gently massaging Sean’s forehead with his forefinger and thumb, though he doesn’t really believe it himself.
“Yeah? Name one other reason if not to betray us? What other reason would he have to talk to them?” When Trevor said nothing, Sean’s eyes grew dark. “That’s what I thought. I’m going to kill him.”
“Sean—“
“—He’s been double-crossing us Trevor! I won’t let you defend the little shit anymore!”
“If he’s really double crossing us then that means he is under police protection now. He’s about as reachable as Ashley is now,” Trevor pointed out reasonably.
“Which is why I will wait to get him when I get my hands on Ashley. He will pay for what he did though Trevor I swear it.”
“You promised Thomas that you would never let anything happen to Conner or Rosalie, Sean. You promised to keep them safe.”
“I don’t fucking care anymore. He betrayed me – the apple really doesn’t fall far from the tree, does it?”
“That’s a really nice thing to say about your dead best friend. He’s just a kid…is it really necessary? His job wasn’t even an important one I thought you didn’t care for Aaron anymore – you weren’t bothering with him, I just figured you forgot about it.”
“Well I hadn’t. I was just having Conner there where I needed him until I was ready for him – and the only best friend I ever had was you so don’t even start with that bullshit.”
“Fine. Your really good dead friend then but you are not going to get away with denying the fact that you cared about him. I won’t let you.”
“The point is,” Sean replied irritably. “The kid fucked up my plan and he’s going to pay for it.”
“I won’t let you kill him. You may deny the fact that you care about Thomas, but I won’t. I loved him and I won’t let you ignore his last dying wish!”
“You loved him Trev?” Sean asked, arching his eyebrow.
“Not like that Sean…don’t be stupid.” Sean eyed him for a long while, and when he saw that Trevor was serious about keeping Conner and Rosalie alive he sighed. He is already upsetting his Trevor enough as it is by pursuing his dream of seeing Ashley and Kori dead by his hands, he doesn’t want to upset him any further. He also doesn’t want him standing in his way and making things any harder for him then Conner already has.
“Fine…” He whispered. “I won’t kill him.”
“Or Rosalie,” Trevor insisted firmly.
“Or Rosalie,” Sean repeated acidly. Trevor looked into his lover’s eyes then, searchingly.
“Promise me Sean. Now.”
“I…promise,” Sean replied begrudgingly. The firm look on his lover’s beautiful features lightened then.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
“That doesn’t mean he’s not going to go unpunished.” Before he could argue with him, he lightly moved Trevor off of him and then got up and stormed into his office slamming the door. Trevor sighed heavily, and then turned toward the front door suddenly remembering Diego. He must be hiding outside. He then set off to retrieve his dog and then when he has him calmed down and settled on the couch with his recorded Bold and The Beautiful playing for him, he would clean up Sean’s mess. Meanwhile, in the office, Sean set himself at his desk and glared at a picture of Conner that he had pulled up onto his laptop screen. He really wishes he hadn’t made that promise to Trevor. He doesn’t care how much he himself loved Thomas, he would like nothing more then to strangle the boy. But, he did make the promise and he swore to himself that he would never betray his Trevor. So he will just have to find a different way to punish him. How can he kill a boy…without actually killing him? He pondered this question to himself quietly; planning to stay locked in his office all night if that’s what it will take to come up with a plan.
~*~*~*~*~
“Do you think maybe Uncle Jerry will be here daddy?” Ellie asked hopefully when they reached the Orphanage. They had gone back to their house to fetch Lil’ Rok from Jerald, only to find that both of them were gone. “An’ my puppy?”
“I don’t know baby, it’s a possibility,” Kevin replied, grinning some as he had seen Jerald’s car parked in the parking lot. “We will just have to wait and see.” He looked to Kristin then, as they were nearing the door.
“Before we get inside,” He began while gently grabbing her hand and stopping causing her to do the same and look at him curiously. “Remember earlier when I told you all about Ashley?”
“Yup.”
“Well, I just thought Id warn you…this place is going to be a little bit like the airport when we first enter it.” Kristin arched her eyebrow curiously.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, our new manager – Ashley’s adoptive mother and the Detective working on her case have arranged it so that we could have metal detectors at the door. We have BSB Security there to greet you and it’s just very much like airport security…so I just thought Id warn you. Accidents have happened in our orphanage, so it was just necessary for us to take such extreme measures…”
“I understand,” Kristin reassured, when she saw that same familiar look in his eyes that he gets when he is explaining something serious. Like he is afraid she might run away any minute now screaming. She squeezed his hand gently and smiled at him some. “So why don’t you take me on in and introduce me to security, hmm? I can’t wait to meet them.” Kevin smiled at her some, the look of insecurity vanishing from his eyes and he nodded and lightly tugged her toward the door allowing Ellie to skip along ahead of them. They only have her with them now, as Tina was done with work and had volunteered to take the kids off her hands, much to Ellie’s dismay. When they stepped into the Orphanage, just as Kevin said there was the metal detectors blocking their way, and security waiting to greet them. Q smiled some at the sight of them.
“Kevin hey – its been a few days since I’ve seen you…what brings you here?” he asked, his eyes shifting to Kristin and then back on him again.
“Ellie and I took a new friend of ours on a picnic this afternoon and we thought we would come hang out here for awhile, as we’ve missed everybody. Q, this is Kristin – Kristin this is our bodyguard Q.”
“Ah…the infamous Kristin,” Q chuckled. “Ann has told us nothing but great things about you. Its nice to finally meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too,” Kristin smiled, though blushing slightly at the mention of Ann talking about her again.
“Is there anyone my mom hasn’t talked to?” Kevin asked with an arched eyebrow, though he was slightly amused. He has never seen – or heard about his mother being so excited over his girlfriends – or soon to be girlfriends before.
“Probably not,” Q snickered, and Kevin shook his head and turned his attention on Laney who was standing on the other side of the metal detector inside the security booth they’ve created for themselves quietly listening.
“And Kris, that’s our other security guard Laney – Laney, Kristin.”
“Hi Kristin,” Laney smiled, and she smiled back some.
“Hi,” She replied and she watched as Q knelt down and smiled at Ellie sweetly. Ellie smiled back at him just as sweet.
“Hello Angel, how are you feeling?” he asked sincerely.
“Okay. Daddy makes me take icky medicine…so I’m nots gonna feels nasty again till bedtime,” she informed.
“Well, that was very smart of your daddy then, wasn’t it? Nobody likes it when Ellie is feeling icky. Did you have fun today at the park?”
“Uh-huhs. Kristin bring me new friends to play withs – her niece an’ nephew – they were nice an’ Kristin promises me that I will gets to play with them again.”
“Ooh that’s cool. What did you do at the park?” he asked conversationally.
“We played tag, an’ monkeys on the ground, an’ turtles…an’ hads fun.”
“Anything else?” Q asked curiously, looking her in the eyes.
“Nope. That’s all – we hads fun. Can I goes an’ play now please?” she asked anxiously. Q chuckled amusedly.
“Not so fast munchkin. You know the drill before you can get through here.” Ellie scowled, and then held her arms out like she were getting ready to take on the characteristic of an airplane and he smirked before searching her thoroughly. When he finished and didn’t find anything out of the ordinary, he stepped back and allowed her to put her arms down and she walked on through the metal detector, Kevin, Q, and Laney all relaxing when it didn’t start beeping. Q turned on Kevin then, doing him next and then Kristin afterward all of them going through without sending the metal detector into a frenzy and when they were, Ellie looked up at Kevin.
“Daddy I hafta goes potty.”
“Okay baby, you know where it’s at – Kristin and I will wait here.”
“Kay,” Ellie replied, and then without another word she crossed the lobby to the restrooms. She made sure to go into the one with the figure with the dress on the door, and looked around. She beamed when she saw that she was alone, but went into the biggest stall there nonetheless before shutting it behind her and locking it. When she was in there and safe, she pulled the pictures she’d hidden in her panties out and hugged them close to her protectively. She’ll be damned before she lets anyone take them away from her. She knew her panties would be the only safe place to hide them so Q wouldn’t find them. The only place he wouldn’t dare check, no matter how thorough they are with her.
~*~*~*~*~
“So when do you plan on proposing to her?” Brandon whispered in Doctor Johnson’s ear after watching Annabelle disappear up the stairs with Julie.
“Tomorrow night,” Doctor Johnson insisted as he watched his girlfriend disappear like a man who is head over heals in love. “Do you have it still Bran?” he added, turning his attention on his brother and looking at him seriously.
“Yup. It’s hidden in a very safe place I promise. I will keep it safe for you bro,” Brandon reassured gently.
“You better,” Doctor Johnson insisted. “That ring is exquisite…there isn’t any other ring in the world that is better. I will be very upset with you if you lose it,” Doctor Johnson insisted in a very low voice that would be hard for anyone other then Brandon to pick up on.
“Have I ever let you down before?” Brandon asked, and then paused. “Don’t answer that.” Doctor Johnson narrowed his eyes at the memory of the one time his little brother had let him down and Brandon sighed.
“I was eleven Steve, give me a break will you? I’m all grownup now and don’t do stupid shit like that anymore. And I know how important this is for you so I wont do anything to screw it up okay? I swear.”
“Eleven or not, you still knew better then to take Kayline out of the house when it was snowing and she had the sniffles,” Doctor Johnson insisted. “I left you alone with her for five minutes only to come back and find that you were gone – and you snuck her into an R rated movie of all things! Mom was livid with me when she got home – not you, me because I was the oldest and left in charge of the two of you.”
“Oh she didn’t see anything,” Brandon scowled. “I brought coloring books along and made her put headphones on and told her not to look and she was fine.”
“The point is,” Doctor Johnson replied. “You did it. And you weren’t supposed to be seeing it either and you snuck in without paying and were caught by security and everything. I was grounded for a week – and all I did was take the trash out and everything turned into one big mess.”
“That’s all you did?” Brandon asked, looking at Doctor Johnson with accusing eyes.
“Of course it is,” Doctor Johnson insisted indignantly.
“What a coincidence that the next door neighbor Janet happened to be taking the trash out at the exact same moment.” Doctor Johnson rolled his eyes and Brandon continued. “And that the two of you were locked in a make out session – maybe if you hadn’t been, you would’ve seen Kayline and I sneak past you!”
“Maybe you should’ve just stayed in Kayline’s room playing Tea Party where I left you,” Doctor Johnson insisted irritably.
“Yes well, you know I was at my rebellious stage, I didn’t listen to anybody. I was eleven, that was years ago will you let it go?” When he scowled, Brandon continued.
“I’m a grown adult and I know how important Annabelle is to you,” he reassured and then gently took his shoulders into his hands and looking him in the eyes. “I’m not going to do anything to ruin it for you. I love you and I want you to be happy and I know that Annabelle is the only key to that. Believe me.”
“Fine…” Doctor Johnson sighed, calming down somewhat. “Just don’t lose that ring.”
“It will be there ready and waiting for you tomorrow night. I won’t let you down…okay?” Doctor Johnson nodded, and Brandon pulled him into a hug. Doctor Johnson hugged him back while silently stressing over whether or not she’s even going to say yes. God he hopes she says yes. Even if it might seem a little soon…too soon or not, he knows he loves her. He hopes she knows it too.
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